He suddenly felt free and could not see the future in his own house. In order to prevent himself from feeling even more depressed, Wuhe decided to go out for a walk. At least, he would let the sunlight evaporate his slightly depressed mood.
In late March, the cold wind had yet to die down, but the peach tree did not care about the cold and silence. A few flower buds burst out. Although there were only a few flowers up close, standing on the balcony of the sixth floor of the school, it really made one feel a little drunk. Seeing the peach blossoms, he couldn't help but think of the 83-year-old Legend of the Condor Heroes, the eccentric Huang Rong, the honest and dull Guo Jing... The hidden coldness couldn't destroy the beauty of love. After the ice melted, there were more peach blossoms. People always liked to praise love as peach blossoms, but they didn't know whether it was for its prosperity or for the short spring. I have heard the peach blossoms fall, even if the next year the flowers will bloom again, it is difficult to find the face, bitter chanting, the east wind breaks the burning, its glory has not diminished, who remembers that year Liu Lang once came, like a startled swan, but can no longer get the flowering period, people have foam, full of affection to whom to say. Although the peach blossoms were small, they did not diminish in spring. Although they were beautiful, they were not seductive. There was a sense of righteousness in his bones. Spring originated from winter, so it was bustling but there was no lack of cool summer in spring. The liveliness did not decrease, but it also implied that the peak would decline. Autumn began in summer, and the sky was high and the clouds were light. This season was the most. Winter ending, autumn cold wind is fierce, from the world to change.
He reached out and plucked a small peach blossom. Looking at the delicate peach blossom, he felt as if a chicken feather had gently brushed past his heart. It was really a peach blossom year. Perhaps she and Li Long had met during each other's most beautiful time, even though they hadn't yet blossomed at that time. However, now that he was constantly releasing this endless energy, he felt that there was no one who could not reach the beautiful scenery below. There would always be a day when the east wind would laugh at the summer heat and come to kiss. At that time, the courtyard would be full of flowers, making people feel sad. In the blink of an eye, the wind blew and the earth was buried. Who would accompany them? Compared to the flowers that no one appreciated, who knew that there would be too many people when the flowers fell. In the end, he and Li Long, who had parted ways, were relatively lucky.
The profession he was currently engaged in was just an illusory entity created under the light and shadow of others. Wuhe had always understood that he was like a soap bubble. He could survive if he floated, but if he touched the ground, he would die. Thinking of this, Wuhe was like a baby in extreme pain. He could not speak and could only cry helplessly. She missed the time when she didn't say that she wanted a divorce. She missed the time when the two of them were still together.
However, even if they managed to avoid that calamity, separation was still inevitable. Their eyes showed that they could not avoid being alienated. Leaving was not an option. I couldn't get used to the three of us walking on the road of love. This was my selfishness. I threw away my last comfort and lost the love that I once cared about the most.
Perhaps love was never meant to be sweet. If not, why would the matchmaker choose to be alone? He probably knew that all love would eventually end up in loneliness. Everyone would be busy all day long, making wedding clothes for others, only helping others and not themselves?
A true lover was like two nostrils, independent of each other but heading towards the same place. They had blood vessels connected to joy and sorrow. If one was blocked, the other would bear the burden with his life. Then what about Li Long and himself? Were they not true lovers? Or was it that one of them suddenly couldn't perceive the other's sadness and joy?
Many people were flying kites in the park. Wuhe was a little tired from walking, so he sat on a bench at the side and watched carefully.
The wind was gentle and the sun was bright, and the sky was filled with paper kites. Under the long line, the children were running happily. Only Wuhe was watching them blankly. Suddenly, a thin thread fell into the hands of a child, and a white-haired voice said,"Run, child."”The child hesitated for a while before returning the kite to the old man." No," he mumbled," I don't know how to fly it, and I don't wear shoes.”
The old man's laughter came from the horizon. He let go of the paper kite and it flew higher and higher. Wuhe looked at the other children who were running away. It was only then that he realized that they were not wearing shoes. The child seemed to have realized this as well. He hugged the paper kite that had fallen to the ground and cried.
Wuhe wanted to get up and say something to the child, but in the end, he didn't. Perhaps we all need to experience it ourselves. Success doesn't require you to have all the elements. As long as you do what you can do well, then you will be successful. This is the case for career and love. Thinking of this, Wuhe's body trembled. Perhaps he had finally found an exit in the fog.
It was unfair, but what was the use of bickering? The determination that he had painstakingly built up instantly collapsed after his smile. All his shrewdness and resentment disappeared.
Fading away the time is not a line, why sink in the dream of the past, flowers bloom flower road year after year, this year is different from last year's scenery.
Better to be a pair of romantic ghosts than to be a pair of mandarin ducks.
"I am the only one who loves you.”This was their declaration of love back then. She wondered if Li Long still remembered it now.
What was hidden was the thought, and what was fighting was the heart. The war drums beat, the blood robe was put on, and the winner was determined with his life. I tried my best to rush to the highest point. Fairy tales were only popular in pink clothes. Reality was like vines entangled, rotting away from each other. Blood, rumors, death, I can't hear or understand. He stood at the highest point and used his bones to pay homage to the blood red. He stood at the highest point to breathe in the freshest wind.
This was the life they were living now. One party would get tired of it first, and the feelings would disappear in the soaking of tears. A one-sided love was like cold water noodles. If the noodles couldn't be soaked, the water would hurt.
He had once thought that we were inscribed circles, with me in you and you in me. But in fact, we were only an inscribed circle with one intersection point. After meeting for a moment, we would be separated forever, and we would no longer be in each other's line of sight.
The sun gradually set in the west, and darkness began to envelop the earth. The warm wind gradually cooled, and the children who were flying kites had already gotten up and dispersed. Wuhe also got up and left the chair he had been sitting on for nearly an afternoon. He walked home in the dark.
Wuhe didn't know why he chose a remote path to walk. Perhaps he was watching the eye-catching neon lights and suddenly wanted to return to the pure night with the cold moonlight in his childhood. The dark night aroused all the worries of Wuhe and drowned her shadow. The moon called a candle, and the two shadows that had gone home together could not be found.
Your breath and your voice are still around me, but even with the light of a thousand candles, I still can't find your shadow. I thought that with light, I could admire your shadow. Who knew that my dreams were too extravagant. I can't see you, I can't see your shadow, how can I survive the night when the hardware can't be blocked?
I always thought that once I left your tribe, I didn't know why the sky was still filled with words about you. I felt like crying. Noo thought that she was really trying her best to give you back your freedom before I could fully accept it. However, she couldn't help but think about Li Long at night. She missed him very much.。
She always secretly persuaded herself that fate was arranged by the heavens, but when she saw you walking into a dead end, she still couldn't help but approach you. How many times did she say that helping you was a pig, only to realize that the pig was willing. Li Long, do you still remember our smurf account? Or have you completely forgotten? There is a place where we can say or write words that we have never been able to say.
When I called your phone, it was either switched off or turned off. I no longer had the strength to deceive myself. When I was immersed in sweet fantasies, you turned off all the messages that belonged to you. He told himself to forget you in a cool and unrestrained manner. Forgetting and forgetting were more exhausting than remembering. You always said that not everyone can fall in love, and I was still there to liven things up. Now I understand that not everyone is suitable to fall in love. Some people are destined not to love, not to love, just like a fire that only knows how to burn and hurt.
Wuhe remembered that he had once traced the stars that his teacher had drawn on the blackboard behind him, and his teacher had also corrected him. Wuhe remembered. When I entered junior high school with the second highest score in the school, Wuhe remembered that Li Long had also given him the Candlelight Sword.
The Candlelight Sword should be a rather powerful sword. Its inner flame was like candlelight, catching people's eyes and ears. However, the true heat was indeed the unremarkable outer flame. Just like all injuries, not only bleeding meant that the injury was more serious.
In the end, he had failed. This was a difficult rest day. Li Long was clearly not present, but his mind was filled with him. The good, the bad, the happy, and the tearful were all filled with him.
Li Long and Wu He looked up at the slightly wrinkled moon and whispered,"Li Long, can we start over? Let's continue to walk down this path for the rest of our lives, alright? I really love you."
The phone suddenly rang. Wuhe took it out of his pocket and pressed the answer button. Father Wu's voice came from the other end of the phone."Wuhe, why did you go out for so long? The sky is getting cold.”
"Dad, am I very useless? He couldn't even manage his own love well.”Wuhe had always avoided discussing this topic with her father, but at this moment, she really wanted to hear her father's opinion. She was really confused and unhappy, but she did not know how to find her own happiness.
"On the contrary, I think my daughter is very powerful. She's really the most powerful daughter in the world. She was very independent and strong. When she knew that something had changed, she would not blindly endure it. Wuhe, no matter what decision you make, I will support you.”Father Wu wiped his wet eyes and said to Wu He on the other end of the microphone.
Wu He smiled and tried hard to suppress his sobs."Yes, thank you, Daddy."
The road ahead was still dark, but Wuhe knew that he was not alone. With his father by his side, a smile appeared on his face. Perhaps the only way to happiness was not to find the reason for his unhappiness, but to try to let himself know that he actually had a lot and that he was really happy.
A cold couldn't be concealed, poverty couldn't be concealed, but love couldn't be revealed at all. At the thought of this, Wuhe humphed softly,""The worst crime in this world is being too emotional, but I like this crime. It's earth-shattering, but unfortunately, heaven and earth are heartless. No wind, no sound, no one to prove this love. How much I want to walk on the bridge for you, hold my arm and enjoy the scenery, but I'm awake.”
But we were too clear-headed.
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