Suddenly, the mobile phone rang, and it was a beautiful woman calling-Hong. A few days ago, I posted an article "Parthenocissus in Autumn" on an official WeChat account. At first, she just asked if I wrote that article, and I answered truthfully: yes. Then she commented, I wrote very well! Very enthusiastic to help me forward the article, which really surprised me. Words always give me beauty and happiness. I just recorded my feelings or my little understanding of life in words, but that day brought me a friendship! In the next few days, we often chatted and gradually got to know each other. The breath of spring is getting stronger and stronger, and the orange flowers of winter jasmine bloom in every corner of the community. She answered the phone while enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of her. She reminded me on the phone that tomorrow is March 8th Goddess Day. Tonight, we will go out to karaoke and celebrate March 8 in advance. To tell you the truth, I really wanted to go, but I refused. Fast-paced life, except for winter and summer vacations, has almost no extra time for leisure and entertainment. I don't know when I began to care about all the festivals, and I like a person more and more, away from the crowd, quiet as a dream. I like to recall the past. The past, like the blooming winter jasmine at the moment, always sticks its head out in the gap of life and pokes my hasty and rough footprint as a passer-by. She just missed her first invitation.
Time flies like water. Every time I pass by her place of work, I can't help turning my head to take a look. Our friendship still stays on WeChat chat. In reality, I have no impression of her. I remember it rained that day. In the evening, she asked me on WeChat: "Are you free tomorrow? I am a guest of your family! " I said, "Of course." It is lucky to meet such a frank friend. The rain outside the window falls on the windowsill, dripping rhythmically, as if writing a beautiful song on a rainy day, gently telling loneliness! I curled up by the window, clutching boiling water in my hand. The raindrops under the neon lights outside the window don't understand. There was a man curled up by the window, watching the raindrops fall faintly. Occasionally, one or two raindrops will fall on the windowsill with the wind. Put down your glass, close your eyes and fall asleep unconsciously.
When the dawn appeared on the horizon, the rain stopped, the dark clouds no longer entangled in the sky, and the breeze brushed the face, everything was like a dream. If the years are poetic, do you still need to find a strong reason? The cloud on the horizon has softened the morning light, and the crisp sound of birds makes the whole world happy. This beautiful morning, I can't help feeling a little intoxicated. Suddenly, the telephone rang. It's Hong's phone. She said that she had arrived at my door. Excited and happy, I hurried back. Finally, I will see you this time!
I saw her when I got off the elevator. I opened the door and invited her in. There was joy on her face. The slender hair beside the ear hangs down the cheek, and the purplish lips have a soft curve, revealing a faint smile. Her mouth is slightly upturned, which makes people think that she is stubborn. We talked about a lot of topics, and we got along well the first time we met, without any embarrassment. In the afternoon, Hong was as enthusiastic as on WeChat. She also taught me to ride an electric car. The breeze swept away the hustle and bustle of February and returned to Yan to find a nest. In the ubiquitous spring, we wandered along the fast-moving road, and came across winter jasmine, magnolia, peach blossom and willow branches. On that beautiful spring afternoon, she passed my years and I passed hers. At that time, time paid off. At this time, it is already full of spring! Unforgettable, unforgettable.
The winter jasmine is in bloom.