Once again, we still can't learn to say goodbye

Lin Qingxuan, a famous writer in Taiwan Province Province, said: "The course of life is the words written on the water. When you want to look back, you will always lose your trace." Parting is an unavoidable topic in our life. Sometimes when you say goodbye, you really can't see each other again.

Your stumbling back is a postcard that Zhang Yongyuan fixed in my memory.

When I was a child, my father was a rare girl. For the sake of the family's livelihood, I had to carry a thick bag and set foot on a distant hometown. Every time I leave, I am always reluctant to give up, and my father just gently stroked my head with his rough and powerful hand and whispered, "Dad just shouldered his due responsibility. Be good at home and listen to your mother. I will be back soon. " So, from that day on, I always run at the intersection every evening, looking at the infinitely extending path in the distance, looking forward to the approaching figure, even if the stars are accompanied by the moon, I still look forward to it. ...

Now that I have grown up, my father is old. When I set foot on a journey away from home and got on a train that was drifting away, I still couldn't help looking at the rows of banyan trees on the roadside that gradually disappeared out of sight. I finally understood my father's reluctance at that time, and people have their own responsibilities at every stage. I told myself countless times that parting was temporary, but when I saw you again in the face of role exchange, I still didn't learn to say goodbye. I didn't even say goodbye, so my thoughts about my parents became an old photo fixed in Zhang Yongyuan's memory.

The parting word "cherish" is our last farewell to each other.

One day I passed by the gate of Normal University and saw three or five groups of students on campus. Time took me back to my college days. After the college entrance examination in purgatory, we finally ushered in a new rebirth, gathering in one place from all directions with freshness and yearning.

Dong and I are good friends in college. He is from Anhui, and he is a good man. We have the same interests as others. Even the girls we like are the same. When we are not in class, we either play ball together and experience the passion in the hot sun, or swim in the library and occasionally participate in club activities. I like the way he sweats when he dances.

The feeling of four years in college has just begun and ended. In the month of graduation season, we didn't get drunk every night. When I left, I reluctantly packed Adong's luggage. For the first time, I think Wu Tong Road on campus is too short. The closer I get to the station, the heavier my suitcase is.

"I knew you were leaving that day, but when the crowded platform was crowded with people who sent me away, I couldn't squeeze out my deep sadness. I know you have a thousand words, but you refuse to say it. "

June of that year was my first sad June. When Adong left, we agreed that never say goodbye would only take care of itself forever. Adong is gone, only the orchids we raised together are still in full bloom, and the rain in June is still falling.

Before long, Adong went to Thailand to do business with his father. When I first arrived in Thailand, Adong took many interesting photos of Thailand, such as Bangkok Grand Palace, Pearl Phuket and Pattaya, which is known as "Hawaii of the East" ... Seeing these beautiful scenery, my heart flew to Thailand. We agreed to wait until Thailand was stable.

Fate always likes to play jokes on us. Two years ago, Adong died forever because of terminal cancer. I still can't accept the news of a bolt from the blue. This time, I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye. It turns out that I am still not good at parting.

Concluding remarks

Everything in all the time will not come back. Yesterday passed and became yesterday. You can't go back to yesterday. Although there will be a new sun tomorrow, there will never be today's sun. No matter how many times I say goodbye, I still can't learn.

A flowery yard is half a study, and it has a fleeting time with the study. Time has you, and memory becomes a flower. Thank you for reading. I like reading. Please pay attention to me.

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