The so-called beauty is by the water
Dewey likes to stroll along the school paths in his spare time. The autumn breeze is gentle, but it brings a bit of coolness, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus floats in the distance. , the time is quiet, with a lazy and comfortable atmosphere. The maple leaves on the roadside have been dyed red by the seasons, and they rustle when stepped on. It is the sound he likes, fine, continuous, and thick, like the movement of life.
Find a quiet place, a book, and spend the entire lunch break like this. Most of the time, Dewey is quiet. Unlike other boys, he likes basketball, sports, and playing. The melody of a piece of music, a touching story, and a meditation in solitude can all become his world. Some people say that his temperament is like that of a girl, with a unique kind of tranquility, but he is not annoyed and still enjoys his own happiness.
When Dewey was watching intently, a clear voice came from beside him: "Hello, can you take a photo for me?"
Dewey looked up, and the girl was shy. She smiled at him, her slightly round cheeks were a little pink, wearing a blue chiffon skirt, holding her mobile phone in her hand, Pingting stood upright in front of her. A girl who is very comfortable to look at, the so-called beauty, is on the water side. Dewey thought.
Politely said: "Of course."
Dewey had never seen a person show such a natural expression and casual posture when taking photos deliberately. The wind passed by her hair and shoulders, maple leaves danced around her, and her quiet smile rippled through her skirts. It perfectly blended with everything around her, naturally and generously. It seems to have a kind of moisture that can warm a person's mood. Dewey had the illusion that he was just a passer-by who couldn't help but take pictures when he saw the beautiful scenery, instead of her specifically "inviting" to take pictures.
This is the first time we met. It's just that they didn't even know each other's name. They said thank you and left. It seemed like a gust of wind passed by without a trace.
It’s just that when some people meet, they are destined to be in a hurry. Once you meet some people, it is the beginning of a story, a love story.
When we meet again, we are in the second grade of high school. We are in the same class and at the same table. However, in each other's memories, there seems to be no trace of each other's existence, just like meeting them for the first time.
Briefly introduce yourself, smile and chat.
Her name was Yang Die, an ordinary name. He didn't know at that time how much he was looking forward to giving this name his surname in the days to come.
He likes to call her little girl, but only in his heart. Since when did it start? The so-called beauty is not about the water, but about the heart.
Maybe it was the first meeting in the maple forest, the moment when she looked back and smiled, that natural and generous expression, yes, he had already remembered that once, she asked him to take a picture, and he was She was amazed.
Perhaps it was in that late autumn season that he and she always met unexpectedly in a quiet time, listening to the gentle breeze in the forest together. The sound was soft and comfortable, solemn and full, which was the sound of autumn. The sound is the sound of silence. She picked up her favorite maple leaves as bookmarks, and he read his favorite book. Occasionally, he looked up at her, and she smiled to herself. The sunshine is faint, the time is peaceful, each has its own world, but they are also connected to each other.
In the endless time, there will always be that one person who amazes your time, looking for you in dimly lit places, just to take one more look at you.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, even the stars are no longer talking. There is a slight snoring in the room. All the classmates have fallen asleep. Dewey looks at the writing on the notebook and starts to be in a daze. The breeze is still so slow, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is still It smells just like the first time I saw it.
People say that it is easy to fall in love but difficult to stay together, but he has never even been in love, it is just a secret love, and secret love is a run that never ends.
It’s not that he is timid and dare not confess, but it is the critical moment of his senior year in high school. He does not want to disturb each other’s tranquility. The college entrance examination is a scary and amiable word. If he successfully controls it, it will be heaven. If you fail, it's hell. He thought, let’s fight together.
A fair lady, a good gentleman
Some people say that the sky in June is gray, while others say that the sky in June is blue. Dewey’s June is a mixture of gray and blue. .
Both he and she were admitted to a good university, but they were not in the same city.
When he sets foot in a strange city and walks on familiar yet unfamiliar forest paths, he always longs for that familiar and graceful figure to appear in her eyes, smiling at him and saying hello. . But no, the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed, and it bloomed so richly that it seemed a little lonely, just like his heart.
He began to like using leaves to make bookmarks. He remembered that she said, "Pick up the red maple leaves one by one, write down the warm words between us, and treasure them as bookmarks. When the time comes, In the quiet time, I carefully took it out, counted the clear veins, smelled the familiar fragrance of ink in my memory, and the warm words were still in my ears, but the sweetheart was not there.
It was night, and Dewey was haunted by the unforgettable lovesickness. Unable to sleep, he opened the book, and a leaf fell, which she gave to him. It has her handwriting on it, which is beautiful and quiet, just like her character.
The autumn wind blew my hair and I walked by
The moon began to smile
I broke a sprig of osmanthus
to decorate September Dream
The dark night has wings
Take me to fly to where the green grass clings
If possible, Dewey wished he could take her to fly She longed for the land with green grass. She used to say that a person walking in the mortal world has too many ties. There are thousands of scenery along the way, but she only fell in love with a piece of green, which is the color of hope.
That woman with a charming smile always has a piece of pure land in her heart, where she can plant grass and cultivate happiness. When will I be planted?
Dewey began to write at his desk, writing a love letter about "a fair lady and a gentleman." He wanted to stop having a secret love. The taste of secret love was like drinking beer, full of bitterness in the mouth, but as long as Seeing her smiling calmly, the wine seemed to bloom on the tip of the tongue, with the slightest sweetness. Only those who have been drunk can understand the true taste. It’s just that after a long time, this sweetness is not enough.
He said she was a forbidden fruit. Even in this era, puppy love is no longer uncommon, but in Dewey's heart, it is not allowed to like someone in high school. In the unpredictable future, the forbidden fruit may become Bitter fruit. But I still tasted it, and I couldn't stop it, and I enjoyed it as much as sugar.
Unexpectedly, she agreed to be his girlfriend.
He was so happy that he could finally call her little girl. He regarded her as a treasure. He would drive for several hours during holidays to see her, buy her a lot of delicious food, and ask her best friends about her preferences and everything about her.
She was also very good to him and felt sorry for him running back and forth, so she stipulated that they would take turns to meet in their respective cities. Knowing that he was working part-time to earn money to send her delicious food and books that she liked to read, she didn't care. If you want those things again, tell him that she loves him and she won't allow it.
Dewey often wondered, is this what people call meeting the right person at the right time? Some people also doubted that they had never gotten along as a couple. They were in a long-distance relationship from the beginning, and it would be difficult to stay together and know each other forever.
But Dewey felt that when happiness knocks on the door, he just wants to hug it and enjoy it. This is a feast that lives up to the invitation of youth.
Qingqing Zijin, long in my heart
Time flies, they have always been so ordinary, knowing each other and getting along with each other. In four years, their relationship has become increasingly deep, and he is no longer He needed to ask others about her hobbies, which he was already familiar with.
Due to the helplessness of work, after graduating from college, she still couldn't live in the same city. Her relatives helped her find a job related to her major, and the pay was good. It was a state-owned enterprise, but she had to move south. He still sticks to the land in his hometown, where his elderly grandmother who loves him needs to be taken care of. He cannot give up everything here and struggle with him in such a city.
After four years of love, she also understood him, but she was inevitably a little lonely. In such a strange city, far away from the care of her parents, without the playfulness of friends, and still without him to protect her...
She is just a little girl born in an ordinary family, in the bustling city After making a living, the heart is a little tired after all. I long for a shoulder to lean on when I am tired, someone to hold her in my arms and have a good rest when I am tired.
When her only better colleague got a boyfriend and was having sex all day long, she finally couldn't help but call Dewey.
"I know your pain, but we have been in a long-distance relationship for four years. We originally hoped to work in the same city after graduation and stay together for a lifetime. But now, we are in a long-distance relationship again. Do we have to do this after we get married? A different place?"
Dewey was silent for a long time: "Girl, my job has just stabilized here, and my grandma has been sick frequently recently. I really can't..."
Yang Die's voice began Choking: "I know all this, but I can't give up everything here. I don't care what you want me to do, either you come here to work or break up..."
Dewey Listening to the beeping sound of the phone, his heart hurt like needles. Why didn't he want to be with him?
Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely. Sing alone until dawn.
There are too many helplessness in life. It turns out that love is a matter of two people, and marriage is a matter of two families. It is true. The love of youth is still too young and not considered thoroughly enough.
After her willfulness, she began to regret that she shouldn't have forced Dewey, but ah, Qingqing Zijin, my heart is long. Which girl doesn’t want to work and live together in the same city with the person she loves? I'm still waiting for him to take me to see the sea, let the sea breeze kiss my little feet, pick up shells on the beach, run in the sea breeze, he gently chases behind me...
Persistent In the hands of his son, he grew old together
In the end, Dewey went south. He didn't want fast-food love, and he didn't want the relationship that had lasted so many years to go down the drain. What he felt even more distressed was that she was alone and out of town with no one to take care of her. He felt sorry for her stomach trouble caused by this incident, so after communicating with her parents, he quit his current job and went south to find a job.
It’s just that for a student who has just graduated, it is difficult to find a suitable job.
In a major like civil engineering, most of the work requires traveling abroad, and you must obey the orders of your superiors. We finally got together, but if we were sent abroad, we would be right back where we started.
One month, two months, one interview after another, one notification after another, confidence and patience were scattered all over the place with the wind.
Dewey gradually began to understand that there are some things that cannot be achieved only by hard work.
Yang Die also began to understand that life is not as easy as imagined. Falling in love is easy, but staying together is difficult. Love needs to be supported by life. It is a mixture of firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
So, she compromised. He gave up his original job for her, and she gave up her original persistence for him.
Everything seemed to have settled, but Dewey refused. If he persisted, he should persist to the end. In these days, apart from interviews, he tried every means to get her delicious food. He finally saw that her face was no longer as pale and haggard as when they first met. If she returned to the original point, the girl would not take good care of herself.
Later, he got a job in her city. Even though it was not very satisfactory, Dewey believed that as long as the two of them could support each other, be more considerate, and have a life filled with love, normal life would be better. The food made with the firewood, rice, oil and salt is also delicious and delicious, and you can definitely hold your hand and grow old together.