There is a woman who is not bound by love, hatred, or troubled by food, clothing, coldness and warmth. Her life is like a flash in the pan, short but dazzling! When she became famous, she chose to destroy everything by committing suicide.
Without a charming face, a melodious singing voice, and a graceful figure, her life seems to be just for walking around the world in a free and unrestrained way. Even though the sea has changed, the ruthless knife of time has made her look pale. , determination still flashed in her pupils! Perhaps her life is destined to be full of ups and downs, and she is different from others. The cold arrogance, intelligence, and sharpness that have been in her bones since she was a child make her unwilling to be an ordinary woman when she grows up, sitting in a moss-covered courtyard. She married her husband and raised her children. During the most glorious years of her life, she resolutely chose to wander. The deserts and mountains of the northwest left her footprints. In this way, at the right time, she met Liang Shanbo in her life. , she was attracted and impressed by his handsome appearance, full of knowledge, and like-minded ideals. Then, they fell in love. The Buddha said: It took five hundred times of looking back in the previous life to exchange for one passing by in this life. They also had They had vowed to each other, but they were no match for the sudden fate. The first man who made her heart throb died, and her world collapsed. Her tears dried up. After being heartbroken, he put on his backpack. Stepping into the future they once met! For such an otherworldly girl, the destined encounter must be cherished even if it is broken, right? So she put her feelings aside, but if she traveled alone for a long time, she would forget where she came from? Where to go? She felt that there would be no more feelings in her life, and she was heartbroken after losing her beloved. Just when she thought she would take things as they came, she developed feelings for Wang Luobin, an artist who was thirty years older than her. Perhaps this feeling was mixed with admiration and admiration, but she fell in love. She regarded Wang Luobin as The crutch in her life, regardless of the objections of her parents, relatives and friends, even if other people in the world agreed that this love was just a tool for her to forget about yesterday when she held hands and looked at each other, she didn't care. This love sprouted in Hongyan's letters. The growth ended after three months. Every night, she looked at the sea and called his name over and over again in her heart, until her face burst into tears and until dawn rose. Her life was full of confusion, but now, she only has paper and ink to accompany her! , she wanted to turn into a wisp of wind, free and unrestrained. She was so tired, and there was nothing more sorrowful than death. But now, she was exhausted mentally and physically. I don’t know when autumn turned into the season of farewell. She looked up at the bright moon, and she thought, Maybe she should stop. She has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world. Only love is a wound in her heart that will never heal. It is also a regret in life. In a thousand reincarnations, I will definitely find you. She really wants to catch you. The breath of love. The next day, the news of her suicide and death shocked the whole of Taiwan. The parents were heartbroken but could never bring back their daughter's soul. The life of the dashing lady finally came to an end.
I am also a girl, and I will become a woman one day. I am in my youth, but I live a formulaic life. Day by day, I am just plagiarizing today from yesterday, and there is nothing new. In other words, my life does not have the freedom of "I can bend my waist to serve the powerful and make me unhappy", nor the tenderness and romance of "Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies", the beauty of life, the youth of the king of life, but I can only I was buried in the test questions, but Sanmao's life made me sober. Ten thousand years is too long. I seize the day, cherish the present, and create some pink memories for my life. I heard the symphony of life from Sanmao. , it was majestic and light, and I saw the flower of life blooming, it was gorgeous and beautiful. The value of life does not lie in its length, but in whether it is truly a joyful journey. Sanmao's life is like the hot sun at noon, burning everyone who desires to change and own her, so people passing by will only go there. Looking up to her, she will never live in other people's lives, because she is acting out her own legendary story. Sometimes, I also envy Sanmao for being able to meet Jose and help each other. I am imagining what it will be like when I grow up. Will I be as lucky as Sanmao to have a person who doesn't need too many words between each other, but will put care in my heart and focus in my eyes.
Will he wander the world and soar in the sky like San Mao? The answer is: no! Because I am afraid, afraid of spending time alone in the dark, afraid of being attacked by wind and sand. Maybe this is the difference between me and Sanmao, or maybe life is a hide and seek, and Sanmao plays the active role in this game! Some people are dead, but he is alive, some people are alive, but they are dead, Sanmao is the former!
After years of reincarnation, some people still remember that there was once a woman named Sanmao who used her tender hands to open the door of the times and walked into her legendary life!
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