Author: August (mzspectre@2 1cn.com) outside the window, drizzle blurred. Under the detection of dim street lamps, raindrops reflected psychedelic brilliance and shook my eyes, and there was a layer of smoky gauze everywhere. In the distance, the castle peak has turned dark green. The orange lighthouse floated down from a height, just like a big yellow umbrella standing in the rain, adding a little warmth to the long night. Ear came the drizzle sprinkled on the ground, the rustling on the leaves, and occasionally a few moans of Du Yu, which made the rainy night deeper and weirder.
In such a rainy night, I am sad and confused, and my heart is full of suffocation, melting the memories frozen in my heart: rainy night, platform, and you.
On that foggy night, I walked with you to the platform under an umbrella. Silent all the way. There was the sound of muddy water splashing shoelaces back to the ground and the sound of drizzle hitting the umbrella surface. I look at you sideways from time to time, but you always look ahead. White jade's face makes the street lamp glow a little yellow, which looks charming. The drizzle got into the umbrella with the wind, sprinkled on your face, hair, and long slightly curly eyelashes, condensed into a ball and became beads, reflecting dreamy light and dazzling people's eyes. Tight lips bend into a beautiful arc; Strong and small nose, showing the perseverance of never bowing; Those eyes, which should be deep and shining, are dull, revealing some confusion and deep sadness. The endless night weighs heavily on my heart, melts in the thick night, and totters with the wind and rain.
When the train appeared, everyone on the platform went crazy and pushed forward desperately. The invisible hand clenched my bleeding heart, and the pain in my heart blackened my eyes. You are about to board the train and leave, and you will meet in the foreseeable future. I know, the next stop among many stops is where you want to go. There, your family is waiting for you, a warm and beautiful life is waiting for you, and the road ahead is waiting for you. I also know that you don't want to leave this place where you have lived for many years, the mountains here, the water here and the people here.
However, you always have to leave and go to that strange and familiar place. Maybe this is the helplessness of life!
"Boo-hoo-"the train shouted at the throat, tearing the thick night. Let's go, far away, far away ...
I chased a few steps and stood at the end of the platform. Suddenly, there was lightning and thunder, and a rainstorm came. Through the thick rain curtain, I watched the train go away, far away, until there was only a black spot left, and two cold parallel but never intersecting rails extended forward and extended. ...
I don't remember how you got on the train. I only remember that you were silent and stared back at me for a long time, but you only said take care. In this treasure, I clearly feel the weight of a thousand words. Tears have blurred my eyes and slipped down the corner of my eyes.
I was so sad that I couldn't speak. I just waved my pale hand and trembled in the wind, like a blank sheet of paper floating helplessly in the wind. I don't know whether the rain curtain or the tears blocked my sight, so that I couldn't see your face clearly, but I clearly felt the tears flashing in your eyes and the pain in your heart. ...
In this way, you left, with my endless blessings, on that rainy night, that platform boarded the train and left.
Over the years, I haven't heard from you again, and the rotation of the years has gradually faded away this cherished memory. Only on such a rainy night, in such a state of mind, your memory will occasionally rise, flood in, but it is blurred. What is clearly presented are the two cold rails, which have no end, but will never intersect. ...
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