Spring. The yellow Yuan Ye turned green. New green leaves grow on the dead branches. The sunshine smiles gently at everyone, and birds are singing and flying. Flowers are blooming, red flowers, white flowers and purple flowers. Stars are shining, red stars, green stars and white stars. Blue sky, free wind, beautiful love like a dream.
everyone has spring. No matter you or me, everyone can have laughter, love and intoxication in spring.
however, autumn cries in spring.
this spring, in the charming ancient city of the south, I sent away a period of my time.
the autumn rain has fallen, but it has been swept away by the spring wind.
On a sunny day after the rain, I walked along a muddy road with two friends. Walking across the stone bridge and the path beside the field, I visited a woman from the south, a crazy girl I had never met before.
in front of a small farmhouse, we stopped. A little girl who spoke a language I didn't understand opened a black wooden gate for us, which was completely different from that in my novel. This is the home of the local rich.
in a dark room, I saw our host. Wide shelf bed, wide mat, thin quilt. She sat up and I saw her upper body. It's a girl of flowering age.
the three of us sat on a bench opposite her. A friend explained his purpose. She just laughed silently, laughing like crying. I looked at her silently. I will understand everything my friend told me. During our stay there for more than half an hour, we talked less than ten sentences and saw her smile more than ten times in autumn.
don't let her come out, I have a bitter heart in autumn. I remembered my purpose, my purpose to help her, and I almost cried.
A girl, a girl of blooming age ... I know the meaning of madness for the first time in my life.
My hard work for many years, my book written with blood and tears, and my life goals are all: helping people, making everyone get spring, making everyone's heart bright, everyone's life happy and everyone's development free. I aroused people's desire, the desire for light; I put a career in front of people, a career worthy of dedication. However, all my efforts were destroyed by another force. After awakening a young soul, only let him or her suffer more embarrassing ravages and torture.
so the girl went crazy. Unreasonable social system, illiberal marriage, the bondage of traditional ideas, and the tyranny of the family have destroyed many young souls who are blooming. In my twenty-eight years, so many shadows have accumulated. In that autumn laugh, I saw the bodies of a whole generation of young people in the past. I seem to hear a painful voice saying, "This should be over."