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The breeze blew by, and the wind chimes hanging in the air of the hut swayed with the wind. This is a special wind chime. It is special because it is a wind chime. It is "speechless" when it is swayed by the wind, but it carries a sad and beautiful past.
My adolescence came very early, but there was no trace of hard work. I just let it ferment in my heart. Because everything has to make way for the dream in my heart, I am afraid that if I indulge it a little bit, it will be like a flood gate that cannot be stopped once it is released. However, contrary to expectations, when I was nineteen years old, as the "Black July" was approaching, my emotional world blossomed into exquisite little flowers. Although it was only short-lived, it was amazing. Dickinson once said in a poem: Waiting for an hour is too long, if there is love, it will be just after this; waiting for ten thousand years is not long, if there is love, it will be the reward for waiting. Min'er is the girl next door. She broke into my long-lasting emotional world without warning, causing my emotional embankment to collapse thousands of miles away.
The beginning of a love story is often hazy and beautiful. In that continuous rainy season, our love grew and sprouted quietly in our hearts like silent seeds. Although my first love was not perfect, it was also romantic. I still remember that afternoon, dark clouds shrouded the surrounding areas, and passers-by were in a hurry, but I was complacent, because what was about to fall was the "sweet rain" that I had been waiting for for a long time. I brought the umbrella I had prepared, held it up for Miner, and walked hand in hand in the rain, enjoying the warmth under the umbrella. That time I got my wish. Thank God for creating romantic opportunities for me. "I knew you would definitely come." Miner's happy smile was like a blooming peach blossom. Min'er handed over something casually, "This is for you." A heart-shaped wind chime made of many exquisite pink flowers. "I spent several nights making this just for you." Happiness flows in my heart like trickling water. Since then, I have kept it in my sight, falling asleep with it and waking up with it.
Occasionally, Miner and I walk in the evening when the sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset. We hold each other contentedly, enjoy dreamlike love among the trees shaded by the setting sun, and look forward to a bright future. At that moment, happiness is written all over our faces. , embracing each other, we seemed to be wandering in our own "paradise". However, the good times didn't last long. Min'er's family found a job for her in the distant "Crane City". Woohoo...she was leaving me.
The night before leaving, we met each other, looking at each other in silence. I don’t know what to say, and I don’t know where to start. It was just a gentle embrace and a gentle kiss. Who would have thought that this gentle and directionless kiss would become the "final kiss" of this poignant love. That sleepless night was not due to the fragrance of kisses and lingering lips, but the fear of the coming of dawn and the fear of rejoicing
My figure is about to leave me, and I am afraid that the fragile thread of love will not be able to withstand the ravages of the wind of time and be broken. But what should come will still come, and what should go must still go. Min'er was on the train at one o'clock in the afternoon, but that morning became a blank in my life, passing by like a fleeting moment. When I picked up my luggage (of course it was Min'er's) and sent her away, our tears filled the road to the train station. We cherished each other, said goodbye to each other, cherished each other's memories, and looked forward to seeing each other again. The train going east took away everything that had happened in the past, and the kite string that maintained love was finally torn apart in the suffering. Like the clichéd love, it cannot withstand the polish of distance. Although I receive letters from Miner almost every day, expressing her longing for me, I always feel that this longing is like misty smoke, which can be seen but cannot be grasped, and my relationship has been sentenced to eternity. I always felt that Miner no longer loved me, so I broke up with Miner... My first love was unforgettable and young. My first love started in twilight, ended in suspicion of inferiority, seemed to touch the wings of an angel in panic, and then fell into the abyss of destruction. I like sensual love. Because emotional beauty is dynamic, rational beauty is static. If there is more rationality and less sensibility in love, and the two have to be well balanced, there will never be eternal love. Just like the wind chime floating in the wind, it is still swaying in the wind, perfect as before, but it only implies sadness and no longer has that subtlety and charm...
Min'er had an early dinner that night, and we met for a walk, chat, and a walk. The sun had long since lost its shadow, and the rosy clouds in the west made the sky red. Min'er and I seemed to be in a fairyland. Gently holding Min'er's hand, the skin of her hands was like gelatin, slender and smooth. I have never seen such hands in my life. Min'er buried her head in my shoulder and walked forward happily. At that moment the world seemed redundant, the two of us were the whole world. Min'er's face was filled with happiness, and her pink face looked like a blooming peach blossom. The college entrance examination and university, all of them disappeared with the clouds in the western sky and disappeared. The mountain city is small and there is not much place to go. Needless to say, it is just the tacit understanding in the heart.
Will suffice. Min'er and I walked slowly along the mountain road. As the sunset slowly faded, the hills became slightly hazy. The wind blew by, bringing a hint of coolness. Min'er and I hugged each other tightly. Shenglin Tower stands alone on the top of Nanshan Mountain, losing the smile and hustle and bustle of the day. Min'er and I climbed up the stairs and climbed the handrail, one floor, two floors... We counted the steps under our feet, and we were at the highest point of the mountain city. Accompanied by the hazy night, the mountain city is shadowy. The cool breeze blew, and Min'er's clothes fluttered, and her slender body curled up in my arms. Together we admired the beautiful night mountain city and looked forward to a bright future. At that moment, happiness was flowing in the blood of my whole body. I don’t know where the poor boy got that blessing.
The train stopped at that small station, where I would part ways with Miner.
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