There is love in the heart

When I first came to the United States, I was a guest at a classmate's home. He was a handsome and talented man, but he married a woman who was far from compatible in both talent and appearance. What was particularly puzzling was that he had abandoned his girlfriend, whom he had been dating in China for many years and whom he had been talking about getting married.

"My parents and brothers do not understand me!" He pointed around. "But look, I have a house, furniture, savings, and a green card. Who gave me that?" "He sighed." After 35 years old, many things are relaxed. I have worked hard all my life and hope to have a good few days."

But, I think, who does he really love in his heart?

Read Mr. Xie Jiaxiao's "Zhang Daqian Biography", read more than 500 pages, to the "afterword", and found an important text, the general idea is that Zhang Daqian's later life, although there is his wife Xu Wenbo in the side, but in the prime of life, Yang Wanjun is to accompany him through thick and thin, and love each other the deepest. Help Zhang Daqian escape from the Japanese is Yang Wanjun, accompany him Dunhuang face wall, suffering from wind and frost is Yang Wanjun. Just WHEN Mr. Big THOUSAND ACCEPTS XIE JiaXIAO interview, but rarely mentions the most important woman in his life.

Mr. Xie Jiaxiao said: "Is he taking care of XU Wenbo, and avoid praising Yang Wanjun?"

"In his will at the age of 80, especially in the BEquest section, he wrote to his wife Yeo Wan-jun. It shows that in the heart of Mr. Thousand, to the end did not forget and Yang Wanjun a period of deep feeling years."

Close the book, I have to admire Mr. Xie Jiaxiao as a journalist, the attitude of seeking truth from facts. It was 13 years after the completion of the Biography of Zhang Daqian and 10 years after the death of the old man that he finally spoke out.

This is not Mr. Daqian did not say, but buried in the bottom of his heart for more than 30 years?

Also think of have "the early Republic of China talented woman" of Lin Huiyin that say, after be in love with Xu Zhimo with vitality and vitality, suffer secular and family pressure finally, married Liang Sicheng of Liang Qichao's son.

Liang Sicheng is no less talented than Xu Zhimo. He was a pioneer in the study of ancient Chinese architecture. To this day, his works 40 years ago are still regarded as classics by the world architecture community.

After all, Liang Sicheng, who has traveled all over China and studied in the West, has different minds. After Xu Zhimo plane crashes, Liang Sicheng specially rushes to the spot, picks up a piece of aircraft debris, gives his wife. Lin is said to have hung it on her bedroom wall for the rest of her life.

Everyone has his own mind, in the depths of the heart, not necessarily the other half of the marriage.

A high-flying friend said to me, "I owe nothing to anyone in my life. To my parents, I am filial; To friends, I do justice; To my wife, I indulge. If I owe anything, I owe it to only one person -- my girlfriend from middle school. She got pregnant with my baby, and I told her to have an abortion, and she had to pay for it, and I was so poor, I couldn't pay for it. The problem is that I am not only poor, but also gutless, and I dare not accompany her to the hospital."

He gave a long sigh: "To this day, I remember her pale face after the abortion. She never blamed me, but the older I got, the more I blamed myself..."

He searched for her for many years, using his friend's name in the newspaper many times, but never heard of her.

No wonder there's a new industry in Japan looking for the first lover. It is said that many lovers, separated by 60 or 70 years, hug each other and cry when they meet, and find each other is still their favorite.

One day, I received a telephone call from an elder, whose voice was distant and fragile. It was an old friend whom my mother had not seen for more than ten years.

Mother was surprised and got up from bed in a hurry, forgetting to wear a hearing aid and babbling.

I grabbed the phone and said let me know and I'll pass it on.

The OLD MAN ON THE OTHER END OF THE TELEPHONE, THE TONE IS VERY calm: "TELL her, I miss her very much!"

Some time later, I received a letter from South America. The old man's children said that soon after his mother put down the phone, she died - brain cancer!

She broke the news to her mother with trepidation. The mother, who is in her 80s, did not immediately move, but sighed, "I have not called for many years. When I received the call, I knew it was bad. She is really an old sister, since childhood together, decades of not seeing, dying still miss me. But when all my old friends are gone, who will I miss when I go?"

The mother turned and sat down in the corner of the bed, sobbing.

Is not everyone in the depths of the heart, there are hidden some characters, accompanied by joy and sorrow, usually lock it up. I dare not touch, more do not want outsiders to know, until some of the days of spiritual clarity, or the moment of the return of light, secular heart weak, no longer lock, finally figure emerge?

Will one day, when we go to the moment, suddenly found that the love of life, is the one who has been forgotten for many years......