amour

At first, I thought they were colleagues on a business trip together, because the man always put a "Notes on Architectural Aesthetics" in front of him, looked at a moment, and told her a paragraph, and also carefully wrote down his thoughts in the notebook. And she, like an open-minded new person, listened very carefully to his talk about foreign architectural concepts and domestic destruction of natural landscapes. About an hour later, the girl suddenly whispered to him shyly: Read this page, let me tell you something? The man's eyes, quickly glanced at her, then went back to the book, and then bowed his head and smiled: well, good. After a while, the man turned a page of the book, and the girl finally spoke happily: I want to find a kindergarten internship, can you give me some advice on how to get them to accept me? The man almost did not think, and soon in a experienced tone, told her how to write a resume, recommend to want to go to the unit, and how to effectively apply the knowledge in the book, after talking for nearly half an hour, found that the girl's sight, always motionless gently staring at his eyes, this was embarrassed to stop and smile: Say more, in fact, you will understand this yourself.

The man went back to the book, the girl silently ate a few oranges, suddenly shouted: teeth ache, it seems acid poured down. At the end of the story, the man who read just a few lines looked at her repaired teeth, and talked about the tiger teeth that had been corrected for nearly two years before the braces were removed, and how the pain could be suppressed when the teeth were pulled out, why other pain, but in the bottom of my heart, could not be eliminated? The man looked at the green piece of jade on the girl's thin wrist, and argued that some lack of confidence: In fact, I think that no matter what kind of pain, it is able to find a way to dissolve, and people are alive to learn how to constantly come out between one pain and another. I sat on the opposite side, pretending to look out the window of the scenery, but still in the man's words, heard his so-called pain, but is a code word for this extramarital love. Speaking of such a degree, both sides have already understood that this love, like the journey, sooner or later, is to have an end, but the girl herself, in self-deception.

The man fell into the book, I always do not know, this book, how on earth attracted him, let him in the girl is obviously just for nothing to find words with him to say lonely, still able to concentrate on reading. Finally, the girl so again and again "disturb", finally let him sigh, lovingly pat the girl's hand, said, tired, lie on my shoulder to sleep. The girl became quiet this time, leaning on the man's broad arm, and said no more; But a thin hand, it is the man's skin slightly loose big hand, firmly hold. During this period, the man took a phone call, the tone is plain, look tired said, do not have to pick him up at the station, he can take a taxi back. After hanging up the girl very obstinately took his mobile phone over, turned the text messages inside, and said that they had been deleted. The man did not say a word, but very indifferent to look at the girl with the text message deletion, look, there is a moment of gloom and helplessness, but then, and replied to nature, said, yes, the deletion, the space is full, the mobile phone response is slow. Two people for the first time, like a real couple, head to head, shoulder to shoulder, look at the text messages, one by one disappeared. Then he closed his eyes and snuggled up to sleep.

When the conductor began to warn that the train was coming to the station, everyone began to pack their bags. The passion of both of them, however, began to burn, almost audible in the air, crackling and burning. The girl said, it's almost to the station, I don't know when we will meet next time, I get home, I will call you in public. The man said that the last time because did not call you back, you were angry, in fact, it is really too busy, too tired, it is not that I forgot you, otherwise, this time to Beijing, will not think of buying this jade for you. The girl said, I know, but I still can't help feeling sad. The man said, I know that too, but you have to believe me, I won't forget you...

This is the last love words that the man says to the girl when the train stops. But the opposite of me, but finally in this seemingly tender words, for the girl really sad. Yes, he wouldn't forget her, but so what? Remember and love, is not the same. What the girl needs is all his love, and she is willing to burn her youth for this. And he, can give, but is irresponsible "remember", he used this simple sentence, will easily shirk the responsibility of love.

As we reached the door of the train, I heard the man beg hesitantly in a low voice: Shall we go separately? Maybe they'll pick me up. The girl, after this sentence, picked up a big bag, nodded her head, and mixed into the noisy crowd. I turned around and saw the man looking at the door for a while, then walked toward a middle-aged woman by the colonnade. To my left, a happy boy was hugging his girlfriend and kissing her warmly. The girl who had no one to pick up the station disappeared in the moment I turned back.

Perhaps, there will never be someone who can understand the girl's sadness. And I, the only person who has passed through this love, will not give her sympathy. Because the scars in her heart are just that she went in the wrong direction at the beginning. And a flower, clearly knowing that it is not the season to bloom, but also all the accumulated fragrance, all released, and finally suffered from the cold and heat of the outside world, and can not blame others.

Go to the small theater to see Meng Jinghui director's drama "Rhino in love" again, the stage summary said that A loves B, B loves C, C loves D, and the two people who love each other are destined to separate. A couple sitting next to them looked at each other in fear in the dim light. And then, as if nothing had happened, turned around to embrace the actors in the stands. But I still in this second of silence, peep around the love, bloom, flowers and leaves, as thin as the gosser cracks.

Mingming and the road for love almost disease-like dedication, in this era, almost become scarce flowers and plants. Occasionally see in the dark corner, you will not feel cherished, or surprised, but will be untimely bloom, give birth to compassion and sympathy.

In this era, the road is destined to be treated as a patient by us secular people and locked up in a mental hospital. He could have been like the rest of us, after getting a doctorate, finding a good job, and a lover who can have a life of fireworks, and then waiting for children, waiting for promotion, waiting for the glory and status that should be and should not be. But he happened to be a girl who did not love him, waiting stupidly, and gave up all ordinary Guanghua.

I think of a friend who is studying for a doctor. He once loved a girl from a poor mountain area. We all thought that with his own ability, after graduation, he could live a happy life with the girl in this city. He could go to a university and be a teacher. And she can find a job as a clerk in a certain unit. The house, the car, the kids, you can take your time.

The friend's father, however, categorically disapproved of his union with the girl. He took her home, but her father refused to see her. He did not know where such a beautiful and lovely girl could not enter his father's eyes. When the girl left, the father earnestly taught him, saying, you must find a girl who is really helpful to your future, or she works with you, not bad up and down; Or, her parents and relatives are powerful enough to help you in your career.

Under such guidance, friends met with another girl of superior family arranged by their parents and quickly got together. The girl's parents, sure enough, helped him find a good home when he graduated. And after the purchase of marriage evaluation title, he also came all the way, effortless. When we met again a few years later, he was the most triumphant of our group. In speech and manner, there was the pride and ease of the upper class.

Someone asked him, in private, if he ever thought of the girl with whom he had been deeply in love? He paused a moment, then looked out into the unknown distance and said, what's the use of thinking? Life, not love, the so-called sweet, but it is the feeling of the moment, after the past, as usual to work for the world; So, being realistic is a sign that a man is mature and mentally healthy.

It turns out that indulging in love, and leaving the normal track of life for it, this era will ruthlessly push a man into the operating room of mental illness. It's like, in The Rhino in Love, the road cut off from the rest of the world.

For some people, love is a disease, similar to a fever, or a cold, and once you get it, the whole person will be disoriented, top-heavy, groggy. Moreover, all the organs are dull, and you can only smell the taste of love, even if it is a shallow thin trace. You can ignore all the other smells, sounds and colors.

For others, love is a kind of scenery that can be enjoyed by the roadside, anyone who walks by can pick it down, play with it, and once it is time to leave, they can discard it without concern and pursue a more beautiful scene ahead.

Most of us, are the tourists, no matter how to yearn, after all, or in the front of love, turned the corner, around the open road. And that secluded path is left to poets to sing. All we need to do is to read, in front of a floor-to-ceiling window in the warm sunshine, the poem written by a poet whom the world regarded as sick, with a heart tormented by love.

Just like this and warm sunshine, clean air, bright study, open French Windows, elegant curtains, can overlook the balcony, comfortable rattan chair, so that we can finally close our eyes, miss the love that we dropped on the path full of flowers.

And at such a moment, we suddenly found that the love like disease, in such a crowded and lively life, has been like the morning dew, evaporating, and there is no trace.

We became a completely healthy earthly human being.