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Cherish the name

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    The youth hostel has been open for a year, and many things have happened in this year. Every time I think about it, I feel puzzled and regretful.  I have always maintained a feeling of cherishing the present, so my life is still relatively stable.

    I remember in April, the girl Dali from Chongqing, the boy Kaihui from Fujian, the long-legged and quiet Juanjuan, and the chef Xiong Xiong. Everyone was there and lived a harmonious and happy life. Everyone cooked and ate together (of course,  I was always called to do the dishes, so I played tricks once in a while, and it didn¡¯t work out later), we went to sing and chat together.  Everyone is moving towards that dream step by step in this harmonious environment.  And I, as a participant in this life, as well as a bystander, have always maintained the feeling of cherishing the present, because I know that people will eventually be separated, maybe because of time, maybe because of geography, maybe because of reasons that can be reasoned.

    Nimo is a dog that everyone likes very much. Every time he comes, I call him "big grandson". Once I sprayed him with perfume all over his body, and then he treats me more. I will lead nimo there  See beauties on Chunxi Road, go to Taikoo Li for a wild ride.

    ? One day, Italy called me as soon as I went downstairs early in the morning, and said a few words in a crying voice. I didn't hear all of them clearly. I only learned from the phone that my "eldest grandson" was hit by a bus downstairs.  I ran downstairs wearing a vest, and saw nimo lying on the side of the road, and he never called out again.  In Italy's tears, I thought of the dog that was alive and kicking.

    Not long after, these friends all left my youth hostel. I would like to express my sincere blessings for their departure, and wish everyone who leaves have a better life in another region.  After a long time, I will start to miss those lively and peaceful days.

    When someone goes, someone will come.  This man didn't just come to my hostel, he came to my heart.  I haven't been in a relationship for almost four years. The moment I saw her bright smiling face and clear eyes, I couldn't help but take a few more glances.  She chased me, and I was very troubled to see her that day, so I accompanied her to interview for a job.  After the successful interview, she happily said that she would invite me to watch a movie.  In fact, I bought the movie tickets for the afternoon very early that day, because I could only buy one next to it, so I bought two, thinking that it would be more comfortable to watch by myself with an empty seat next to it.  When she said to invite me to watch a movie, I thought maybe this was the fate given by God, so I told her I should invite her, because someone just gave me two movie tickets.

    After watching the movie, I went back to the hostel. She said there was something to do, and we separated.  When she came back in the evening, she wore a lovely pink dress and invited me to go shopping, saying that she wanted to see more of the scenery of Chengdu.  And as a caring person, I naturally do my part.  On the streets of Fuhe, she asked me what kind of girl I like and whether I would like a girl like her.  Looking into her eyes, I was at a loss for a few seconds, then looked at her quietly.  What I thought in my heart was that she didn't know me well enough, so she just revealed what was on her mind, and I said yes to her with a heartbeat.  She took my hand happily, lowered her head, and looked shy.

    The whole scene was a bit like the feeling of first love. I have to admit that I felt very happy at that moment.

    We fell in love and ignored the feelings of other singles in the hostel. Our sweet appearance is like the sun in summer, which is too dazzling.

    I remember she always asked me how far we can go, but I sincerely replied that we should cherish the present, the future will never come, people will always change, and the world is unpredictable.

    The breakup was proposed by her, and I agreed, and then we got back together twice, and we broke up twice, she chased me, I agreed, she said to break up, and I also agreed.  Of course the experience was not pleasant, but in retrospect, I still feel happy, there will be a smile on my face, and there will be blessings.  To this day, I prefer to think of those happy scenes happily, and forget all the bad ones one by one.

    Whenever we meet again, I will take the initiative to avoid it, and I don't want to disturb her pursuit of happiness.  I may be too cold and indifferent.

    This morning, a little girl who lived here told me bitterly that her father died in an accident on the way to Chengdu to see her, and she wanted to go home immediately.  Saying goodbye in a hurry, I went to buy cigarettes myself, originally saying to quit smoking.

    Before leaving, the little girl told me that you should cherish it, or you can go home today to accompany your parents.  I promised her yes, and helped her take her luggage downstairs, and I left.  Because of the night of tears, she has matured a lot, and her thin shoulders are carrying injuries that may have lasted for many years.

    Suddenly I remembered a poem related to Tsangyang Gyatso (it is rumored that it was written by him, but it is not certain):

    ? Thousands of mountains and rivers in life

    Let you say goodbye one by one

    ? The buried flowers open and close to a certain degree

    The fruit of Bodhi played the empty mountain

    tell me

    you hide??The footprints under the fallen leaves

    ? How many festivals are implied

    just for me to get away with it

    First, they misunderstood each other on both sides of the Lhasa River

    Then spend your whole life running towards each other

    The past is only to be remembered, how much of the present is left for us to go to the past?  What should we do every step we take in the long river of time?  Will you sit alone on the bedside one night, tearful and tearful because of a certain scene in your mind, and tell yourself in your heart that you really didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth at that time, and you didn't cherish it at all.

    I remember going home to visit my grandma at the end of last month. My grandma is already eighty-six years old and has been in bed for a long time. Few relatives have visited her.  I only chatted with her that time. I remember that before I left, I held her bony hands and told her that I will come back to see you next month for your birthday.

    Her hands were cold, but the tears in her cloudy eyes were hot.  She was looking straight at me, and I was looking at her.

    Cherish every touch we have, and count down the days when we miss it, with a smile in the corner of our eyes, like a treasured wine, it will be full of fragrance.  This is my wishful thinking, and also my affectionate confession, and you, will you accept my love?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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