When the boy and the girl fell in love for the first time, the boy folded a thousand paper cranes for the girl and hung them in the girl's room.
The boy said to the girl, "These one thousand paper cranes represent a thousand parts of my heart.
At that time, the boy and the girl were feeling the sweetness and happiness of love every second.
Then the girl gradually distanced herself from the boy. The girl got married and went to France, to Paris which appeared in her dream countless times.
The girl and the boy broke up, said to the boy, we must all face up to reality, marriage is a second cast for women, I must grasp all the opportunities
will, you are too poor, I can hardly imagine the days of our union ......
The boy, after the girl went to France, has sold newspapers, worked as a temp, did petty trading, and at every job he tried to do.
Many years passed, and with the help of his friends and his own efforts, he finally had a company of his own.
He was rich, but he still couldn't forget the girl in his heart.
One day when it was raining, the boy saw a couple of old people walking slowly in front of him from his black Audi.
The boy recognized them as the girl's parents, so the boy decided to follow them.
He wanted to show them that not only did he own a small car, but he also owned a villa and a company, to show them that he wasn't poor, he was the young boss.
The boy followed them in a slow car all the way. It rained incessantly, and despite the fact that the pair had umbrellas, they were drenched by the slanting rain.
When they reached their destination, the boy froze, it was a cemetery.
He saw the girl, who was smiling sweetly at him in the porcelain image of the tombstone.
And beside the tiny grave, strings of paper cranes hung from thin wires, looking so vivid in the drizzle.
The girl's parents told the boy that the girl had not gone to Paris, that the girl had cancer, and that the girl had gone to heaven.
The girl wanted the boy to get ahead and have a warm home, that's why the girl did what she did.
She said she knew the boy and thought he would make it.
The girl said that if the boy ever visits her at the cemetery, please bring a few paper cranes anyway.
The boy went down on his knees and knelt in front of the girl's grave, tears streaming down his face.
The rain on Qingming Festival didn't know how to stop and drenched the boy.
The boy remembered the innocent smiling face of the girl many years ago, and the boy's heart began to bleed downward drop by drop as he watched.
The pair walked out of the cemetery when they saw the boy standing not far away, the car door already open for the old man.
A mournful song came out of the car stereo, "My heart, no regrets, over and over again it's all for you, a thousand paper cranes, a thousand loves, flying in the wind ......"
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Cherish what you love!
There is no medicine for regrets in the world
Wife is a little tail, wherever I go she has to ask. I am tired of it, but she is happy to do it. However, this little tail disappeared forever on that late night when it was raining heavily ......
I was in a very sad mood, filled with guilt and pain, and I couldn't forgive myself for my faults.
On my wedding day, my wife bought me a cell phone with the money she spent on the ring. That night, the two of us were under the covers debugging the ringing of the cell phone over and over again. We felt that life is like this ringtone, loud, pleasant, full of longing and hope. From that day on, I often received calls from her, "Hubby, buy some groceries and come home after work." "Hubby, I miss you, I love you." "Hubby, let's go to mom's house for dinner together in the evening." My heart was very warm. Once, I forgot to charge my cell phone, and happened to accompany the leadership to the grassroots level, socializing to the middle of the night before returning home, pushed open the door of the room to see, I found my wife has long been crying red eyes. It turned out that from the time I left work, she called every quarter of an hour, I was not in the service area. Wife more anxious, always think what happened in the accident, and then every ten minutes to call, until I pushed open the door, she just put the microphone down. I was unimpressed with my wife's fussiness, "I'm not a kid, what else could have happened?" Instead, my wife said she had a premonition that I wouldn't come back until I answered the phone, and I patted her on the head and laughed, "Idiot!" However, since then I have never forgotten to charge my cell phone in time.
Then I got promoted, had money, and changed my cell phone for several. Suddenly one day, I remembered that I owed my wife that ring, so I was excited to pull her to the commercial building. But she hesitated and said, "What's the use of a platinum diamond ring on your finger? Buy me a cell phone, will you? I can contact you often." So I bought her a cell phone.
That day, one of us was in the bedroom and the other in the living room, sending short messages to each other and having a great time.
One night, my coworkers and I went to a friend's house to play cards, and were playing in the heat of the moment when my wife called, "Where are you? How come you're not home yet?" "I'm playing cards at a coworker's house." "When will you be back?" "Stay a while." Losing and winning, winning and losing, the wife's phone calls again and again. It was raining heavily outside, and my wife's phone rang again: "Where on earth are you? What are doing? Come back here!" "Didn't I tell you? I'm playing at a coworker's house, how can I go back when it's raining so hard!" "Then you tell me where you are, I'll pick you up!" "No need!" The friends who were playing cards with me laughed at me, and I turned off my cell phone.
The day dawned, I lost both hands empty, friends with a car to send me home, I did not expect the door is locked, his wife is not at home. Just then, the phone rang, is the mother-in-law called, the caller cried: she came out in the rain late at night, riding a bicycle, with an umbrella to find my colleague's home, looking for a family and a family, on the way to the car accident, never woke up.
I opened my cell phone, only to see an unread message on it: "Have you forgotten? Today is our wedding anniversary ah! I'm coming to find you, don't run around, I've got my umbrella!" She was on her way to find me and would never wake up again. I was in tears, looking at the short message over and over again, and I felt like I lost the whole world that one night.
Wife died has been 3 months, but I still can not wake up from the nightmare, I do not want to work, the whole day depressed and depressed, and time and again thought of accompanying her to go ......
The purpose of reposting this article is to make sure that everyone learns to cherish!
Don't let the people who love you get hurt in the slightest!
Don't wait until you've lost it before it hurts!