Until now, I realize that everything is not so good, so everything is my self-righteousness, I hope that forever is the end of the fantasy, I have tried to maintain but self-centered.
From acquaintance to old age, the original novels and plays described in the moment are staged, and why I became the protagonist inside.
I can't believe how easily our love was shattered, even if it was a foregone conclusion.
We were so enamored with each other that we trusted each other without reservation, and we also traveled the streets to make others envy us.
Maybe? I'm still too naive, after all, our love so smooth sailing, let me think it will last forever.
I just did not expect the chance to indirectly get a chat, you can still be so nonchalant with the tone of the previous, I think even the demeanor has not changed it, that once made me emotional fluctuations in the voice.
In fact, you should be proud of, after all, completely changed me, no longer irrelevant people can easily enter my world, perhaps I should wish you happiness, I hope so.
The rain outside the window, pattering non-stop. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. And that piece of bamboo forest, was washed by the rain clear green. Breeze, jasmine light fragrance refreshing. Open the window, let the rain breeze, brushing across the cheeks. The window sill is haunted by a light smoke, a light fragrance, a light melancholy. This time near and far, light and soft rain, like a dream like light, gently fell on the heart, soft and moist. He is also like a long goodbye lovers love tears, floating, like a dream, like a dream, bitter and astringent, sweet and honey. That years of past events, the magnificent dream floats in front of the eyes ... That summer, I just graduated from a city in the south of the university. As a result of a moment has not found a suitable job, will be in the western suburbs of the city of a small company apprenticeship, pending employment and wandering. At that time, my life was in straitened circumstances, and I was in a terrible state.
However, it was at that time that I met and fell in love with Mei. May, has a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, a head of black flowing long hair. She, small, delicate, fragrant Yingxiu, like lilacs as beautiful and fragrant. In her fair and beautiful face, inlaid with a glittering, diamond-like beauty mole.
Our first acquaintance, gaze, Yan smile, love at first sight. The world of lovers is an inch of time and an inch of gold. In our spare time, we rode on May's women's bicycle, weaving through the bustling crowd. She sat on the back seat and put her arms around my waist. From time to time, she also put her head on my back. Let the hair fly in the wind. Sometimes we stopped and stood at the intersection. Look at people busy, in a hurry; see the traffic lights flashing, cars like water, horses like dragons. When night falls, the lights come on.
We came to the beautiful river, see the moonlight like water, willow; see the flower shadow swaying, the night color is charming. We sat on the grass, listening to the night wind whispering; we wandered with each other in the rainbow bridge, see the water and the moon a color. We did all the silly things that lovers do in the world, and even, my dear May, gave me her precious, original body and soul. To a poor wanderer who could not give her a future. We also used to eat casserole noodles, which was quite influential and unique in taste in that city, at the riverside, street food stalls. As it was, I was in financial straits at that time. When we ate together, almost all of my dear May, pay the bill. But she, willingly, generously, without complaint.
Although, our love is sincere, sweet. But the flower of our love is poignant and pitiful, because it has no fertile soil to grow. Our love is like floating on the river, beautiful, dazzling, but pale, powerless. That prosperous city does not belong to me, and the only one who belongs to me is my Mei. Our infatuated love is destined to be a speechless ending. Doomed to be a magnificent dream. At the end of that year, I ended my wandering life. I want to leave the city that makes me linger, haunting, I want to leave that accompanied me through the hard years, and gave me happiness, sweetness, joy of my beautiful plum.
When the train a long sigh, slowly start, the window of the car and I and the platform on the plum, has been tears, liver and guts. In the end, my lovely Mei, disappeared in my teary-eyed sight. She is forever engraved in my bitter, sweet years of life. Who said the infatuation abandoned for a long time? Every summer, the melancholy is still the same. Day by day before the flower often sick wine, do not quit the mirror people empty thin. The river grass willow on the embankment, in order to ask the new sadness, what is the matter every year? The wind in the independent small building is full of sleeves, and the curtain rolls down to the west wind, thinking about a long time. Life is like a brilliant lotus red, summer to summer back, dream drunk dream awake. I can do, just in the scattered days, looking for those past, sweet as smoke past, treasure this love, remember this true love, it will accompany me through the storms of life, spring, summer, fall and winter. I wish my May, a lifetime of peace, happiness forever!
The past is like smoke in the prose essay 3
Comrade Tao cast a famous poem: "such as smoke in the past are forgotten, the bottom of the heart of the world wide selfless." The author is ashamed that it is difficult to resist this realm. However, after the concept of stealing, but can always remember and "Lushan" of the past as smoke.
The first time I got involved in the "Mount Lushan" cigarettes, is in the university era. In the last century, the mid-80s, I was lucky to be admitted to a political and legal institutions in the capital. The students from all over the world gathered together, there is a strange joy. So, in the meal after the opening ceremony, each carrying their hometown souvenirs will become the business card of the beginning of acquaintance. Everyone has the "fist" products spread out, exceptionally excited to share, the author's '"JIANNANCHUN" wine is also highly favored. A student from Jiangxi, from the military satchel out of a whole "Lushan" cigarettes, attentively distributed, but quite a cold reception. Perhaps just after the anti-smoking middle school period, the students to enjoy the scenery on the cigarette box, the majority of people, ask for very few ......
Jiangxi students do not smoke, had to be the most left over at the meal, "Mount Lushan" cigarettes, put back in the military satchel resentfully.
University graduated from the first day of work, I deliberately bought two packs of "Lushan" cigarettes, courtesy of the distribution to colleagues. We all look a little strange, after the square, the local is "Yuxi", "Red Tashan" and other cloud smoke prevalent, and even become a sign of talk about the occasion. The author has always been a maverick, did not feel awkward and embarrassed. Work to seek consistency is necessary, life personality is always allowed to flaunt it! Appreciate those who are not swayed by the environment, can be the interest of many years or the habit of the end of the old man, in the treatment of smoking what brand of cigarettes on the issue of the same. It should be said that smoking or not is everyone's lifestyle choices are different, smoking what brand of cigarettes is their own preferences, how can people cloud? I prefer "Lushan" cigarettes, not to buy other expensive so-called high-end cigarettes, but to stay in love with it once brought their own good impression and marvelous feelings, and give up this no other!
To this day, I am still not addicted to cigarettes, but I have developed a pack of "Mount Lushan" cigarettes, often put under the nose to sniff, and occasionally inhale a few mouthfuls of "quirks". Many friends ridiculed, so can not stop, you simply quit. Smoking is harmful to the health of the reason why do not know, as the saying goes, eat grains also born of a hundred diseases, how can everything "a stick to death" Well! I do not know, although I do not rely on cigarettes to refresh, relieve fatigue, do not rely on it to pave the way for bridges, but it is indeed work, life and even learning the effective decompression valve and spices. Especially for the "Lushan" cigarettes, the special feelings also lies in, it is their former student era, the witness of the oath, but also today's dream come true struggle process!
Although the past is like smoke, but I firmly believe that everything will not be empty.
Afterwards, I sent the old article to commemorate my success in quitting smoking! The first time I saw it, it was a little bit of a joke, but it was a little bit of a joke!
The past is like smoke in the prose essay 4
Blip dream without trace of thought leisurely, the moon hanging fragrance diffuse curtains,
Lightly dancing butterflies, the ancient Du Xiangfan ride the wind to escape,
Tonight, the light Shu thought leisurely, the small building last night, fiber dream ghost,
Flowers do not understand the language of the flower is like a dream, the sadness of the rain on the dashing rain,
The sadness of the spring release, the cold coldness of the days,
Full of pools of flowers, the coldness of the day,
The dream of the blink of an eye is not traceable,
The moon is hanging down and the fragrance is spreading over the curtains,
The butterflies are dancing lightly,
The dream of the spring is sound and strong, and the volume is full of fragrance, the drunkenness of the dream of the lotus flower,
The tea is telling of the hibiscus, and the rhyme of the hundred flowers is given to the words, and the ink is full of fragrance,
The drunkenness of the dream of the lotus flower is giving the dream of the tea is telling of the hibiscus and the rhyme of the hundred flowers is given to the words,
The dream of the lotus flower is being given to me, and the words are being given to me.
The ink is mellow and fragrant, the spring dream is sound and strong, the volume is full of fragrance,
The spring dream has no trace, the past is like smoke, the water is like water, the memories are warm,
The phantom dream turns around, the light smile is charming, the red color is stained with the face, the despondency and the sadness,
The spring dream has no trace, the moon hangs over the phantom dream, the thoughts fly, the peace and quiet,
The moon hangs over the phantom dream, the butterfly dances, the thousands of mountains and thousands of water, the wings are high and flying,
The moon hangs over the phantom dream, the butterfly dance, the thousand mountains and thousands of water, the wings fly high,
The dream is mellow and the dream is sweet.
Spring dream without a trace, the past is like smoke, indifferent like water, warm memories,
Dreams of a gentle turn. The light smile, the red color of the face, the lonesome sentimental,
send words to the vegetarian scroll. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time before I was able to get to know the people in my life.
And into my dream, hand in hand with ****, and into my poem, with each other.
Spring dream without trace, fragrant bloom, fragrance diffuse brush, in this beautiful night, let fly thoughts, quiet and peaceful, quietly into the dream of Timothy, the morning sunshine, dream without trace, swinging incense sails, fragrance overflow, rolling in the gentle harbor circling haunting ......
Spring dream without a trace, tonight light Shu thoughts leisurely, the moon is quiet, meaning appeasement, the small building last night fiber dream. The first thing you need to do is to play the strings and strings together to tell your heart. It's a good time for the peach fangfei, cloud and water carry a delicate dream, apricot rain butterfly dance, beads round jade rhyme, drunken pillow pillow poetry dream, spring dream swing no trace, dance play string chanting.
Spring dream without a trace, the moon hanging dream, sigh of good times, thousands of mountains and tens of thousands of miles, wings flying high, the heart cherish each other, parting intention, the plain paper frequently v. sentiment, wild geese carrying dreams of return voyage. The flower dream is sweet and sweet, and the Zen heart of Buddha is free. A song before the flowers condensed tears, pulse heart of the old dream. The wind is so beautiful that you can dance lightly and sing.
Spring dream without trace look off the end of the world, flowers do not understand the language of flowers like a dream, worry about the dashing rain and rain, for whom there is no return date, for whom the eyes of the tears and rain strife? The wind is gentle, the night is quiet, the moon is cold, the lamp is sad and difficult to sleep. Rolling pearl curtains, candlelight shaking, sighing lightly in the past, looking back at the rhyme rhyme away from the sadness, melancholy intention, the idea of endless, but the sadness to send a dream, diffuse sprinkle, roll worry soft, a thousand years of dreaming back to the thoughts of the long. The lotus rhyme ripples with spring color, and the blue pool seeps with moonlight. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Spring dream without trace, spring sad release, cool chill a few days, full of pool swings flowers condensation dew, green powder dress drunk still. I can't bear to blow away the stamen floating rhyme, dance lightly Department of the soul. This morning, the spring, the night is deep, the stars are bright, the dawn moon cold. Lonely lamp hanging curtains, silk play light strings, according to the window, the thought of pulling, the heart of the quiet thoughts, the red dust dream around the heart, the sad eyebrow knit, the Department of no way to recall the intention of the appendage, the end is the day of hate.
Spring dream without trace, not according to the seaside memory of the willow, who knows Cindy today? This time, how can I be sad? Looking at the end of the world, it is hard to hold on to your dreams. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to do it. The most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to get the best out of your life. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you will be able to get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
Spring dream without trace, incense burner Ran Ran, Zen heart good thoughts, quietly rely on the time diffuse appendices. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it. The boat, mandarin ducks surplus warm, drunken pillow between the water and clouds.
Spring dream without a trace, this day, a goodbye to the thought wing, the moon unlimited thoughts. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty, and then you'll be able to get your hands dirty, and then you'll be able to get your hands dirty. Soft feelings like water, good times like a dream, trekking with a dream long, pear waves rippling, light song, play silk strings, the world of peaches reappeared ...........
Spring dream without traces, the past is like smoke, indifferent like water, warm memories, the dream is turning. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The heartstrings tell of the years, a curtain of dreams, a curtain of lightness. The past is like a dream, the water is far away, not to leave and not to give up, to be with each other.
Spring dream without a trace, landscape Ruoxi road far away, hanging moon like a hook slightly cold, beautiful people gaze at the fragrance diffuse, love each other night and day, my heart Ying Ying, Si Yi flying, rocking nine days. When will you stop thinking about it? Like flowers like jade, a piece of ice heart condensation jade lake, embracing the dream Fu *** to Lanzhou, turning the ghostly thoughts escape red dust, follow hand in hand with the twilight, thousands of miles of *** dreams Yuyue Ying.
Spring dream without a trace, the beautiful world, warm and rosy because of the touch and sublimation, with the heart to play the heart strings, I heard the sound of the absolute beauty, that is the heart in the heart of the sea ripples, I heard the most beautiful voice on earth ...
Spring dream without a trace, the love of the sea between the look back, the past is like cloud smoke. The flute is a beautiful song, and the wine is a sorrowful one. The dream of a short-lived drunkenness without traces, the moon hazy hanging yarn, dyeing finger ink fragrance condensation vegetarian volume, the blue lake quiet dream peacefully.
Spring dream without trace, thoughts pulling memories flow, light diffuse appendage, flowers and butterflies, pinch flowers shallow smile Yanran. The millennium of the shoulder to look back, Liuyun cut dream, in each other's hearts play heartstrings, water and clouds between the light degree of fragrance sails, flying flowers dance fragrance floating, the flow of the year like water ink fragrance soft.
The spring breeze bathing heart full of warmth, the moon curtains chanting flowers, a fragrant stamen, lightly floating in the center of the flowing water,
Spring dream without a trace, the distant thought of the moon in the clouds, the floating thought of the flourishing flowers fluttering. The jeweler's house is full of appendages, and the dark scent is on the sleeves.
Spring dream without trace, a fragrant stamen, lightly floating in the center of the flowing water, that is your gentle dreamland. Combined with the dreamy fragrance, I appreciate under the moon, as taste the classic words, the moon hanging down the curtain, willow singing on the shore. Tonight, the dream appendage, through the vegetarian volume chanting, gorgeous music movement euphemistic cleansing fragrance. Heart poetry, such as the trickle of the spring, in the heart of the unending chapter ......
Spring dream without a trace, and into my dream, hand in hand *** to the clouds and water, and into my poem, colorful butterflies dancing flowers. The boat carries the dream, *** to Lanzhou, the heart sea ripples flute song, the bamboo sea ripples, the dream of elegant words and chapters, scrolls wandering, the text fragrance Yee mellow fragrance. A thousand years to renew the dream, and will be the heart of the condensed vegetal volume, a curtain dream light veil diffuse, curtain moving beads and jade Yi fragrance, a thousand worlds of reincarnation of carrying the dream of a ghost!
Spring dream without a trace, swinging the boat Qing song meaning leisurely, with the heart swimming cozy Yi, *** this good time. In the far side of the dream, floating white sails, cozy sea breeze brushing, water and clouds between the dream of peace and quiet, in the heart of the surge of a song of gentle song swinging....
The past is like smoke prose essay 5
The annual Qingming Festival has arrived, Zheng Rong long time did not go home, from time to time is the siblings on behalf of the management, because of his road is far, because of his work, because of his variety. He knows that for himself is to shirk is an excuse, for siblings is to understand is tolerant. This year, there is no waiting, no reason, he resolutely home to prepare and sisters together for his father's grave to talk about solace. Qingming Festival rain, always remind people of the past, life is too much change, too much helplessness. Around the friends or colleagues, today also meet still talk, tomorrow a paper obituary appeared, so they are different, become forever, let a person very sad and helpless. Left behind is just looking around the body, heavy bowed his head in silence to see into the ground for peace. When a beat of dust to cover the casket of the moment, can only do in the depths of the heart silent prayer: may he rest in peace, all the way to go, wishing him a happy paradise, the rest is just speechless and deep nostalgia.
Many years ago, or ignorant teenager Zheng Rong, thought there is nothing can be put on the heart, no big deal, everything can be ignored, everything can be ignored, empty-handed. But he didn't know that behind him, his relatives are silently watching and guarding. In school because of the conflict between classmates, was his brother Zheng Jie know, the other was severely beaten. Things make a big fuss after their inability to clean up the mess, and ultimately the parents of both sides to step in, what children are too young to understand, please forgive and so on words to be excused only to dissolve each other in the heart of the indignation and unhappiness. Although the parents of the person being punched is dissatisfied has nothing to do, things are not big on the peace of mind. Beaters with a feeling of anxiety like waiting for the verdict in general, get such a result not quickly clean up the mood of the end of the good. Not after one thing does not grow a wisdom, all such can be silent in the future, all the silence, the big things small, lest parents incur a scolding or beatings. But there are also times when you suffer a big loss, once Zheng Rong and small law and friends to play together with the excitement, see the softball rowing streamlined speed down, as a pitcher Zheng Rong raised his neck speed running, did not have to worry about the road conditions underfoot, in the partners of the call and surprise in the sound of the construction pit has fallen into a deep. At that time the pain ah is cone, eyes closed tightly rolled into a ball, mouth screaming and shouting, quite tragic. Seeing such a tragic image, the small friends of the beings swish swish together with his ants moving like lifting on the pit, greetings, rubbing, anxious and terrified. Looked at his face tends to calm down, everyone's tense nerves only then relieved, dispersed to go home. XiaoLu and a few good friends want to help him home, think of the parents of the reproach then also not allowed, a person eight legs gritted teeth tsetse tsetse solo, but also thankfully thought that at the time of the day dark, parents do not pay attention to find can not be saved a lot of worry. So quietly wash up and go to bed, the heart expects to wake up will be free of worry. But things always want to cover up, cover up things will eventually be exposed. The next day, Zheng Rong to get up and out of bed, feeling particularly unhappy, a pair of legs very stubbornly disobedient, still gritted his teeth and insisted that in front of the parents of a face of ease and comfort, but inside the torment, but did not realize that things will be exposed, but also very serious. So I kept on, suffering and agonizing, but still didn't say anything. Finally, one day mom saw the signs; yikes! Not right, look at his legs, how eight. When asked, he said that he didn't pay attention to a small fall, it's fine, so he gave a perfunctory pass. Just sayer prevarication, listener attention, Zheng Rong mom careful, a few days passed, how the situation is not only did not get better, it seems to be more serious, this child in the end what happened? Ask him and do not say. So in a night, to be Zheng Rong asleep, mom quietly into his bedroom, lifted the quilt to look carefully, clearly feel the two legs have problems, but also uneasy with the coil around the paddling, the party was shocked, the original are so not to say, the child can really endure. A crackling and beating sound through the night, interspersed with the mother's heartbreaking cries, all the family flocked to the mother's repeated questioning, Zheng Rong had no choice but to tell the truth, the mother was both heartbroken and angry blame him, should not be hidden from the world, if you miss the period of treatment, how serious it will be, scrapped not only your leg, but the family's heart. So quickly put on the clothes, Zheng Jie back up his back towards the hospital, the emergency room doctor sleepy eyes out, looking at the family anxious, sleep has long been gone. After the examination gave the conclusion that Zheng Rong right hip joint dislocation dislocation, need to reply quickly, a little longer will have problems. So reset hospitalized for a period of time, no obstacles to discharge, walk easily as before, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Zheng Rong's parents cried tears of joy, Zheng Jie was caressing patted his head: "boy can not scare again, see the family tossed, you do not hurt?" After this incident, Zheng Rong know, some things can be hidden, some things can not, the boy also slowly grow up to understand.
This day, after the rain cleared up the sky is very good, the blue sky unobstructed display of its beautiful charm, a number of white clouds elegant stretch in the sky wandering, chasing changes. The white clouds wandered in the sky and chased after changes. One day, they were the galloping horses, and the other day, they turned into beautiful butterflies flying with their wings spreading. The flowing water of the Lu River was unstoppable and overwhelming, destroying the white waves. Zheng Rong, together with Xiaolu, were playing and chasing on the riverbank, and their shouts and laughter were intermingled into an empty flow rippling over the Lu River. The children who grew up by the river were more wild and less strict. The two of them usually had more opportunities to play, were familiar with each other's temperament, shared the same odor, and often hid from their families to swim and play in the Lu River. Feeling very good water, so the words between the excitement, only to see the small law movement numbly undressed, without hesitation, a movement is not too elegant into the water, to be Zheng Rong reflected over when it was too late, the small law but disappeared, anxious Zheng Rong embankment on the left and right manic running, saw the small law in the heavens of the white waves between the head, Zheng Rong anxious shouting by the embankment to swim, the words have just disappeared the small law, the anxious as a monkey crying and shouting, the small law. Anxious as a monkey he cried and chased. Good thing there is a rush to come, but with no fear of ending, a few waves baptized small law through a stagnant water area when the lucky swim to the shore, dead grasp of a small tree branches, Zheng Rong cautious help, finally on shore, paralyzed by palpitations on the ground gasping, underneath a piece of wet slurries. Zheng Rong lost and found the mind gently patted his back, concerned about the heart overflowing: "Cold goods, so fast water also dare to go down, do not want to die! We just say you take it seriously, really something to do? You scared me to death." XiaoLu also feel the loss of reason, said no longer dare to pretend to be brave, the two silent home silence do not dare to speak. That is to say, between the children to take advantage of the moment of verbal teasing, there is no excuse, the teenager is not experienced to show off the courage of the moment is also very normal, but nothing will be fine, something will be too late to regret, regret life, is not desirable.
Young and unprofessional do not grow, the old not refined not vicissitudes. Zheng Rong Xiaolu elementary school class, Zheng Rong study smart comprehension is extremely strong, just too playful, ghost ideas more. Little law is solid and steady, step by step, like and Zheng Rong play. One day XiaoLu told Zheng Rong with a gloomy face, Xiaolan was bullied by Zhang Yang, he used paper egg bullet shot at her face, now red and swollen still crying. Lan is Zheng Rong grew up with friends, the relationship is good, this is not good, harboring a grudge Zheng Rong whispered a while after the respective study, nothing in general. To the lunch break, only to see Zhang Yang red and swollen face, eyes have narrowed into a line can not see things, wow. Wake up students have to go to watch, found Zhang Yang cheeks coated with red pepper water, the smell of spicy pungent, by one by one to discuss. Zheng Rong Xiaolu looked at each other without saying anything, Xiaolan a face of dismay eyed Zheng Rong, as if to say, whether you did it? Just do not say anything. The atmosphere of the noise attracted the class teacher, Zhang Yang is still blind as wailing wildly. The class teacher as such a scenario, pulled up Zhang Yang to the school infirmary, after the doctor cleaned rinse, Zhang Yang aggrieved back to the classroom, buried his face in silence. The class teacher's face is serious with a square step into the classroom, eyes round, but see the bewildered, don't know, palpitating faces of all colors, and then a lunch break time shall not be noisy and disorderly, as if knowing eight or nine and turned away, Zheng Rong XiaoLu inner a little guilty to bury his head to rest in the next. A day of learning life will end, the class teacher strides into, word by word, said: "the students did on the initiative to admit, to Zhang Yang students apologize, at this time will no longer be pursued, or once the consequences of the investigation, I hope that the students learn during the time not to make trouble." After all, they are children, do the wrong thing is commonplace, did not cause too much impact, the class teacher privately investigated the known probably, each playing fifty big boards will not be pursued. Afterwards, Zhang Yang took the initiative to apologize to Lan, Zheng Rong small law initiative to Zhang Yang, did not say that this matter, each unspoken, things stop, a small classroom is still a harmonious flow.
The day is late, twilight, on the way home from school, Zheng Rong small law hook shoulders peer, Lan full of suspicion of a burst of jogging to follow up: "Zheng Rong brother, today's matter is you?" "What do you say? Silly sister!" The small age of Zheng Rong is very city answer, Xiaolan feel the heart pain, but somehow a little uncomfortable, Zheng Rong of course know: "Today things to stop not to mention, in the future we can not be too that on the line." In this way, there are talking and laughing, the three little bitty slowly disappeared in the twilight.
This is to go home to worship, but caused so many flashbacks, Zheng Rong thought of shaking his head, not to be denied. The car window outside the beautiful scenery, a large area of golden yellow rapeseed flowers like a golden sea paved the way into the eyes, the annual rapeseed festival attracted countless tourists stopped to watch, during which, young girls and young men competing poses, twisting waist, pressing the shutter, so the flower of the sea, the love in the wanderings of the countryside and the fields of the flow of light and color once again brilliant. Zheng Rong retrieve memory, organize thoughts, blink of an eye the breath of the hometown came. From the mouth of people in his hometown, I learned that the small law is quite promising, from then on to study hard to get admitted to the Teachers College after graduation to become an excellent people's teachers, only the sky envies the talented, young and killed in a car accident, can not help but make people's minds heavy, imaginative, people's lives are so full of misfortune, it is not easy to be born, it is a pity to die, it is right to cherish and then treasure, Zheng Rong in this heartfelt wishes my friend all the way to go well, bye bye! Farewell! As for Xiao Lan who became Zheng Rong's closest relative in the future, it has been explained in "Little Love Story". To his father's grave, Zheng Rong devoutly kowtow and kowtow again, a note of incense and wax burned out the pain of longing, a few pages of burning paper to send endless thoughts, the dead have gone, the living should be cherished, and that's all. May my deceased relatives and friends in heaven forever, rest in peace year after year. Zheng Rong again to pay goodbye!