Pain is the best teacher of youth

Chapter 13 An ignorant age, a young relationship (4)
That Encounter in Youth

Every time Zhang Aijia's "The Price of Love" rang in my ears, my heart would ripple slightly, and a knowing smile would appear on my face.Yes, the dream when I was young is like a flower that never fades.In my dusty memory, the hazy past in my youth is really like a flower that never fades. After a long time, I still feel warm and moving when I think about it.

That year, I was 17 years old.As a young girl in the rainy season, what I yearn for is not fashionable clothes or a colorful and gorgeous city, but the lifestyle and transcendent realm of Mr. Lin Hejing, a reclusive poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, who "takes plums as his wife and cranes as his son".I once thought that after graduating from university, I would go back to my hometown of Jiugao Mountain to "plant plums and raise cranes", and by the way, be a doctor who "hangs the pot to help the world".What a wonderful and meaningful life it would be to have no struggles with the world, no desires, no desires, cure diseases and save lives!
On a warm sunny afternoon in winter, I had nothing to do during the winter vacation, and went to Jiugao Mountain through the thick snow, hoping to find the plum in my heart.A clear spring flows out from the mountain, and the gurgling water plays a natural movement, and occasionally you can hear crisp birdsong.The mountain road has been repaired, but it is not difficult to climb, and it is relatively safe.As I was walking, I saw a brilliant cloud.I really don't know what words to use to describe that kind of beauty. Large areas of red and white plum blossoms bloom proudly in the snow-white world, with a kind of biting beauty and a moving arrogance.

When approaching the plum tree, a figure came into my sight, it was a boy who was sketching.His slender hands are holding a tube of wool brushes, and he sometimes raises his head and sometimes lowers his head, depicting the moving scene in front of him on the rice paper.After I approached, I saw gorgeous plum blossoms blooming on his rice paper, the background was a white and beautiful world, and there were a few snowflakes floating lightly on the plum hearts.The scene in front of me is beautiful, his paintings are more artistic, I couldn't help but admire: "Your paintings are so beautiful." He turned his head and smiled at me, his eyes were as clear as water, and he suddenly said: "How about you Inscribe a word in this blank space!"

inscription? !Isn't this my "strength"!I nodded my head and thought for a while, and then I wrote Lu You's poem: "I have no intention of struggling for spring, I will be envied by all the lovers, and the bits and pieces will be turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same." He smiled, praised my beautiful writing, and said this poem The title is just right.

A beautiful scene, a painting, a poem, and he and I met romantically in this way.

In the vast world, it is not easy to meet each other. If we can talk to each other and share common ideals and values, it is even more rare.Unexpectedly, he and I had the same ideal, planting plums and raising cranes, and living a peaceful life without contention with the world.I feel like I just met my confidant, and we made an appointment to go back to Jiugao Mountain to plant plums and raise cranes together.

It was a really beautiful time.We don't have to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt, or bend our waists for five buckets of rice. We are unrestrained, unrestrained, free, and live a life that does not eat the fireworks of the world.In the fantasy world, in the common ideal country, he and I lived so lofty and aloof, so indifferent and natural, reciting poems and paintings, and chatting freely.I like his delicate hands, which can outline different landscapes with a few strokes; he appreciates my temperament, singing the wind and playing the moon, without a trace of worldly hostility.

That time, we swam in the lake together, the scenery of lakes and mountains was intoxicating.He drew a beautiful painting and wrote a small poem: "Sitting alone in a corner of the hut, I don't feel the moonlight outside the window. I heard that Chang'e is also sentimental, and sent me to love Luoyang City." After that, he put the That painting and that poem were gifted to me.To this day, I still keep these two things, and they are the most precious gifts for me.In the days to come, we returned to our respective schools and continued our respective lives, but we kept exchanging letters.

Two years ago, he invited me to visit Jiugao Mountain.

At this time, Jiugao Mountain is no longer the scene when we met. It has been developed into a resort, named "Xianhe Mountain Villa".In the deep valley, there is a clear spring flowing; the small pavilion is built next to the spring, which has a lot of ancient charm.There are still plum trees planted on the mountain, there are more white cranes in the mountains, and the mountains are surrounded by white clouds, all of which are exactly the same as the situation I imagined back then.It’s just that it was late spring when we went, and we couldn’t appreciate the proud plums standing in the world of snow like we did back then.

At this time, he and I did not really live the life of "a plum wife and a crane son" like Mr. Lin Hejing.After all, we are mortals who cannibalize fireworks in the world. I have married someone else's wife, and he has a good wife and son.When we met, he shook my hand gently, and said with a smile: "Do you still remember the dream when you were young?" With just one sentence, my tears burst.

Time goes by and things change, this is a reality that no one can change.It is said that youth without regrets is not perfect, but whenever I think of it, in my youthful years, I had a beautiful dream, had a beautiful encounter with a confidant boy, and had a beautiful picture Paintings, a moving poem, they fill my memories and never fade.For me, that's enough!
When you meet the one you want to meet among millions of people, during millions of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, you happen to catch up with him, neither a step too early nor a step too late, then there is nothing else to say. Only to ask softly: "Oh, are you here too?"/Famous female writer Eileen Chang
Pure feelings at an ignorant age
In the years of ignorance, there will always be some innocent and beautiful stories. Although most of the stories do not have a definite ending, the time, mood, and emotions are all real and clean, without any impurities.

The days of high school are always rushed and exhausting. From the moment I open my eyes every day, I have to tense my nerves and start studying hard all day for the dream of the ivory tower in my heart.Sun Xiaolei's life is similar to that of most high school students. If there is a difference, it is that he is not focused enough in doing things.Take morning reading as an example, half of the mind is on the textbooks, half of the mind is on looking at the clouds in the sky, imagining freedom; You can have it yourself.

However, since entering the third year of high school, the teacher's supervision has been stricter. Anyone who is distracted or makes small moves in class cannot escape the teacher's sharp eyes.The relaxed morning reading time became Sun Xiaolei's life-saving straw. He devoted all his energy to one thing, which was to observe the goddess in his mind——Wang Xue, the English class representative.

On the big screen in the campus, the countdown to the college entrance examination was written impressively. This sense of urgency made all the senior three students cherish time like gold, and even going to the cafeteria to eat became like a "war".As soon as the get out of class bell rang, the students rushed to the cafeteria, faster than hearing the fire alarm.Sun Xiaolei couldn't help shaking his head with emotion every time he saw their anxious looks and their salivating expressions when looking at the food.He is very fortunate that he is not a resident student, and he can calmly take out the thermos at noon every day and eat steaming meat buns.

Wang Xue's home is not close to the school, so every day at noon she had to join the crowd and hurried out of the classroom with everyone.Just now, she was arranging the listening materials, and the speed was a little slow. When she finished her busy work, there were not many people left in the classroom.Sun Xiaolei looked at her slightly blushing face, wearing a pure white dress, and suddenly remembered an English word: beautiful!

Just when Wang Xue walked to the door of the classroom, Sun Xiaolei stopped her suddenly: "Wang Xue, I have steamed stuffed buns here! I can't finish it all by myself, so why don't you go to the cafeteria, let's eat together?" , the only few people left in the classroom were startled, looking at Sun Xiaolei in unison, and then there were sparse sighs.Wang Xue was so embarrassed that she blushed all of a sudden, she waved her hands and said politely: "No, thank you." Then she walked out of the classroom in a panic.

Seeing Wang Xue's leaving figure, Sun Xiaolei felt a little lost.He turned his head and asked Zhao Heng at the same table: "Did I say something wrong just now?"

Zhao Heng looked at him, grinned and said, "Dude, your way of expressing your love is quite special, I admire you very much."

Hearing what he said, Sun Xiaolei was also a little shy. He punched Zhao Heng and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! What kind of confession, this is pure friendship between classmates."

"Oh, classmate friendship? You see she was frightened, like a frightened mouse." Zhao Heng said with a smile.

"Why are you so uneducated! Can you describe him as a little white mouse or a little white rabbit? Idiot."

Zhao Heng said again: "Yes, you are educated, and you are the most united with your classmates. We are also classmates, so you can share two meat buns with me! I am also hungry now!"

"Pull it down! I don't have enough to eat!" Sun Xiaolei glared at Zhao Heng and started eating the meat buns.

During the lunch break, Sun Xiaolei is not idle. He likes to discuss with the boys in his class what he has learned from reading martial arts novels the day before, and talk about hidden weapons of Tangmen, "Sunflower Treasure" and so on. When he finished his nonsense, the class bell rang.The person who suffered the most was his tablemate Zhao Heng. Now Zhao Heng heaved a sigh of relief, because Sun Xiaolei's target had shifted to Wang Xue.

"Student Xiaoxue, hello!" Sun Xiaolei walked up to Wang Xue with a smile, and greeted Wang Xue with a nasty greeting.

Regarding what happened at noon, Wang Xue still had lingering fears, and this time she was called out by Sun Xiaolei's title, which gave her goosebumps all over her body.However, out of politeness, she still responded with a smile: "Hi, what's the matter?"

Sun Xiaolei said with some embarrassment: "Don't be so polite, I just want to ask you some English questions."

The classmates around couldn't help laughing when they saw it, it's really rare for people to ask questions like this.Wang Xue said awkwardly: "What do you want to ask? I can't guarantee that I can help you!"

"It's okay, it's okay." Sun Xiaolei said happily.When he was about to pass the book in his hand to Wang Xue, he suddenly realized that he was holding a math book.No wonder when he made the "V" gesture at Zhao Heng just now, Zhao Heng was smiling so hard!Dare love, he already knew that he just wanted to make a fool of himself!
Wang Xue looked at Sun Xiaolei suspiciously, and said, "Is this a math book?" The students next to her laughed.

"Oh, it's just a word in the math textbook. You teach me." Sun Xiaolei blurted out in a hurry.

"This is a person's name! There is nothing to say!" Wang Xue couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, then you can teach me math!"

"Mathematics, I'm not good at it either!"

"It's okay, it's okay, if you don't know it, I can teach you!"

"Uh, no, thank you."

……

Just as he was talking, the class bell rang, and Sun Xiaolei returned to his seat resentfully. Zhao Heng looked at him with a smirk.

The days went on indifferently, and Sun Xiaolei pestered Wang Xue relentlessly.It shouldn't be said to be pestering, it hasn't reached that point yet, it can only be said to cultivate the friendship between classmates, but Wang Xue is still indifferent to him, and occasionally she will talk to him a few more words when the mood arises.Even so, this will make Sun Xiaolei dance happily, become "generous", and share his meat buns with Zhao Heng.After sharing the meat buns, Zhao Heng was "bought" by him and promised to help him conquer Wang Xue's fortress.

One day two months later, it was raining outside, but the house didn't feel cool, instead it was stuffy.Sun Xiaolei found that Wang Xue's seat was empty, and Zhao Heng did not come.His mood was inexplicably irritable, and he didn't want to say anything. If anyone provoked him at this moment, he would definitely turn into a crazy beast, biting people hysterically.

It just so happens that there are people who don't know what to do, which pot is not open and which pot is lifted, and said to him: "The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by comrades-in-arms, haha!"

Sun Xiaolei was angry and shouted at him: "Say it again!" He completely forgot that it was in class, the voice was so loud that even the teacher could hear it clearly.The teacher responded to him with a higher decibel: "Sun Xiaolei, class is now! If you don't want to listen, don't affect other people."

Sun Xiaolei's heart seemed to be stuffed with briquettes, and he couldn't breathe.He said to the teacher, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm a little uncomfortable", and then walked out of the classroom in full view.

(End of this chapter)