Holding a pen and writing "little baby", Zhao Xia thought about it and crossed it out. I wrote "Wufu" again, but this time I hesitated for a longer time, so I crossed it out. Zhao Xia sighed, that is, to write a letter, why is it so difficult to even address the beginning of the title?

Several other people in the dormitory were either reading books or already sleeping. Zhao Xia suddenly recalled Jing Jian, this time when she went home, the feeling that this little husband gave herself seemed to be shrouded in a thin veil, and she couldn't see clearly, especially the last night.

Finally made up her mind, Zhao Xia put down the pen: "Little baby I love, hello!" After writing this sentence, Zhao Xia's face turned slightly red.

"I just arrived at school and school starts tomorrow. The hundred you have given have been collected. Don't do that in the future, the school has a bursary. I'm fine, I'll leave everything in the house to you......"

In one breath, after writing the things that should be explained, Zhao Xia took a few deep breaths, and the topic began to deepen:

"I went to college, and you used to go to war. In the big way, it is for the modernization of the motherland, and in the small way, it is for the sake of changing the destiny for oneself. Forgive me, maybe women don't have that much consciousness. No one likes the hard life in the countryside, who doesn't yearn for the city people? Who wants to be a peasant? Rousseau once famously said in "Emile": A person can only be said to be happy if he can resolutely abandon that status when his status changes, and stand up and be a man regardless of the dictation of fate. Here, I would like to extend a little, can we satisfy our ambitions, can we achieve happiness for both of us, is it in the status quo? status can not be changed, how can we be a human being? How can we be happy?"

"I want to talk about my heart today. ”

"I just arrived in the capital that year, and I was not afraid of jokes, and I was dazzled. I really can't find the words to describe it, it's just dazzling. I don't know how to describe the gap between the rich and the poor in the countryside and the capital. In fact, in your words, I also heard that you have your own dreams. Although it is like a fairy tale, villa cars, foreign tourism, but in our village, there is no electricity? Even if we hear that wiring will be carried out before the end of the year, is it possible that with light bulbs, electrification will be realized?"

"The touch on me at that time shook my whole body. I don't know if you can understand that feeling? I really can't experience it without experiencing it. As the closest you and I, I didn't want to hide it, and I swore at that time that I would stay in the city and not want to live in a backward rural area. ”

"Maybe I'm a little distracted, don't think nonsense. Since I have promised at that time, I am ready to be with you for the rest of my life. It hasn't changed, until now. But it's not just me who makes the effort. You are a man, and you should be the one who carries this family. So when I left, what you said, I was very sad and sad. You seem to have given up, you seem to have resigned yourself to your fate. I sense your kindness, but that's not a reason, you should try to get to the city and try to be by my side. ”

"I have a teacher who was in the same class after the resumption of the college entrance examination. After graduating, I found a city daughter-in-law and divorced from the countryside. Also, now I have a few classmates around me, who have also been married and engaged in the countryside, but almost all of them have started to find partners in the city. There are old lovers, but not many. Of course, they are all men, and it will be easier to let the daughter-in-law into the city in the future. But what about women? What should I do?"

"Every time I hear a story like this, I'm scared, really scared. There were even a few nightmares at night. Maybe women are weak by nature, and every time they are afraid, they want someone to rely on. ”

"Maybe it gave you a problem. How you try to get into the city, I don't know. But I guess, that shouldn't stump you. You can overcome the fierce enemy, what difficulties can you not overcome?"

......

"At the end of the letter, I apologize to you. I don't want to be deceived against my will. I like lovers who work hard, I don't like lazy people who are full of reasons, I like optimistic lovers, I don't like those pessimists who are willing to sink, I like lovers who accompany me to pursue my dreams, and I can't bear to be separated for a long time. ”

"I also promise that I will wait for you, not only until you graduate, but even longer. Hope you don't let me down. ”

......

Putting down the pen is like letting go of a heart. Thinking of Jing Jian, Zhao Xia pursed her lips: If the little baby can really work hard after such stimulation, it would be the best.

“...... The rain is coming, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep,

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village,

Fate takes root and we ......"

Wei Yingzhi finally couldn't help asking: "Your song, it should be a patchwork of folk songs and pop songs, right?" It always feels unbelievable, this song is definitely not compatible with bel canto, but it doesn't seem to be a very pure folk song or pop song. It's not like four, it seems to be a new type of exploration attempt.

"Can it be in the ear?" Jing Jian has confidence in Jay Chou. This song is really different from what is popular now. If Wei Yingzhi is the so-called defender of orthodoxy, Jing Jian doesn't care, and if she is an apostate, Jing Jian doesn't care. For Jing Jian, songs are only good and bad.

"It's funny. Wei Yingzhi smiled, considering the words. For such an advanced type of song, although it is refreshing, it is somewhat unaccustomed. But...... It's also nice to listen to. Looking at those lyrics, and looking at the expression on Jing Jian's face, I vaguely felt that it should be written by Jing Jian, free and confident, it should definitely be!

“...... Listening to youth, ushering in laughter, envying many people,

The annals of history are gentle and unwilling, and the pen is too ruthless.

Fireworks are easy to cold, personnel are easy to divide,

And you're asking, am I still, seriously.

Thousands of years later, the love of the world is deep, who else is waiting,

And Qingshi, how can it not be true, Wei Shu Luoyang City.

If you are following, you have passed through the door in your previous life,

Follow Hongchen, follow me, wander all your life......"

Finally finished writing, Wei Yingzhi picked up the pieces of paper, liked it very much, praised Jing Jian, and asked, "Can you send it to me?"

Jing Jian smiled dumbly: "It was originally written for you." "He never thought about becoming famous by copying songs. So these pop songs are not much of a resource. Since Wei Yingzhi likes it, then take it, "You like pop songs, I still have more than 20 tapes here, all of which are Hong Kong and Taiwan singers." ”

"Hah...... Isn't that good?"

"Children of the rivers and lakes, why be polite? The head teacher's sycophants have to be patted. ”

"Huh. ”

......

Turned off the lights and finished smoking a cigarette. Tonight's episode did not affect Jing Jian in the slightest, he went to bed and put on a blanket, closed his eyes and rested.

Sitting alone in the room, seeing that the light in the utility room had dimmed, Wei Yingzhi glanced at the tape brought back from the table, and then read the "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" in his hand, smiled slightly, took out a collection of essays, and carefully sandwiched it into the book. Singing a few tunes, with his hands on his face, staring blankly at the book of essays with paper in the dimly lit room......