Goodbye My First Love (Short Story) Zhang Baotong

At noon on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the younger brother returned home with his daughter-in-law and children. The family is finally reunited. In the past, because I didn't go home often, there weren't many opportunities for family reunions. This time I'm going to the U.S. again, and there will be even fewer chances of reunion in the future. Therefore, everyone cherishes this opportunity. At lunchtime, my brother kept taking pictures of me with my father, mother and family on his mobile phone. After taking photos, everyone toasted each other, talked and laughed, and it was so lively.

While eating, I said to my younger brother, "Ning Yanzi, I'm going to the United States, and my parents will trouble you to take care of it." The younger brother drank and said, "Yes, sister, just rest assured." I said to my brother, "With your words, I'm relieved." ”

But the younger brother said, "You went to the United States, but you have to give me a little snack, and when he grows up, I will give him to you." I said, "Aren't you afraid that the little boy will fly away, so that you can't see it or touch it?" and the younger brother said, "What then? As long as he lives well, I will be happy." I deliberately joked and said, "You don't make it so easy." My parents sent me to Xi'an back then, and now they regret gritting their teeth. ”

When my mother heard this, her face changed greatly, and she said to me, "When did I regret it?" Don't say that I won't let you go away and fly high, even if Ning Yanzi has the ability and ability, and if you go away and fly away, I won't stop you. ”

When the younger brother heard his mother say this, he complained to his parents, saying, "You think I don't have the ability, but why don't you say that you are so partial? Why did you only let the second uncle take my sister to Xi'an and not take me there? I'm afraid that I am not as handsome as my sister and not as smart as my sister?"

The father immediately said unceremoniously, "You are not the material for learning, and your second uncle didn't fancy you at all." The younger brother laughed at himself and said, "Don't say it, don't say it, it's just that I didn't get my sister's life." But my mother said, "Don't blame yourself for your bad life, who told you not to study hard when you were a child? I didn't see that your sister was so literate, so delicate, so smart, and good at first sight." ”

I was afraid that my younger brother would not be able to stand the blame of his parents, so he said, "The family does not dare to have the ability, if everyone is far away, who will the parents want to take care of?" One sentence made everyone laugh.

After lunch, the younger brother took the children to the town to buy things, and the parents and daughter-in-law began to work on the Chinese New Year's Eve. I wanted to help, but my mother wouldn't let me touch it. So, I wanted to go to the New Year's grave again, and when tomorrow was the first day of the new year, I would be leaving, and if I didn't say goodbye to him now, I was afraid that I would not have time again.

The path leading to Kitayama is winding and calm. Along the way, there are green hills and pine forests. It's just that the afternoon sun is confused and the mood is bleak. Everything in front of me is so familiar and so unfamiliar. It's like I'm walking in a dream and returning to my girlhood several times. This kind of real and emotional scenery really makes me afraid to leave, afraid to lose.

I couldn't help but ask myself: do I really want to leave here, to leave the land where I was born and raised, to go to a distant and strange country, and the reason for leaving is because of the rich life, the clean air, and the good income? I think so. In today's world where people are chasing glory and wealth, I am not exempt from vulgarity.

However, I have also pondered repeatedly: Why do I have to go to the United States? Isn't it true that people live in the same way as in China? Do people have to live in glory and wealth, and they can't live in lightness and calm? But my husband said: People can't just live for life, but also work hard to embody life. And the value of life is the pursuit of career. For the sake of my husband's career and pursuits, I must support him and obey him.

People have good and bad luck, and the moon has yin and eyes. This is the helplessness of life. Everything has its good side and its bad side. We can only choose one side of the other, and discard the other. But why is there no best of both worlds?

I came to the grave of the New Year again, and stood silently, and a mood of sadness and sorrow rose in my heart, and I could not help but mourn. As the cold wind blew from the pine forest, I was thinking about the meaning of life. Life is like a candle that burns itself and illuminates others. And this boy lying in the grave once used his young life to shine for me, making me feel warm and feel the beauty of life.

I want to say to him that for many years, the reason why I have often had such impulses and sorrows is because I can't let go of you, because you are the relationship that I can't let go of in my heart, the complex and feelings of my girl's love, and the soul that will never die in my life. Even if I go to the United States and live in a mansion, I will never forget that you are still lying in this cold grave. But I want to keep my heart here and stay with you forever.

I couldn't help but cry bitterly, and there was no one to comfort me or dissuade me. It was the first time I could cry out loud for someone I loved. After crying for a while, I felt much more relaxed, as if the gloom that had sunk in my heart had dissipated.

At this time, I heard the sound of firecrackers in the distance exploding one after another in the sky, and the dense and rapid sound seemed to urge the wanderers to hurry home, because the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner of the year was about to begin.

Dusk is approaching, but the sun won't set. The land of northern Hunan in the cold winter is full of joy and excitement due to the arrival of the New Year. Listening to the increasingly rapid sound of firecrackers, I thought it was time for me to go home, maybe my family had prepared a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner and was waiting for me. So, I'm getting out of here.

Goodbye, New Year, goodbye, my first love! I'm leaving, and it's hard to come back to see you in the future. But I will burn paper for you at this time of year and send you some food, so that you can have a good year too.

Heaven and earth are reincarnated, and the sun and moon are replaced. Life and death are fate, and life is short. Whether we are pursuing wealth or fame, we will grow old day by day, and our hearts will be ruthlessly eroded day after day. But no matter what time we arrive, the girly complex will be resurrected again and again in the depths of our hearts, bringing us back to that innocent and beautiful time.

When I walked to the edge of the forest and looked back at the lonely grave again, I burst into tears. I walked briskly through the pine forest and walked on the path that had touched my dreams countless times, and then I suddenly walked out of a dream. The mood is bright, and the world is open. After the sudden and noisy sound of firecrackers, the countryside was surprisingly peaceful.

At this time, I heard the gentle blowing wind, echoing the sad and poignant song: send you to the side of the road, Jun's kindness will never be forgotten, the hearts of farmers and villagers will be bright, and they will always look at each other across the mountains and rivers......