On September 26, Xiaoxiao took a plane from Shanghai to the United States. That day, Wen Zhu paid special attention to the planes in the sky, I don't know which one is small, each one waved his hand, it was the last goodbye, maybe the plane didn't pass through Longcheng at all. When Xiao Xiao left, he dug a handful of fertile soil from his homeland and said that it was a token of the motherland, in order to relieve the pain of homesickness from abroad.

The next day, Wu's mother mysteriously sent a mail that looked like a package and a letter, saying that Xiaoxiao told her that it must be delivered before tonight, and she came without telling Ms. Fang, and she had to rush back to avoid the owner looking for it.

Wen Zhu thanked him, and looked at the mail that was neither like a letter nor a package. Said that it was wrapped but it was very thin, said that it was a letter but wrapped and wrapped with scotch tape, invisibly bulging a lot, vaguely seeing the words "Brother Wen Qinqi" inside, like a flying object in amber, mysterious like Wu's mother's whispering tone.

Xiaoxiao's explanation must be reasonable, but Wenzhu can't figure it out. After much difficulty, she carefully opened the envelope unscathed, and there was a letter and a bag that looked like a small red sachet, and inside the bag was the Guanyin jade pendant that Dong Mei had given her. What does this little mean? Wen Zhu opened the ruler in confusion.

"Brother Wen:

I'll leave tomorrow and leave you a message tonight. You won't see my tears slipping down the plane, right in the middle

The heart of the bamboo-Hugh is proud, it's not you--bamboo is my faith, it is humble and upward, and it is blue

Green and vibrant. To say that I like bamboo has nothing to do with you is to deceive yourself.

In fact, you are more like the wild lily in the valley, growing quietly, opening quietly, quietly fragrant, waiting for butterflies

of the visit. I'm one of the butterflies that comes, and it's crazy, so crazy that you don't know what to do. Now I'm going to cross the ocean, too

You're in peace. Spring in wild lilies will not be quiet.

The first kiss is dedicated to the first love, and the pink memories are worth cherishing. Whether you admit it or deny it, you are my beginning

Love, I like someone. You say that early love is poison, harmful, and misunderstood, only blooming but not bearing fruit, like a dog's tail grass, in growth

Unhelpful. He also said that early love is a fruit that is not ripe, and the food with a string of flavors looks tempting, and it hurts to eat it, which is very serious

You have to go to the doctor.

I said that my first love is yogurt, and the sweet and sour is exactly what I want. First love is a bright morning light, a blazing afternoon cloud, and a gorgeous one

Sunset. The first love is the willow wind in the warm spring, the hibiscus rain in midsummer, the entangled fog in the autumn, and the white snow in the winter. First love is

The stars overhead, the brilliance of the sun and the moon, the dewdrops that refract the light, the butterflies that flutter their wings, the cappella of the stream,

It's the spit of the buds. First love is the natural outpouring of joyful and true emotions in life.

What you can't get is perhaps the most beautiful, hazy age, hazy mind, hazy heart, hazy feelings. Don't let go

Flying kites do not know the vastness of the sky, and if you don't end this time, there will be no beginning of the next time.

Life is like a seed in the wind, first love is the moment when a flower blooms, thank you Brother Wen for accompanying me to spend a period of the most beautiful soul

Journey. Early love is derailed driving, first love is normal driving, at an age like me, homework does not fall behind, and psychology does not collapse

This is evidence.

Sadness is the spokesperson of parting, I am sad in parting, mature in parting, and grow up in parting. Physiological

Growth is gradual, and psychological growth is sometimes instantaneous.

Watching my mother cry in confusion and crying, it couldn't stop me from going abroad. My nerves are the same as my breathing

With such tragic ups and downs, I found that I grew up in an instant, my mother used to take care of me, but at that moment I had to take care of her

Move. I sobbed her on the shoulders and made her a cozy backyard.

The relationship between caring and being cared for will quietly change with the loss of years, and I am growing up, and she is degrading, but

There is no trace of falsehood in her love. I'm like an arrow on a string, and I can't stay and take care of her.

I thought of you, Brother Wen, you are the most suitable person. She believes in you the most, thinks you are my savior, can

Turn decay into magic. If you are a clay sculpture, she will offer you like a god. You have time to comfort her, comfort her, and make her well

However, I got through the adjustment period without me by her side.

I've treated you like a brother, so I'm not going to thank you, it's your obligation, of course

I have no objection to the right. If you accidentally call my mom by the wrong name and change my aunt to mom, I won't blame you

Yours.

Because mom is the warmest, warmest, safest, and most down-to-earth word in the world.

If a person does not call his mother for a long time, will his soul be as barren as a desert? For this reason, I kept calling on the eve of leaving the country

Mother, to her amazement, tears of happiness gurgled out like a spring. Brother, don't suffocate yourself, you want to scream

Just call it out, I won't be jealous if you compete for favor in front of my mother.

The chick belly will make you look at it and yawn. You've seen the Guanyin pendant in that bag, right?

The second thing I entrust to you. I only complained that I was young and ignorant at the time, impulsive, and won people's love.

This is Sister Mei's heirloom, and it should be worn by your love crystal, so I wear it a little nondescript.

Please return it to Sister Mei, you know better than me what kind of person Sister Mei is, she will definitely not accept it if I return it, and she will count me down.

Please, brother. She said that you are her priceless treasure, please cherish it for the rest of her life.

Near-hometown timidity, leaving hometown chaos. But I'm a natural optimist, so I don't have to worry about my life in the United States. I

It's a seed that can survive as long as there is soil, but it won't take root, because my roots are in China.

Hehe, Sven's nobility will be said by anyone, whether you love the country or not, you can't miss anyone's future. On the eve of going abroad, I love my family and love my country

Emotions are still heating up for no reason. It seems that I am not only a person who loves my family, but also a patriotic person.

I couldn't sleep, my eyes were open like the stars above my head, thinking about life on the other side, thinking about it soon, thinking about it

Never come, so that I can always be with you. The train of time does not stop for whom, let that miss

Hit like sleepiness. Farewell, Brother Wen, remember what I entrusted to you.

Autumn Ann!

Yu Xiaoxiao

1997.9.25 Night"

Wen Zhu looked at the letter, as if he had been pricked by a needle at the beginning, reading and reading, his brows were stretched, reading and reading, there was a trace of moisture in his eyes, reading and reading, and the stars above his head were brilliant.

I wonder if tonight's stars are the same as last night's, or if China's stars are the same as those in the United States. Will people's state of mind be the same at different times and places? Wenzhu silently blessed Xiaoxiao from the bottom of his heart, and Xiaoxiao's courage to study alone is really commendable.

The small departure made Wenzhu a lot quieter, so quiet that people were a little helpless. Wenzhu was lost for several days, but his work and life had to go on. Time is slipping away, life has to go on. Wen Zhu didn't do anything about the little advice.

Dong Mei took the Guanyin jade pendant and didn't say anything, just held Wenzhu's hand tightly. Jade Guanyin is in the palm of the two hands, like the crystallization of love between the two.

Wen Zhu went to a small home every once in a while, nominally to eat, but secretly to comfort Ms. Fang. The little words are a bit flattering, but Wenzhu is indeed the best candidate. Half a year later, Ms. Fang has finally recovered from the shadow of losing her soul, and of course, the small ocean call has also played a curative effect.

If you go to a place too much, you will become a habit, and your feet will go in that direction without being asked, just as a moving object cannot stop all at once due to inertia.

Maybe it's because Wu's mother's cooking is impeccable, or maybe it's a maternal force calling silently, even if Wenzhu hasn't gone for a while, Ms. Fang will call Wu's mother to invite.

Returns between people are sometimes words, sometimes gifts, and sometimes emotions. Wen Zhu can go to eat blatantly now, without a sense of guilt, just like his own home, surrounded by warm family affection.