The night in the countryside is very quiet, hearing the crickets in the grass tirelessly playing the same rhythm, the cicadas in the trees are willing to play a supporting role, all night long for the crickets monotonous song accompaniment, the fireflies are the most beautiful dancers, dancing the most fantastical dance in the night sky, this dance is something we humans can never learn. The night sky is their stage, the stars provide them with light, the whole nature is their audience, the frog is the most loyal audience, always applauding, in this way, these natural artists perform harder, they don't know tiredness all night, if it weren't for the fact that this summer night is too short, they may continue to play like this, if it is not for their life is too short, there may be a more wonderful life to bring to the world, the world is more wonderful because of their performances, if without them, this night will not have a little vitality except for the deathly silence。

The night in the countryside is very dark and innocent, and it turns out that the purest color in the world is not the pink of the bewitching peach blossom, nor the red of the noble and elegant rose. Peach blossoms can represent a season, roses have a unique legend, and may also create a perfect love, and the black of the night is the most innocent color. Whether it is human beings or the whole of nature, when they are in the dark of night, they have only one color, and that is black. Black is the most fundamental color of everything, whether it is the rose on the high or the wildflowers everywhere, at night, they have to hide their color, put on a black coat, surrender to the feet of the night, or grow, or die, they must obey the arrangement of the night.

The night in the countryside is too dark compared to the brilliant lights at night in the city, but you should never be afraid of getting lost, even if you get lost, there is always a light in the countryside that is always on, for those who can't find their way. If you accidentally go wrong, it doesn't matter, knock on anyone's door, it's no problem to spend the night, the simple countryman will not refuse a person in difficulty, they will treat you like a guest, give you the best food to enjoy, and give you the cleanest bedding. Maybe you'll sleep more comfortably this night than anywhere else you left home, and the night was a sweet dream, but this time, the night was so short.

After a night on the train, Wang Wei was not tired at all when he got home, he didn't want to go to bed early, at this time at school, it was just when he came out of the library, it was the time when their group of online game lovers were playing fiercely, and it was the time when the couple was snuggling up to each other.

At this time, the village was already tired, and the night here seemed to be as busy as the farmer, and at night, it fell asleep with the farmer.

At this time, Wang Wei was the only one in the village who was awake, he was incompatible with this village, I don't know if he was walking too fast or the pace of the village was too slow, he found that now he didn't seem to belong to this place where he was born and raised, the land under his feet was once so familiar, he knew the names of every grass and tree, but now he was a little strange. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was at home or in the dirty and messy dormitory of the school, which was only more than ten square meters, he didn't know whether he was facing a deep dark night or a computer screen that suddenly went black, everything seemed to be changing at the speed of light, and he didn't even have time to remember.

Wang Wei squatted in front of his house, his yard was on the road, and he went down a dirt slope of more than ten meters to the side of the road. He looked at the night, and there was another village across the river, and this river didn't seem to have a special name, so people called it "River", the old people called it that, and the children called it that, but when it was mentioned, everyone knew it. The river has never flowed in Wang Wei's memory, except when it rains heavily, it looks like a river, and the rest of the time, it is a dry river covered with gravel and sand.

Wang Wei is too familiar with this river, when he was in elementary school, he passed by here every day, the school was in the village opposite, to go to school, this river is the only way to go, no matter the wind or rain, they have to pass through here, either from home to school, or from school to home. Now in the dark night, he could still make out the location of the school, and he heard from his father that the school had long since left few students, and the only few students had gone to study in a town not far away, and now the school had collapsed.

Wang Wei studied here for five years, at that time the village was generally old only he and Li Juan, they always got up early, hand in hand to go to school, Li Juan was afraid of the night, he told her Grimm's fairy tales, so Li Juan would forget to be afraid, and when they arrived at school, the sky was bright, every time the two of them were always the first to arrive, not even the home near the school, sometimes when they arrived, the teachers who lived in the school had not yet gotten up, they couldn't go in and waited outside, and they waited outside until the teacher got up and opened the door, and they went in and started to read early。

In those years when he went to school in the dark, his friendship with Li Juan was also established at that time, and now that I think about it, it seems that it was only yesterday, but many years have passed, they have grown up, he left his hometown and went to a distant place, and Li Juan rarely saw each other.

Thinking of Li Juan, he remembered what Li Juan said to him today, he was both happy and afraid, happy that there were still people in his hometown who cared about him, missed him, and was afraid that he couldn't give Li Juan a better future. Life is not a fairy tale that he comforted Li Juan when he was a child, and life is not a play house that he played when he was a child, so he is afraid that he will live up to Li Juan's affection. The happiest thing in the world is love, and the most painful thing is love. He witnessed the love of Zhou Fei and Wu Zixi, when they were together, Zhou Fei was the happiest person in the world, when the two of them separated, Zhou Fei was the most painful person in the world, and the most pitiful person.

Some people say that love is a fine wine, anyone who drinks it will get drunk, some people say that love is poison, whoever has it will be hurt, what does love look like, is it a lovely angel, or a hideous devil, no one has ever seen its true face, however, there are more people who believe that love is an angel, otherwise how can so many people rather be injured than follow it. Wang Wei, who was originally very vague about love, was even more confused after Zhou Fei and Wu Zixi's affairs, he expected a vigorous love to befall him, and was afraid that after love left, his heart would be shattered, so he never fell in love.

Sitting in the night, Wang Wei is like a calm lake, not alarmed, not even a little ripple, his thoughts are like the catkins in his hometown in March, there is no direction, drifting with the wind, where he falls is home, the world of his hometown is too wide, no matter how high the mountain is, it can't resist his imagination, no matter how deep the ditch is, it can't stop him from moving forward, and in the city, the high-rise buildings cut off his imagination, and the many crossroads make him not know where to go is right.

"Why is there something on your mind here?" Father came out wearing a shabby coat and carrying a dry tobacco pouch in his hand, and his father sat beside him, dug a pot of tobacco from the dry tobacco pouch, pressed it a few times with his thumb, lit it with a lighter, and took a hard puff, the tobacco in the smoking pot burned very vigorously under his strong suction, and the spark was very bright in the dark night.

"I'm used to going to bed late, I can't sleep, sit here for a while, and look at the night in my hometown. Wang Wei didn't know when his father came out, and he didn't find his father sitting next to him until he was talking to him. He put on a piece of clothing, he should be ready to sleep, he must have found that he was not in the room before coming out, his parents slept late tonight, they slept early on weekdays, they were tired after a day, they couldn't keep up without a good night's sleep, and there were still many things waiting for them to do tomorrow. He has grown from a baby to the present, and his parents have watched him grow up, sending him to study, watching him go out step by step from his hometown, to farther places, where they can't imagine, the day they have been looking forward to for a long time has finally come, they must be very excited in their hearts, and finally their efforts have been rewarded, and the hardships they have suffered before are worth it.

"You can have today, your mother and I are happy from the bottom of our hearts, this is the biggest happy event in the past few years. Today I went to the town and met many acquaintances, they heard that you were back, they all said that you were good, and some people proposed to me, I have lived for so many years, I have never been so happy as today, you made me and your mother have a bright face. Wang Jincai happily said what he encountered in the town today, Wang Wei couldn't see the expression on his father's face, but he could guess that his father must have a smile on his face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Parents have always had very simple requirements for their children, their children's achievements are their pride, they never ask their children to do perfectly, as long as there is a little achievement, they will have a smile on their faces, and they will brag about how awesome their children are, and they want everyone in the world to know who their children are. Compared with their parents, as children, they have done too little for them, and their achievements are worthless in the eyes of the people in the city, and they are nothing in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of their parents, they are the best, and no one can compare.

"Dad, go to bed early! Leave me alone, I'm fine. "My father is tired after a long day, and he needs to get enough sleep, and sleep is the best way to relieve fatigue. Wang Wei didn't do anything, and he wasn't used to resting so early, sitting in the countryside at night and looking at the night here, listening to the purest sounds of nature, and his impetuous heart would be quiet. This is the night that the city does not have, the night of the city can not be without lights, the city without lights will be chaotic, and the night in the countryside can not have lights, with lights there will be a lot less, and you will not be able to hear the most beautiful music of nature.

"You have to go to bed early, you must be very tired after a day of driving. Father got up and knocked off the cigarette residue in the cigarette pot on the sole of his shoe, he entered the house in the dark, Wang Wei looked at his father's hazy back, and suddenly felt very sad, once his father was also a very straight man, but now he was bent by the ruthless years and the burden of life, once his father was also a young man who acted quickly, but now he is faltering and slow. The years let the young grow, let the growth of aging, let the aging of aging, this is the law that no one can change, the child we see today, after a few decades, will be an old man, the old man we see today, maybe a few years can only see a lonely grave, the years will not stay for whom, the years can not distinguish the value of life, it is coming, to bring new life, it is gone, but also to take away the old life, people will die, trees will wither, everything has its own period, in this short or long life, the most important thing is to live a wonderful life。

Wang Wei answered his father's call, he sat still and did not move, the lights in the opposite village became less and less, and finally all the lights went out. Wang Wei remembers that when the lights of the opposite village were lit, it was like a fire dragon that had stretched for a long time, and the position of these lights had not changed after so many years. When he was a child, at night, he and Li Juan sat where he was sitting now, looking at the lights of the village opposite, guessing whose lamp it would be, guessing why they didn't sleep for a long time, whether they were busy under the lamp, or the family was talking and chatting about family life after dinner.