How I love you, I can't tell you a thousand words, and how much I love you is so profound and far-reaching.

Just like my soul, I once flew to the Nine Heavens and the Yellow Spring to explore the mystery of life and the grace of the gods.

Day and night, I love you like my daily necessities.

I love you purely, not deceived by flattery, I love you bravely as I fight for justice!

To love you, with the agony of the past and the loyalty of childhood, with tears, laughter, and all life. Without you, my heart would have lost its sages, and without you, my heart would have lost its passion. If God wills, be my Lord and witness:

After I die, I will love you deeper, deeper!

……

That night, Wu Chong borrowed Lao He's computer and started with the above paragraph to post a post signed "Little Dumb" on the Kyoto Forum, "Fifty Years of Vegetative People, Suddenly Talking About Love-Remembering a Special Golden Wedding".

In the post, Liu Laohan is named "Zikun", and Caifeng is named "Feng", describing the touching story of the two people who love and know each other for 50 years, only eat the grain, and drink the fireworks in the world.

After writing the post, it was late at night, people were quiet, and there were occasional cicadas in the small garden downstairs of the dormitory.

Wu Chong yawned and fell asleep beautifully.

Next.

The fat man Kong Fei recited aloud in the dormitory: "How I love you, I can't tell thousands of words, how much I love you, is so profound and far-reaching...... Han Miaomiao, did you hear that?"

Han Miaomiao's shout came from the phone: "Wow! Good poetry, fat man, when will you learn to write poetry?"

"I didn't sleep last night, I wrote this little poem, we don't break up after graduation, and we will love to the end......"

Han Miaomiao couldn't believe her ears, Kong Fei could spit out such a beautiful sentence in his mouth? Han Miaomiao's mouth was like being poured into a lot of weight loss honey, her body was light and fluttering, so sweet that she almost flew up, from being intoxicated to gradually crying: "Woo woo woo...... Fat man, can you read that poem again?"

"How I love you, I can't tell you a thousand words, how much I love you, how profound and ......far-reaching I am" Kong Fei read the poem again with a bit of a slag-dropping magnetic voice.

Wu Chong was woken up by his loud voice, and he was shocked with goosebumps.

After getting up and washing his face, looking at the "Liker" poster at Xiao Boran's bedside, Wu Chong pondered for a while: "How I Love You" is a poem by the English poets Elizabeth, Ballet, and Browning.

Kong Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and he mysteriously leaned into Wu Chong's ear and said, "This is the poem I just found on the forum, I stole it and used it, don't tell outsiders." ”

"Which forum?" Wu Chong looked confused.

"The Kyoto Forum, the hottest forum in Kyoto. This poem is so classic that I can recite it. Kong Fei's chubby face was full of surprise, as if he had discovered a new continent.

Wu Chong let out an expressionless "oh" and quietly opened the Kyoto Forum.

"Little Dumb" Message - "99+"

I didn't expect the network to be so developed, and the forum netizens were so active, and the effect of doing things was several times stronger than expected.

"Fifty Years of Vegetative Beings, Suddenly Speaking of Love - Remembering a Special Golden Wedding" has been popular on the Kyoto Forum, with more than 252,000 clicks and more than 2,000 comments and posts:

The second master's big knife: It is touching and heartfelt, and it must be topped up so that more people can see it.

Xiao Guoguo: Come on, Granny Feng! It will definitely get better!

Netizen 61845: Same as +99!

Poor man: / Crying, thanks to the little dumb teacher.

Guoguo's Baba: It's so classic, I instantly like this little poem, and I have collected it.

Netizen 5325156461: Love is deep and rainy, pay tribute to great love!

Of course, for those comments that are purely dismantling and questioning: There is no picture and no truth, can a vegetative person who has been sleeping for 50 years wake up? After 50 years of eating only bread and grain, then he will not die early? Damn! Wu Chong did not hesitate to delete it.

Looking at the words "moved", "crying", "come on" and other words on the screen, Wu Chong was very happy, and the more he watched, the more satisfied he became, he thought slightly, tapped the keyboard awkwardly, and added such a paragraph:

People have good and bad luck, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.

On June 13, 2018, at 8 p.m., the little mute will hold a fundraiser for Zikun and Feng outside the back entrance of the school, 300 meters to the left of Kyoto University (Times Square). The little mute called on caring people in the society to dedicate a piece of love for this special golden wedding.

At this time, Lao He opened the door with his luggage and came in, saw Wu Chong tapping the keyboard intently, and asked, "Wu Chong, what are you doing?"

"Visiting the forum - are you back?" Wu Chong turned his head to see that it was Lao He, and a boulder in his heart finally landed, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to He Liang, so that the monitoring of Wu Chong was over.

"The graduation certificate will come down in the day, He Liang said that everyone will wait for the notice, and it will be issued uniformly, and after taking the certificate, you can leave the school. Lao He threw the quilt on the pillow, lay on the bed, and finally returned to the friendly 303 dormitory, but the thought of staying for a few days and leaving this familiar kennel was a little lost.

"My graduation certificate is also down?" Wu Chong seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

Lao He sniffed, closed his eyes and said: "You kid, I'm embarrassed to say that the thirteen-year full employment rate is about to be broken by your kid!" The chief counselor's nose was crooked, and he took Li Xiaohong and He Liang with sarcasm. ”

This sentence hit Wu Chong's pain point, and he felt a little ashamed.

But the 20 or so companies interviewed before have not heard from them so far, and even the elderly apartment recruits water delivery workers, and they don't want Wu Chong, and they are destined to be wiped out: "I-I also tried my best-"

Wu Chong closed the forum, sat next to Lao He, blinked his little eyes, and asked softly, "Lao He, can you do me a favor?"

Lao He opened his eyes, glanced at Wu Chong, and looked at him with a serious face: "Alas-for the sake of our classmates for two or four years, you can say it!"

"What?"

When the sun comes out in the west, the old sows will go up the trees!

Lao He's breathing became short, he straightened up from the bed, stared at Wu Chong and said, "Do you do fundraising?"

Wu Chong nodded: "Lao He, you are the patriarch of the drama club, help me find something to ......"