Before the flowers, the spring couple is lost, looking for fragrance alone, full of sadness, even if there is a sheng song, it is also broken;

The swallows between the butterflies and curtains in the forest, each of them, endure more thoughts, green trees and moss half sunset.

This poem is called "Picking Mulberries", which was written by Feng Yansi, a poet of the Southern Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties.

Feng Yansi was an official in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he paid homage to the prime minister three times, he was a high-ranking official and a very popular minister, but the words he wrote were very tender. He is accustomed to using fresh language to portray the inner activities and sorrows of his characters. For example, in this poem, the sorrow of traveling alone is exhausted. Sheng's songs are joyful, but no one appreciates them, which adds to the desolation. Seeing the butterfly swallows flying again, I was even more embarrassed. It can be seen that once a person loses his lover, no matter how good the scenery is, it will become eclipsed.

In the past few days, Ye Ziyu has endured the discomfort of going to work in the company every day, and often reads this word on the road. He wondered why this job couldn't have come sooner? Maybe everything would have been different. Does it make sense for him to stay here and go to work now? But at the same time, he tried his best to convince himself: "Bear with me, will it be fine?" But he really couldn't concentrate on his work, and he went to work every day, and he coped with things. The company once asked him to write two advertorials for customers, openly commenting, but secretly promoting the company's products. He coped with it, and he felt that it was difficult to see, but who knew that it was published in the "Shencheng Service Herald", and everyone praised him for his good literary talent. He could only smile helplessly.

Until he went out one morning, he was in a trance and forgot to bring his wallet. When I walked to the bus stop and waited in line for the bus, I was about to buy a ticket, only to find that I couldn't find my wallet. At this point, he wasn't sure if the thief had picked up his wallet or had forgotten it in his room, but if he went back to get the money now, he would be late for work. He groped through his pockets, only took out a five-cent coin, and thought: What's the use of five-cents? It costs at least one yuan to take the bus. He hesitated, and as soon as he was not aware that the coin fell to the ground, it rolled to the edge of the street. The people in line all looked down, I don't know who dropped it, and some people are embarrassed to pick it up. Ye Ziyu didn't move, thinking that he was too lazy to pick it up, and it wasn't enough to pick it up and take the car. But then he thought that it was better than being penniless, so he bent down and picked it up from the crowd again. But when he straightened up, he found that the people around him looked at him differently, some with contempt and some with jealousy. He thought to himself, these people must think that he had picked up other people's money. He knew the character of some citizens of the city, originally Wumao fell to the ground, and everyone didn't know who dropped it, so they were embarrassed to pick it up, but he didn't expect this kid to actually make a move. When Ye Ziyu noticed these gazes, he was also at a loss. If he says that he dropped it, who will believe it? You didn't pick it up just now? You didn't pick it up until you saw that the owner didn't move. We're not embarrassed to pick it up, just you're embarrassed, aren't you scratching our hearts?

Ye Ziyu couldn't care what others thought, but with five cents, he still couldn't get in the car. He looked around helplessly, and saw a middle-aged woman in a bus uniform checking the coin of the boarding staff at the door of the bus, he thought about it, walked over hard, and asked people in a daze: "Sister, do you work here every day?"

This question startled the middle-aged woman, raised her head and stared at him vigilantly, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Ye Ziyu knew that she had misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, my wallet is missing, and I'm in a hurry to go to work now, but I'm still five cents short of buying a ticket." If you go to work here every day, you see if you can lend me five cents? I'll still be here tomorrow when I go to work, and I'll pay you back. ”

When the middle-aged woman heard this, she was relieved, waved her hand to let Ye Ziyu get into the car, and then said to the driver in the local dialect: "This person's wallet has fallen, let him go up and cut down." ”

The driver in the cab nodded and motioned for Ye Ziyu to get into the car. The woman said to Ye Ziyu again: "If you take the car tomorrow, you can invest an extra yuan." Ye Ziyu nodded again and again in thanks.

This is the starting station, and after the train starts, there are still seats. But Ye Ziyu kept standing, and he didn't pay any money, so he was embarrassed to sit.

The bus was bumpy all the way, but it was not as bumpy as the thoughts in Ye Ziyu's mind. It occurred to him that he was still holding on to this city, and that he was so unaccompanied, and that he had no friends. If the wallet had been stolen instead of being in his room, he would not have been able to afford a 5 yuan boxed lunch, and he would not have been able to find anyone who could lend him money. Even if there is a colleague in the company who knows him, but he has only been working here for a few days, he will find someone to borrow money, what will people think? But where will he go? All the way to the capital and to Shencheng, it is because of that person, and he did not think of going there first. Now that person is no stranger to him, he suddenly finds that he can't find a purpose in life!

At noon, he borrowed money from the boss of the company to buy a working meal, and when he returned home in the evening, he was relieved that the wallet was still lying at home, and he forgot to bring it. The thought of being on the bus in the morning still lingered in his mind, was it still necessary for him to stay here? But where was he going? It was definitely not possible to go back to Jincheng like this, he was so depressed that he really didn't dare to face his father. When he returned to the capital, time had passed, and what good could he get? Not to mention that the capital was also there because of that person.

It was late at night, and he couldn't figure it out, so he fell asleep. But that night he had a dream that he had returned to his alma mater, and that he was walking on that familiar road, and his heart was very excited. But the fact that there was no one on the huge campus made him very nervous. He ran around, shouted loudly, and no one answered, and he began to feel scared.

This fear actually scared Ye Ziyu awake. When he looked at his watch, it was only 4 a.m. He couldn't sleep anymore, he remembered the teacher Wu Xueyan at school, and since graduation, he hadn't contacted Teacher Wu yet. He thought about it, got up, and wrote a letter to Mr. Wu.

By the time he had finished writing the letter, it was already white, and he was no longer sleeping. After washing up, go out early to work.

A week later, he received a phone call, and when he looked at the caller ID, he felt a "chuckle" in his heart, and the phone area code showed that it was the city where the school was located. He pressed the answer button, and a woman's enthusiastic voice came from the other end of the phone, and sure enough, it was his homeroom teacher, Mr. Wu Xueyan.

Wu Xueyan said excitedly on the phone: "Okay, Ye Ziyu, it took so long after graduation to remember to contact the teacher? You almost forgot about the teacher, right? It's really not like words." ”

Ye Ziyu cried, but smiled. He hadn't laughed in a long time. He said, "Mr. Wu, I miss you every day. ”

Wu Xueyan also smiled and said, "I don't believe your nonsense." Do you work in Shencheng now?"

Ye Ziyu said, "Yes." Currently in Shencheng. ”

Wu Xueyan said: "That's great! I'll go to Shencheng the day after tomorrow." So after receiving your letter today, I don't need to write you a reply, just call you directly. ”

Ye Ziyu was excited when she heard this: "You want to come to Shencheng? That's great! When is your time, I'll pick you up." ”

Wu Xueyan said: "Okay. I'd love to see you too. I arrived at Shencheng Airport the night after tomorrow, and I was worried that I didn't know the way. ”

Ye Ziyu said: "No problem. With me here, you can't afford to lose it. ”

After talking to Teacher Wu Xueyan on the phone, Ye Ziyu's mood improved for a while. He thought to himself, I don't know what Teacher Wu is doing in Shencheng, fortunately he wrote a letter to her, otherwise he would have missed it this time.