Fifth, the flowers fall into mud

Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling

It is when the red face dies of old age

Once the spring is full of red and old

I don't know if the flowers fall and people die

I don't know if the flowers fall and people die

I don't know if the flowers fall and people die

She sang "Funeral Flower Song" in her mouth, and walked desolate forward with her feet on the fallen flowers on the ground, and she walked to a steel and wooden chair in a park, and she stood and remembered the memory of sitting on the same chair with Li Guoliang. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, time has passed, and now he has no face to face his old friend. She sat down in her chair, and her mind full of cranky thoughts followed. She was thinking that she was now a flower burial man, would Lin Daiyu, a flower burial person, have no solution? No, if she married Jiao Da, an old slave in Ning Guofu, it might be a complete marriage. But she set her sights on Jia Baoyu, the heir of Jiafu, who was both talented, beautiful and rich, and Jia Baoyu had good conditions, and there were many people chasing by nature, and finally ended up with a flower burial man.

What does this mean? This shows that women have a natural tendency to chase talent and money. Didn't I end up a flower burial man, but I also turned over on the road of chasing money, status, and wealth, and walked into the end of the road. She sighed and said to herself: "It is true that the saying has been fulfilled: 'Man dies for money, and birds die for food---------- How many people have you tempted to die for you, and how many people have you killed in traps." ”

She was thinking that the current online news only disseminated the successful cases of Deng Wendi's sugar daddy and fresh meat boyfriend -------, and did not spread the losers who followed her behind her and learned her to walk, and she killed many losers who learned her to walk. Why did God make her a successful person and I became a loser, God only makes her a loser that is fair.

The matter is now irreparable, and this is a punishment from God for the unclean and self-righteous people. This kind of punishment was too severe, and she was sent to the eighteenth layer of hell at once, and she began to think about the way out in her misery.

A month later, Li Guoliang received a phone call from Wang Zixin, who said: "Let him go to the station platform at 9 a.m. to meet."

After Li Guoliang received the call, he hurriedly got on his bicycle and rushed to the train station on time. The two met on the platform. After the two met, Li Guoliang's first greeting to Wang Zixin was: "Are you okay?"

Wang Zixin said flatly: "I'm not very good!" Li Guoliang asked again: "What's wrong?" Wang Zixin said: "I have AIDS." ”

Li Guoliang said: "Then what are you going to do in the future?" Wang Zixin said: "I am now going to go all over the green mountains to find a temple to cut my hair and become a nun, so that I have come to this life." ”

Li Guoliang asked again: "Do you know that your uncle and aunt are doing this?"

Wang Zixin said bitterly: "They don't know. Li Guoliang said, "Can I go with you?"

Wang Zixin said: "No need, I saw you today to tell you that you met my father and mother, and you advised them not to make them too sad and let them live strongly." “

She cried bitterly and cried silently: "I'm so sorry for my parents and parents, I didn't listen to them and went astray, and the most painful thing for me is that I am afraid that I will not be able to provide for the second old man." ”

Li Guoliang pondered for a moment and said firmly: "You can rest assured that my uncle and aunt are so good to me, I will send the second old man to the end." ”

Wang Zixin said emotionally: "With your words, I am relieved, and I hope that we will be good husband and wife in the next life." ”

When the time came for the train to get on the train, Wang Zixin cried and said: "I should go, you should work hard to complete your studies! I wish you success in your career after completing your studies." ”

Li Guoliang also cried, he said: "Can you call your address at any time when you leave, and let me go to see you?"

Wang Zixin shook his head and said, "No need, you can forget me! My only hope is that you can visit my father and mother from time to time, they are so sad for me." Li Guoliang said: "You can rest assured that I will definitely do it." Wang Zixin said, "Then I'll ask you." ”

After she finished speaking, she pulled the trolley suitcase, and as soon as she turned around with her handbag, she entered the station, and Li Guoliang stood there looking at Wang Zixin's back with tears on his face.

At this point, the story is over, and Director Qian wrote after reading the story: There are two kinds of drama: one is comedy and the other is tragedy.

The play opens with a comedy and ends with a tragedy. This can't help but make people think about it: in the logic of success, even if you know that you are toxic, you still have luck, and this is the biggest enemy of growth. That kind of rheumatoid paranoia, external heat, and high fever of desire can be transformed into incurable diseases.