Hu Lingling said: "One day later, I got news of him from his mother. For two years, I never wanted to hear a word about him, and in my mind, he was dead.

Is he really dead? The sudden bad news almost made me faint. His mother said he loved me in his heart. To marry her is to take on the responsibility of a man.

I didn't know what to say, I just hated him and turned away from me. I still hate him, why don't you live in this world.

Now, more than a decade later, I come to his grave. The grave keeper asked me who I was, and I said, a friend, a very good friend. The grave keeper said that no woman came to see him except his mother.

I held a bouquet of lilies and placed them at his grave. I looked at his picture and said, "Success, I'm coming." Today I put on a delicate outfit and a colorful dress, which is what you like. You say I like black too much and hide in the dark all day.

I'm here, long time no see. Squatting in front of the grave as if he were right next to me. Crying loudly, for the first time I cried at him. I said, I hate you so much, I hate you. It was you who made my heart ache for so long, just because I wouldn't say, I love you.

I hold your tombstone as I hold you. Tell you, don't worry about me, I'm doing well. He loves me as much as you loved me.

When they are about to separate, please ask the grave keeper to take good care of the cemetery, he loves to be clean. After putting down a cigarette and a few hundred dollars for the grave keeper, he readily agreed to me. Let me rest assured that he will take care of it, re-draw the words on the tombstone, and paste his picture well. That's all I can do.

Turn on your phone, put a song of Qi Qin's "About Winter" with you, gently, I will leave you, please wipe away the tears from the corners of your eyes, I don't know at this time, I don't know when, I think it will be about winter

It was his favorite song at the time, and I used to sing it to him. Today I sang again, and I don't know if he can hear it. I'm here, and I'm no longer the young and tasteless woman, so proud that I forgot to say to him, I love you.

I heard that you once loved me like that. I said, I forgot to tell you that I loved you that way

Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die. What love is, is an indispensable beautiful plant in our lives. Love is an emotion that is different from family affection and friendship. Duras said: Love for me, not skin to skin, not a vegetable and a meal, it is an immortal desire, a heroic dream in a tired life.

"If you see it for the first time, how can you come to the sad painting fan"

This ethereal red dust, if there is such a friend who understands you and cherishes you, you must treat it well, and don't say goodbye easily. I met you in the dark, you are my Yu Boya, I am your Zhongzi period, and I am willing to break the piano and thank you. --Inscription

June, is verdant, June, is also the fragrance of flowers, June, there is the enthusiasm of the sun, there is also the drizzle of the tenderness, there is the beauty of the encounter, there is also the bitterness of drifting away. At that time, June has ended, this June, I don't seem to have encountered a lot of happy things, but I met her, her encouragement, made me happier, her delicate thoughts, let me feel warm, gratifying. Heart, walking in the verdant June hustle, time is still flowing.

Looking into the distance, countless thoughts and people are rolled up in my heart. Some people are close to you, some people are estranged from you, and eventually they don't get in touch and become familiar strangers. Friends who used to be warm to each other, but now they are strangers, you and I turn around in a chic way, and leave yesterday behind, and every time I remember it, I will be sad. At this moment, a burst of confusion and sourness suddenly rose in my heart. A wave of sadness came up from my heart unguardedly, unspeakable pain. Just as there is a cloud in Xin Qiji's poem: Dreaming back to people is far away and sad, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms. Who has not been separated from the past few years? Now that we have parted, pain is inevitable, but there is no real meaning.

Therefore, time is like a big steamer, steaming our feelings thoroughly, and finally we eat them into our stomachs and stay in our hearts. Time, like a healer of the soul, will make you understand that the nature that should be forgotten will be slowly forgotten, and what cannot be forgotten is still as clear as yesterday even if it is deliberately forgotten, so be it! If you can't remember it, you don't have to deliberately remember it, and what you can't forget will stay in your heart and become sweet memories. Like the day I asked you: when did we meet, and what is my birthday? And these questions, I talk about them almost every day, and tell you from time to time, but you still forget them in the end, and forget them so completely.

At that moment, my heart froze and I asked you one last stupid question: Am I important in your heart? Without hesitation, you replied: Yes. One word is important, so my heart suddenly melts, moved, think about it, I am really easy to move. In the days to come, we seem to be estranged, maybe not to disturb, it can be regarded as a kind of most beautiful waiting! Wordless and gentle. Why bother with boring things? Everything is fate, how good, look down on those cumbersome things, only the mentality is cloudy, indifferent as water, we will live happily, we must grow old, can be the most beautiful time, silently accompany each other, is satisfied, why bother, self-trouble.

Whenever there is no one, I will fall in love with the days when I am alone in a daze, listening to a song in a daze, holding a book in a daze, or watching the pedestrians hurrying in the June sun. More often, people are the carrier of contradictions, always afraid of getting close to strangers, that is afraid of parting after affection, but afraid of loneliness, this is the loneliness in the depths of the heart. I have always believed that enjoying solitude is also a kind of beauty, a kind of realm. However, people are human beings after all, and they need someone who knows how to share happiness and sorrow with them, and who can accompany and confide in each other affectionately. However, the company of this person is like enjoying a passing scenery, that fate, may be separated in the crowd, no matter what the result is, we must treat it with a normal heart.

It was also her words that touched my heart, she said: Do you remember what I said to you at the beginning, I thought about parting in the future, because there will be many unknown factors halfway through, confusing each other's hearts. When I first saw her words, although I pretended not to care, my heart still ached faintly, what this person feared the most was not life and death, it was parting, but the most uncontrollable thing was this parting, parting was heartache, but the encounter was beautiful, and there was no banquet in the world that would not be dispersed.

Instead of worrying about who will leave in the future, why not cherish the present, don't make a long-lasting promise with you, don't talk about life and death with you, and only cherish the beauty of the present encounter with you. So, from your words, I saw your open-mindedness, your wisdom, and your rare ordinary heart. People live in the world, and if they have the joy of meeting, they will have the heartache of parting, but there are thousands of factors for this parting, which we cannot predict. In fact, it is impossible to predict parting, just like this unpredictable person to meet, yes, even if everything is unpredictable, I still like to look for the encounter that can be done and cherished. I know completely in my heart that all promises, at the moment of parting, all the sweetness and tenderness have become empty words, and they will all turn into floating clouds in the sky.

When two people start quarreling together and are dissatisfied with each other, it will lead to parting, and feelings need to be understood and tolerated by each other. We can't always be just in the first meeting as beautiful as the first time, but we can continue the truth in our hearts. Every happy encounter is the most beautiful fate. Xi Murong wrote in "A Blossoming Tree": How to let you meet me, in my most beautiful moment. For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a relationship with the earth. So, is the encounter between you and me also the fruit of the former Buddha who sought it for 500 years?

We can often face the first encounter happily, but we can't treat each other well in getting along, and finally drift away and become unbooked. Sima Guang also said in his "Xijiang Moon": If you don't see each other, how ruthless is affection. We value each other so much, but we want to say hurtful things to each other and increase our suffering.

If it is said that suffering and happiness require an open-minded attitude, then parting and parting are also inseparable from open-mindedness, rather than putting oneself in the cage of emotional bondage. I especially like a poem in Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell": This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain, and the night; You smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road stretched out at both ends. Look, you smile, I waved my hand, what a chic action, the poet is telling us, even if parting is painful, even so, we must have a chic and open-minded, observant attitude, when I didn't meet you, it was lonely, your departure, just let us, once again return to the origin of loneliness, once again loneliness, is a person, now is the loneliness of two people, at least each other has left a beautiful and touched.