I often find the end of the world in my dreams, what is it? Is it endless darkness and ethereal? Maybe all I can know is that we've been there......

Recently, I felt a little heaviness in my body, and my sister's story told me that it seemed that day was close for me. I began to tidy up the old things in my room, which was my last tenderness to the world......

Outside the window, the waves of clouds swelled in the sky, and the wind blew the pages and papers on the table away, and I closed the window against the wind. It looks like it's going to rain. The summer rain always comes unexpectedly, the sky is always splashing rain aimlessly, and the strong winds always make the rain lose its original posture in the air.

I slowly pushed open the window and lay on the windowsill, drop by drop of rain, followed by its endless outpouring. I took out my phone and made a call to Luo Xue.

"Luo Xue, look out the window." I say.

"Huh? What's wrong? Luo Xue said.

"This rain is my answer to you, and if one day you become one of them, I will be the first to watch for you." I looked into the white distance.

"But it's very short-lived, and the only proof of it is the color of the rebirth of all things." Luo Xue said.

"My life is shorter than that......" I said.

"Aha?" Luo Xue wondered.

"Nothing......" I said.

"Then you have a good rest today, and see you at the airport tomorrow." I say.

"Hmm." Luo Xue agreed.

"Knock knock." My father knocked on my door, and I turned around and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

My father walked to my table and put my passport on the table, "Go out and have a good walk, I'm old, no matter how big the world is, I won't have a chance to see it, you kid is young now, this world is your ......"

I took my passport with a wry smile and said, "Dad, are you so strange today?"

"Is there one?" The father asked, touching the beard on his chin.

"Let's drink!" After saying that, my father turned around and left.

It seems that what my sister said to me here that day came to mind again, "Xiao Yin, he is also old, and he can no longer withstand the ravages of life." ”

I opened the album on my desk and it was a crooked paper airplane, and I remember when my sister asked me why I drew paper airplanes, and my answer was, "I want to fly outside and see it!" ”

Now I can indeed fly to the outside world, and for the first time I travel abroad alone, I don't know why I suddenly don't want to do it.

At night, I lay in bed, the summer cicadas still screaming after the rain in the treetops, so this night I began to be full of worry, and my sister's pale blue eyes still filled my mind. "Sister......" I choked back tears and fell asleep.

The morning air and sunshine always make me forget everything about yesterday. At 5:00 a.m., I started to wash up. On a cool summer morning, I watered the plants on my father's balcony. After packing my clothes, I pulled my suitcase at the door of my room and set off.

My father stood on the balcony and watched me drag my suitcase away......

Yesterday's rain was dripping on the leaves, the whole world was washed again, and I looked at my home behind me.

"It's just a trip, how can I make a trick to say goodbye." I couldn't help but laugh.

The first time I traveled alone, I grew up.

Soon, I was dragging my luggage to the airport, and I was bored and sliding around on my suitcase. Suddenly, with a hard push from behind me, I flew out uncontrollably, and I stepped on the ground with both feet before I stopped. I turned my head suddenly, and sure enough, it was Luo Xue.

"Hahaha." Luo Xue and Jiang Caiying looked at me embarrassed and laughed.

"Ah, you're still laughing." I'm a little unconvinced.

"The students are gathered!" The teacher shouted at the waiting gate.

The three of us hurried to the assembly, where many of our classmates were already waiting.

"The teacher named the name, and the students should not run around." The teacher stood in front and said.

"Wu Yin, are you good at English?" Luo Xue asked.

I covered my face with my hands and said, "Anyone who can understand my English isn't human." ”

"Huh?" Luo Xue was shocked.

"Students, this is our itinerary." The teacher said and handed us the list.

I took the list and took a look, July 10 Mont Saint-Michel. July 11 Komal. On July 12th, the college exchange activity. On July 13th, the Paris Tower Sketching Event. On July 14th, France will be free for a day.

"What is Mont Saint-Michel in Locher?" I asked Luo Xue

"Is that the holy mountain of France, the holy place that my heart yearns for?" Luo Xue had a wistful expression.

"The holy mountain doesn't know, Wu Yin, you are too much of a frog at the bottom of the well." Jiang Caiying said.

"Huh? I'm not a frog. I said.

Soon we boarded the plane and we sat on the shuttle bus, and I started to worry about whether my English would look foreign when it arrived, after all, they were French, and they might not understand my English yet. Ay~

"It's a pity that we didn't go to Mont Saint-Michel in September." Luo Xue said.

"Why?" Jiang Caiying asked.

"The most beautiful time of the holy mountain is when the tide is high, and the whole sea is a beautiful isolated island." Luo Xue said.

I think it must be autumn, the bleakest season has the most beautiful scenery, and it is also a kind of dream.

Under the summer sun, we boarded the plane to France, and the five-day summer camp began.

"It's exciting to travel abroad alone for the first time!" Jiang Caiying took Luo Xue's hand and said.

"Me too......" I said.

The three of us sat in our seats and looked out the window, the sea of clouds was surging, and the sunlight was reflected on it, which made it look even brighter.

"Of the three of us, Luo Xue, you have the best English, right?" Jiang Caiying asked.

"Uh-huh." I nodded in agreement.

"So what?" Luo Xue asked.

"To France you cover us." I told Jiang Caiying.

"Don't you go abroad and do some homework to prepare?" Luo Xue said

"It's not you!" We say.

Luo Xue couldn't refute.

The plane shuttled through the clouds, and the slight vibration made us sleep in the embrace of the blue sky.

The plane slowly landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport in France, and I looked out of the window, a faint fog shrouded the airport, and the morning sun was gentle with only a few light marks. I turned on my phone and turned up the time zone, seven in the morning.

"Luo Xue, Jiang Caiying has arrived." I gently patted them on the shoulder.

"Huh?" Cai Ying opened her eyes.

"Where are we?" Cai Ying asked.

"Paris, France." I slapped my face with a wry smile.

Looking at Luo Xue who was asleep, I let Cai Yingqian get up, "Your name?" It's still you. ”

So I got off the plane with Luo Xue sleeping on my back. The bumps along the way seemed to wake her up. Luo Xue leaned on her shoulder, leaned her face next to me and asked, "Wu Yin, where is this?" ”

"Paris, France!" I spat out the four words with all my might.

"Wow! We're in France. Luo Xue swayed excitedly on my back.

"Come down, come down!" I urged.

The teacher placed us in a hotel near Paris, we put down our luggage and took a short rest, and then we started our journey to France.

When I first arrived in France, I felt like I had lived here for a long time, and everything here was so familiar to me. We set off early in the morning, and it was still early in the morning, and it was an experience to experience two early mornings in one day. After saying hello to the teacher, we went to the heart of Paris, Place de Châtreux. The scenery along the road slowly awakens with the passage of time, and the sunlight pierces through the haze of the early morning, and the scenery begins to clear. I sat on the top floor of a double-decker bus and looked out over the city, giving me only one feeling of pure life – life.

"Luo Xue, it's up to you for the communication we will meet." Jiang Caiying and I cast extremely trusting glances.

Luo Xue picked up the camera and said, "Look at this! "Click, we're frozen in the photo.

The antique buildings on both sides reveal the vicissitudes of time, and the sunlight reflects on the marble buildings, and everything flickers without words.

We came to the square, where the crowd flowed, Luo Xue stood excitedly in the middle of the square, stretched out her hands and raised her head to embrace the blue sky. Stepping on the ancient stone slab, my heart is slowly feathered, here you can breathe freely, this is the end of life.

"Wu Yin, Cai Ying, let's go see the street performances!" Luo Xue said.

Jiang Caiying and I followed Luo Xue to the fountain, people here are sprinkled here in twos and threes, enjoying the sunshine at the moment, the climate here is indeed comfortable, although it is July, the temperature is only 18 °C. The wind comes from far away in the square and penetrates your body and mind. We noticed an old man sitting at a piano and playing expertly.

"What is he playing?" Cai Ying asked.

I stepped forward and listened, the familiar melody carrying my young heartstrings, and I gently flicked my fingertips and said, "To Alice." ”

"You know all this?" Luo Xue and Jiang Caiying said.

I couldn't help but applaud

"- Très Bien," Luo Xue said. (Awesome play)

Jiang Caiying and I looked at Luo Xue blankly, "Huh?"

The corners of the old man's mouth were upturned, and his gray beard was accompanied by a smile, giving a gentle answer.

The old man beckoned to me, as if inviting me to play with him. I slowly walked towards him and sat next to him, my hands on the cold white piano keys.

The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to let me look at Luo Xue and said, "Parler pour elle." (Play it to her)

I seemed a little confused, but one thing I was able to get clear was that "it's time to perform the real technique." ”

As my mind quickly flipped through the information of this piano piece, my mother seemed to be standing beside me, holding my hand and playing it, and my mother and I were playing this piece in the vast square, dedicated to my beloved!

"To Alice" is composed of five sections. The A section is in A minor, which is gentle and kind. Then, moving on to C major, which is a relationship major in A minor, the mood suddenly becomes clear. This tune, the feelings are more clear. After a series of rapid transitions, it returns to section A. The C section uses a lot of chords, and the atmosphere is changed. The mood appears serious and steady, as if the author is contemplating. Next, a triplet phrase appears. Express warm emotions. After a descending chromatic transition, it leads the piece back to section A, where the piece ends in a very beautiful and gentle atmosphere. Beethoven composed this piece in 1810. He dedicated this exquisite piano piece to Elizabeth Rocker. The music is written in rondo form. The theme that appeared at the beginning was simple and kind, portraying the image of a gentle, beautiful, simple and lively girl. This theme is repeated three times in succession, with two contrasting interludes in between. The first interlude is built on a new tonality, with bright tones and joyful moods; The second interlude is set off by a fixed bass in the left hand, the color is dull, the rhythm is strong, and the music appears serious and determined. A series of ascending triplets followed by a smooth and lively descending chromatic tone naturally leads to the third reenactment of the theme. The music ends in a joyful and bright atmosphere.

My fingertips seemed to skillfully search for the memories of the past, and I played the keys freely, just like my mother taught me in that small study. I looked at Luo Xue, "Xue, has my piano reached me?" ”

At this time, the people in the square were gradually attracted to it, and the people standing there applauded without hesitation. I heard the voices in the square, saw the smile on Luo Xue's lips, and the cold keys helped me regain my memories of the past.

I got up from the piano and bowed to the old man. “thank you.”

The old man teased me like a child, and made an "OK" gesture between his eyebrows.

"Wu Yin, you can still play the piano, you can't hide it!" Cai Ying and Luo Xue kept asking questions all the way.

"Uh-huh, isn't it okay?" I said.

"Cut!" Luo Xue and Cai Ying walked by themselves.

"Let's go have coffee! How can you come to France without coffee? Luo Xue said.

"I remember there was a nice talk coffee shop near the Rhine." Luo Xue said.

Indeed, as Luo Xue said, this coffee shop is good, located next to the street lamp, and the green spider plant hangs in front of the store, and people will sit here to drink coffee.

The three of us found a place to sit at the door, and the clerk quickly came over with the order. Jiang Caiying and I motioned to Luo Xue (I'll leave the coffee to you.) ）

“Besoin de rien?” The clerk asked politely. (Anything to order?) ）

"Three cups of brownie," Luo Xue said politely. (Three glasses of brownie.) ）

The clerk nodded, turned and walked away.

"What's the name of this coffee shop in Luoxue?" Jiang Caiying asked.

"Pure café." Luo Xue said.

"Poof!" I couldn't help but laugh.

"This was once a place where two boys and girls fell in love." Luo Xue looked at the red storefront affectionately.

"Has love seen it before sunset?" Luo Xue said.

Jiang Caiying and I shook our heads.

"Jesse, a best-selling author, came to France to promote his new book and reunited with Celine, who had met by chance on the train nine years earlier, at a bookstore reader's meeting. Jesse and Celine sat down by the window at Le Pure Cafe, with a cup of coffee and orange juice, talking about what had happened in nine years since they had seen each other. Time flies, the café is still standing in place, and new faces appear every day where Jesse and Celine have sitted. Luo Xue recounted.

"So before sunset, they're each other's lovers!" I say.

"Uh-huh, that's understandable." Luo Xue said.

I sat on the mahogany chair and looked into the distance of this alleyway, and suddenly remembered what the art teacher had told us about the sound of a deserted street. It was the sound of the wind blowing, and I seemed to understand it at the moment.

The sound of the wind and the sun shine on the table, and the shadows of the leaves sway on our faces. An inexplicable sense of familiarity hit my mind.

In the incomplete impression, I saw a pair of lovers walking on this street holding hands, their backs fell far away on this stone road, I could faintly hear the girl's laughter, naturally relaxed.

"Ahh My mind was like the world was collapsing in a moment, and my consciousness was completely lost in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Caiying asked.

"Nothing." I was in a cold sweat on the top of my head.

"Do you remember something?" Luo Xue asked.

"No, I always feel like I've never been here." I say.

"Don't make a fuss, you've been here in your dreams." Jiang Caiying said.

At this point, the clerk walks over to the table and places three cups of coffee on the table "Votre troisième tasse de café, s'il vous plaît" (the three cups of coffee you order, please use slowly. ）

"Thank you!" I said subconsciously.

Suddenly I realized that this was France!

"No...... Guest...... "The clerk replied not very fluently.

My whole person is not good, oh my God, French people will be Chinese and depressed......

We drank coffee and talked about where we were going next.

"Let's go to the stalls on the banks of the Rhine!" Luo Xue said.

"Huh? What is there to shop for in the stalls. I said.

"It's full of private stalls, selling all kinds of self-created artworks, as well as some painting materials and some very old books." Luo Xue added.

"Thrift market?" Jiang Caiying asked.

"Almost!" Luo Xue said.

After tasting the bitter coffee, with a sweet mood, we went to the so-called thrift market.

As I walked along the road, I was attracted by the French people who passed by, and indeed, a hundred years of suffering in exchange for everything they are so comfortable with now. How can we be like this, walking on the street without trouble.

For some reason, as I look at the buildings and words along the road, a consciousness always calls to me softly in my mind, flashing some mutilated images. Suddenly, the soles of his feet tripped over a raised stone slab.

"What's wrong? Looks bad today, huh? Luo Xue said with concern.

"No, I feel like there's something important to me here, and I always feel like there's something resonating in my heart." I say.

"Pull it down." Jiang Caiying pulled Luo Xue and walked away.

We came to the mysterious thrift market next to the Rhine, where the towering French plane trees shrouded in small shop cars, and many people came here to shop for goods, some seemed to be haggling with the shopkeepers, and some simply stood by the shops and looked through old books.

We came to a shop full of easels, and the canvas was full of the owner's masterpieces. The shopkeeper leaned back on a recliner and read the newspaper.

"Ces tableaux comment vendre," Luo Xue asked, leaning on the side of the shop. (How do these paintings sell?) ）

The shopkeeper slowly put down the newspaper and got up from the recliner. It turned out to be a Chinese. His head was full of black and white hair, and his tired eyes looked at us.

"Chinese?" Uncle asked.

"Are you also Chinese?" Luo Xue asked.

The uncle's eyes were full of excitement \(≧▽≦)/, as if he hadn't seen his compatriots for hundreds of years.

"What paintings are you going to buy?" Uncle asked.

"This one." Luo Xue said.

I looked at the painting, under the faint black and blue sky, the café with dim lights received people coming and going, giving people an inexplicable sense of harmony.

"This is a copy of the painting, "Night Café", Van Gogh's work, the little girl really has an eye!" Uncle boasted.

"How much?" We asked.

"No need, I'll send you." Uncle said briskly.

"Huh? Not good! We say.

"In a foreign country, I can meet a few Chinese, which makes me feel cordial, so I should give you a meeting gift!" The uncle took down the painting from the easel as he spoke.

"Thank you, uncle." We thank you.

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, how can art be linked to money?" Uncle said.

"There are still some old books here, if you like them, take a few and go, they will also accumulate dust there, so I will give them to you!" Uncle said.

We buried our heads in picking up old books from the shop, and the dust was indeed thick, but I knew it was time!

My eyes were drawn to a book with a pale white snow-capped mountain on the cover of the gray, blue, and green. I picked it up, "Boss, can this be given to me?" ”

"No problem!" Uncle said.

I looked at the cover "The Snows of Kilimanjaro"

"Uncle, what do you mean?" I asked, holding the book in my hand.

"The snow of Kilimanjaro, written by Hemingway." Uncle said.

Luo Xue took the book and said with a smile, "It's been so long, you still like to read this book!" ”

"All in English." I complained.

"It's okay, just practice your foreign language!" Luo Xue complained.

At that delicate stall, we met a kind uncle and received these precious gifts.

We walked down the road with a bag of books and paintings.

"Do you think Uncle will feel distressed!" I say.

"You think it's you!" Jiang Caiying said.

“。。。。”

"Xue, why are you so good at French?" I asked.

"I've lived here for so long, it's natural ......," Luo Xue muttered.

"Huh?" I say.

"I learned it myself!" Luo Xue said confidently.

The wind of the Atlantic Ocean blows the people passing by, and the blue sky and flowing clouds envelop the sky. Before we knew it, we had come to a bridge. My heart started beating fast and I looked around and said, "What's wrong?" I asked myself.

"Wow, there are so many locks here," Jiang Caiying said.

"This is a love lock, lovers lock each other for their own lives, never separated!" Luo Xue said.

"It's romantic!" Jiang Caiying shouted.

I walked to the bridge with wide eyes, crouched down and stroked the locks, the cold metal reaching my heart.

I looked at the calm surface of the river like an oil painting, "Here?"

Suddenly, a dazzling golden sunset color flashed in his eyes. "Hahaha!" The laughter of two people echoed in his head.

I look around, I've been here? Have I been here? Why does my heart hurt so much? Why do I want to cry? Why?

I gasped and lay on my stomach by the railing of the bridge, the colors of the sun churning in the river and blurring.

"Forever!" That voice was so clear in my head.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xue patted me on the back and asked.

"Your face is really bad!" Luo Xue said.

"It's fine." I say.

"Let's go back to the hotel and rest!" Luo Xue said.

"Hmm." I nodded.

We left the bridge, but I still can't help but look back.

Lock. River water. Sunset. Who are you?

Back at the hotel, I collapsed in bed exhausted, and my body was getting weaker and weaker to withstand the exercise. I gripped the sheets tightly with both hands, "What, is that day coming?" I don't want to! ”

I sat on the edge of the bed with my head in my hands, everything was so strange today.

"Knock knock!" There was a knock at the door, and I strode to open it. It's Luo Xue.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xue asked.

I was sweating profusely and panting and said, "It's nothing, it's just tired, like my body is failing." ”

"Jingle bells." Luo Xue's mobile phone suddenly remembered

"Hey, Sister Xia Ru." Luo Xue immediately left me and ran to the window to get on the phone.

It seems that there is still talk and laughter. I went to the bathroom and put a lot of cold water in my face, which stimulated my nerves.

"Wu Yin, Sister Xia Ru wants to talk to you." Luo Xue shouted outside.

"No, let's talk." With that, I walked out of the room and went out to breathe.

Luo Xue looked at me strangely. I walked down the hallway of the hotel with my head down.

"Sister, I'm scared, I'm afraid that this will be the last time we talk, I'm afraid that this will be the last time I'll hear your voice......," I said to myself.

My back disappeared at the end of the hallway.

Once something touches the most important place in your heart, it is the origin!

It all started with great milk.