Before the cold of winter has dissipated, the cherry blossoms at the school have been in full bloom for many days. And when the cherry blossoms are at their most beautiful, they are withering. The sun was shining like a horse, a breeze suddenly blew, and several cherry blossoms flew in the sky as if they were falling snow. A few cherry blossom petals, a wisp of crimson incense. Tourists are weaving, a girl with pigtails, wearing a red cloak, and waiting in the cherry blossom rain. "Ruoping......" Huo Chen's apologetic voice came from far and near, and the girl with pigtails turned around indifferently, her face as cold as ice.

Huo Chen's thin lips kissed, "I know I can't stand you, don't blame Han Lei......" Han Lei is Bai Fumei who Huo Chen has only known for half a month, Huo Chen fell in love with Han Lei's beauty and money, Han Lei fell in love with Huo Chen's handsomeness and talent, and the two hit it off and quickly got the certificate. In the face of the temptation of money, Huo Chen gave up Ruoping and the college dream he had fought for, and the sudden sense of self-expansion made Huo Chen's gestures with the frivolity of getting rich overnight, "You must come on the day of marriage, Han Lei said, she can rest assured when you come" Ruo Ping stubbornly hooked the corners ......of her mouth, and replied without humility or arrogance, "It doesn't matter if Han Lei is at ease or not, the important thing is that I am relieved whether I go or not, Huo Chen, I thank you for your grace not to marry!" After speaking, he walked away with a lonely face.

The cherry blossoms are scattered and withered in the morning and evening. Ruoping walked a long way with a graceful gait, and only when she was sure that Huo Chen couldn't see her anymore did she stop and mutter, "No matter how wonderful the movie is, you should put it down calmly when it ends." However...... "It was dripping, cold and deserted, and a few cherry blossoms rained, suspected to be tears under the flowers." All Apple can do is control herself and turn away gracefully.

This scene happened to be seen by the blue eucalyptus walking in the cherry blossom forest, and she felt pity and admiration for Ruoping in her heart, and everything she witnessed in front of her instantly reminded her of a word - "mourning". The beauty of "mourning" lies in silence, not a negative state of mind, nor a sense of decadence, but a sense of compassion that is sometimes sad. In this impermanent world, reality flows in accordance with the long river of fate. Crying for the transience of flowers blooming and falling, it is better to decorate the end of things with a beautiful posture. Once upon a time, Huo Chen and Ruoping were also in love, and they seemed to be a good match, but it was a pity that Huo Chen's soul needs were not at the same level as Ruoping, and a little superficial material desire moved him. Such a scene of cherry blossoms is appropriate as the end of Ruoping's first love, and Huo Chen is only enough to be a supporting role in this scene, he himself chose to take an early curtain call and walked to another faceless supporting role.

"Ruoping, you don't know how many times stronger than Daiyu of the funeral flower!" Lan Eucalyptus thought to herself. When she was in a trance, Haoyu next to her suddenly put a hand-woven cherry blossom wreath on the blue eucalyptus head, which startled her. Lan Eucalyptus raised her head and protested, "Don't do this! This flower branch grows well on the tree, why do you want to pick it off? Haoyu stared at her stupidly, "In order to make you happy!" "The blue eucalyptus powder is low, and the flowers are silent, and they are fragrant. I saw that the cherry blossoms on the wreath were all five single petals, the pink petals were only the size of copper coins, and the silver-white stamens were like small pearls, crystal white, and beautiful.

Lan Yu pinched the corners of his clothes with both hands, hesitated but still spoke, "Haoyu, thank you for being so good to me, it's just that I think we might be more suitable to be friends......" Haoyu watched the cherry blossoms fall with a gloomy face until the branches were empty. After a moment's pause, he replied with a wry smile, "Yes, then...... Can you be my confidante? Lan Eucalyptus nodded slightly. The place where the flowers fall is faintly revealing the fragrance of the past, and the sky is full of flowers and rain, and the time is very prosperous. The decadence that penetrates deep into the bone marrow, filled with vague beauty, let people's hearts get slightly drunk, and the blue eucalyptus let out a long sigh.

It's not that he's not good enough, it's just that before him, she has burned all her love for another person, but it's too late to have any results. And the person I love the most clearly has a lot of shortcomings, but because he is not mature, he has carved a common memory that cannot be erased. Another perfect him, the time is so just right, and it looks like a good match, but unfortunately, he is not the one who cried and laughed together before, just similar. It's a pity, right? If the two men really exchanged the time they met her, maybe the perfect one wouldn't have had time to mature. Everyone in this world inevitably participates in the growth of others, is quietly remembered, and becomes irreplaceable when they are imperfect.

Haoyu still sent the blue eucalyptus to the school gate and waited for the bus to the city, on the afternoon of the weekend, the bus stop was crowded, a teenager's figure passed by, the blue eucalyptus suddenly looked up and thought it was Zhenping, and found that it was not. Lan Eucalyptus's heart tightened, and his expression was blank. Memories are cruel, no different from tearing a wound on her own body with her own hands, and yet why she doesn't feel pain anymore, oh, because she's numb. Mourning, nothing is greater than heart death! At that moment, she covered her eyes burned by the sun, and no longer wanted to look at the stars at night, so she could only guard the scars and sigh secretly......

At this time, a bus entered the station, and Lan Yu turned around to say goodbye to Haoyu and hurriedly got on the bus. The car started slowly, and the mobile phone suddenly ticked, and it was Haoyu's text message: "If you are in love, please tell me!" For a moment, Lan Yu wanted to stop Haoyu and shouted to him, "Why don't we try to get along!" And in the end, she was defeated by the fear that burned into her heart. The cold wind poured in from the window and blew, and she wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry, and the sadness of not being able to cry was a great pity!

There was a commotion in the car, and the blue eucalyptus was blown by the wind and had a headache, plugged in the headphones to turn on the music to the maximum, leaned on the back of the chair and fell asleep in a daze...... I don't know how long it took, the sound of horns around her was endless, Lan Eucalyptus woke up suddenly, and her sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and she found that the street scene outside the car window seemed to be draped in a thin layer of tweed like cicada wings, and the tall buildings that used to be erected on both sides of the street can now only see the hazy outline of the buildings, as if everything around the white expanse is just a mirage. The cars turned on their headlights, and a blurred glow shimmered. "It's foggy!" The sound of the faint and resentful flute seemed to pass in the ears of the blue eucalyptus, and I don't know where it is standing now?

The car moved as slowly as a snail, the passengers complained, and the driver was sweating profusely, but he could only carefully hold the steering wheel. How long does this have to be a traffic jam? Lan Yu ran to the driver's side and nodded politely, "Please open the door." Blue eucalyptus ran out of the car, a clammy and cold fog on his face, a bicycle "beeping bell" rang the bell and swept by, the aunt on the car turned around and kindly advised, "Little sister, be careful." Lan Eucalyptus agreed with misty eyes, "I know", and Auntie's bicycle has long been far away in the thick fog, and she can't see it clearly. The street lamps flickered in the mist. The streets were damp everywhere, and people were looming through the fog, and only the sound of small, intermittent footsteps could be heard in the distance, and when they looked closer, the backs of pedestrians were slowly moving away. The houses in the distance seemed to float in the sky, like Qionglou Yuyu, and everything in front of them was shrouded in a light veil-like fog, confusing, as if entering a fairyland of ethereal veil.

"What street am I on......" Lan Eucalyptus, who was already a road idiot, was even more confused in the fog, with no sense of direction at all, and suddenly several students wearing junior high school uniforms crossed his shoulders, and Lan Eucalyptus accidentally caught a glimpse of them wearing the school emblem of his alma mater. She was in a trance, "Did I walk near the junior high school?" While wondering, Lan Eucalyptus heard an old man's shout, "Marshmallow!" Freshly made marshmallows! She followed the direction of the sound, and there was an illusion of clouds and fog in the mist, and after a few steps, she saw several junior high school students surrounding a marshmallow stall, and then she was sure that she was directly opposite the junior high school alma mater.

Lan Yu stretched out his hand to take out the money, as if he had just gotten out of school, "Uncle, bring me a marshmallow, I want a pink one." The uncle took the money with a wrinkled hand, "Okay, little classmate, it seems that I rarely see you come to buy it, do you end school so early today in the first year of junior high school?" Lan Yu was stunned for a moment, covered his mouth very proudly and snickered, "Uncle, you are really good at complimenting, I have already graduated and are all in college." "Hahaha, is that so? Then you don't look like an adult at all! The uncle smiled kindly, skillfully added a spoonful of white sugar to the marshmallow machine, dropped a few drops of pink food coloring, and then turned the bamboo skewers in his hand in circles, wisps of cotton wool-like cotton candy wrapped around the bamboo skewers like a snowball, floating in front of him like clouds, and the blue eucalyptus held a large ball of marshmallows in the fog, like brewing a pink dream in a fairyland.

The surrounding fog continued to increase, covering the sky and the ground, and the rising fog eventually merged into a sea of fog. The blue eucalyptus simply waited for the fog to clear before leaving, and sat on the edge of the flower bed along the road and ate marshmallows. As far as the eye can see, the houses and trees seem to be covered with a thin veil, and the whole world is shrouded in misty fog, and it is impossible to distinguish the boundary between heaven and earth. The cars on the street turned on their headlights, but the lights in the fog were like a person who had just woken up and opened his sleepy eyes, looking listless. No matter what you see in the fog, it is vague, and there is a mysterious sense of "not knowing the true face of Lushan".

Returning to the vicinity of the junior high school after many years, Lan Eucalyptus was shocked to realize that the campus should have been renovated, because the comparison with the memory has changed a lot. And the thick fog was like an endless white curtain wall, making it impossible for her to see the place that brought her three years of painful memories, as if the unpleasantness had actually long since been blurred. It's just that those once hysterical wounds are still as eye-catching as the street lights, so shocking! The ruins of memory are littered with corpses and devastation, but now they are finally rejuvenated. But change is never so easy, that is the person who refuses to give up his own tears to scrape his bones and heal his wounds, Lan Yu can't bear to see others change, she would rather others be happy all the time to make her envious, although most of the time, this is just a luxury vision. Everyone in the world has been more or less powerless, and the interesting thing is that the direct reason why people become strong is often because they have swallowed up those powerlessness that are difficult to swallow.

The fog lost the building, and the drizzle was clear. The headphones connected to the MP3 are still playing songs, and suddenly, Lan Eucalyptus sits up straight, isn't the music coming from the headphones suitable for this situation? "Who is bored and tired of looking at the scenery with a magnifying glass, but forgets to see who he is. My universe is light and beautiful. Others come and go like flowing water, blurred vision no matter whether the sky is dark or not, there is no need to guard everywhere if there is no ghost in your heart. The rain is not deep, as long as you are drunk. Whether it is beautiful or not depends on the ambiguity of whether it can be loved. Oh~ If you don't get drunk, you can't learn. As long as I thought, it was not a misunderstanding. Everyone is a treasure, what is the authenticity. What is right and wrong is plausible. Drunk eyes look at the world, the world is intoxicated with me. The world of confusion is not so much, right. It's not bad to look at how the mood is depicted. I sweat my sweat, gorgeous as the sky. Sweet or not, who can taste it for me. It's trivial, it doesn't matter. I can't see fate, only crape myrtle. Only see the stunning, not the absolute. The best taste is intriguing. The chaos is like a hazy poem, and only when you are ignorant can you understand the hazy beauty. The best taste is intriguing. It was Tian Fuzhen's "If You Don't Get Drunk", at that moment Lan Eucalyptus had an epiphany, it doesn't matter how it was in the past, the mentality of looking at things is the most important, just like the marshmallow in your hand, so a big ball looks fluffy and cute, who cares that it is actually a spoonful of ordinary sugar?

The blue eucalyptus continued to lick the marshmallow, and the knot that had once been in her heart was gradually digested like a marshmallow by the warmth of the tip of her tongue. The diffuse fog was blown a little thin by the evening breeze, and one after another bypassed the surrounding houses and trees, and the fog pushed the fog, moving lightly, stagnation, drifting, and churning...... The fog and smoke are horizontal, the clouds are vast, the dawn is cloudy and the moon is subtle. Sometimes the thick fog turns into a cool breeze, and sometimes liquefies into small crystal clear water droplets, which stick to the hair of the blue eucalyptus, moist and moist like a feather veil. She found that the fog was wet to the touch, with a strange stickiness, and did not smell anything, making people suspect that what she had just eaten was a ball of cotton, stuffed in her nose and throat. Blue Eucalyptus smiled playfully, and grabbed a handful of them in the fog with interest, watching the mist slip through her fingers in a strand of streaks. A few small drops of shiny water appeared on her eyelashes, making her reluctant to blink. When you look up, the evening night sky is like a deep sapphire, and under the cover of the mist with the shyness of "holding the pipa and half covering your face".

No matter how thick the fog is, it can't cover the blue sky forever! The fog slowly dissipated, leaving only a soft and ethereal veil, and after a while, it simply turned into a wisp of smoke and flew into the sky. The foggy weather is just to set off the beautiful scenery of the blue sky!