The day of A-Ying's graduation is getting closer and closer. My mood began to become brighter, and every day I felt that before I felt the warmth of the morning sun, I ushered in the scarlet of the sunset, counting the stars, listening to the footsteps of time, sonorous and powerful like the drums of war, knock! Boom! Boom! Walk through my doorway, in my dreams.

In Xinjiang in spring, in the northwest of spring, the east wind is like a diligent scavenger, sweeping away the snow on the ground, and the earth shows a broad and majestic physique.

In the fields and grasslands in May, in the footprints of time, there is a green green: wheat seedlings are woven into a green carpet, the grassland is green, the willows are green, the blue sky and white clouds, and the streams are murmuring. The sun swaggered brightly in the sky's vault, and every day it refused to dusk, and I frolicked into the night with my bright mood, never sleeping.

"Brother, you're about to meet, do you miss me? Are you ready? In a letter in May, her mood was as good as the scorching sun overlooking the world at noon, and the mood of cheering flickered between the lines, and she couldn't see a little gloom and sadness! Love, after the winter sting, will eventually break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

It's time for the clouds and haze to dissipate, and the time to meet is near, closer, closer and closer. Hope encourages me to take brisk steps every day, to embrace the sun, moon, and stars, and to face unknown opportunities.

I'm like an ambitious Don Guy. Like Hade, he constantly challenges himself and challenges all stereotypes. In that era when people were floating in things, after repeated setbacks, I stood up again and again, and I continued to sharpen myself in the competition, persistent and determined.

In less than 100 days, I took nearly 10 recruitment selection exams, and I was getting sharper and sharper. All this is due to the love in my heart and the solemn commitment in my heart and my heart that is not willing to be mediocre.

"Brother! Come pick me up! July 15". Message, that's all there is to it. Wow! A-Ying's graduation season has arrived, and her impatient mood is conveyed to me as quickly as possible.

In a letter that followed, she suggested that I send her back to her hometown first, to meet her parents, and then make plans about what to do in the future. If you love her, let her go!

Who can call you every day and every night for 3 years, cry with you, laugh with you, accompany you to be lonely, accompany you to glory, accompany you through ups and downs, accompany you to watch the sunrise, count the stars with you, and accompany you every sleepless night. This kind of love can't be cultivated, even God will cry!

In early July, I was ready.

Looking at the suspicious gaze of the director of the county office, I handed over my leave slip, and I was already the director of the county agricultural office.

"Picking up your girlfriend home? Why wait until today to say such a romantic thing! We'll leave in the afternoon, we won't even have a chance to celebrate, you kid, it's too boring! "The young county office director happily teased me. She is a comrade-in-arms who competed with me and won together, she is here, I am there, and the relationship is very good!

"One month is not enough, call and continue!" What a friendship.

I cleaned up a little, and the county's grass-green jeep sent me home.

I rarely go home because of my work, and my parents are happy to see me. "Going to pick up A-Ying? Are you going back to our house? The mother rejoiced as if she were a little girl at the thought of her fairy-like daughter, "At last it has arrived, you little boy is so blessed!" God's gift! The mother's snow-lotus-like smile was full of joy.

As soon as my father heard that I was leaving, he feigned anger and said to me, "Get out!" Save me the hassle! "The wrinkles on the face are blooming." I'll clean you up when I get back! He yelled in the back of the car.

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"Sunflowers, they're all blooming!" The little driver looked out the car window, the overwhelming sunflowers, blooming in the endless fields, and couldn't help but say.

I rolled down the window and turned my head to look at the side of the road, where the delicate flowers of the sunflowers were blooming in unison. Huang Cancan, just like A-Ying's smiling face when she first came, chasing the car and laughing. "A-Ying, I'm here, do you hear me? The sunflowers are blooming, do you see them? "I called out over and over again in my heart. The excited heart, accompanied by the wheels, ran as fast as it could, wishing that wings could grow from both ribs, and immediately flew to her side.

yes! Waited 10,000 years! It's too long!

Nianzigou Station, people come and go, crowded, busy, lively. If you can look down on this crowd from the sky, you must be like ants, densely turned, coming and going, as if they are in a hurry to find something.

The morning sun was a little scorching, but it was far less hot than "apricots, walnuts, raisins!" The shouts were enthusiastic, like waves of heat, coming in waves, and as soon as the car door opened, it immediately poured in. The shouting person's eyes were like X-ray machines, and he quickly scanned the people who were rushing to get out of the car, eager to lock on to an unknown buyer. Crowded at the door, causing dissatisfaction among passengers, muttering complaints, recklessly ramming, causing a small commotion, the police came, and only then was they able to squeeze out a passageway.

I was already sweating profusely, and I had to exert all my strength to get out of the noise. My chest was suffocating, and it was hard to breathe freely in this crowded city.

Ponder, bury your head and hurry away. "Bang", what did you hit? When I looked closely, I saw a canopy of pink flowers in front of me, blocking my path. I can't see the person behind the umbrella, the left gives way to the left, the right line blocks the right, the left and right can't go, so I simply stop and see who it is, so domineering.

"Hee-hee-......" smiled weirdly, "Treasury bills, are there any dollars!" "Stiff and twisty Xinjiang dialect. I calmed down from my annoyance with a snort in my head, reached out and picked up the delicate flower parasol, revealing the villain under the umbrella who had nowhere to escape--- with a sweet smile on his face, and his white and blue eyes looked at me without blinking.

The flower parasol fell, the crowd disappeared, and the hustle and bustle calmed down, only A-Ying's white light, in the quiet street, filled with angelic brilliance.

In the more than 300 days and nights of separation, A-Ying, who seems to have grown taller, more mature and more beautiful. The long hair of the shawl lined her elegant peony-like face. Behind his hands, his waist swayed.

"It's not that I won't let you pick it up!"

"If people want to, they will be scolded!" The youngest daughter's house, pursed her lips and laughed stupidly.

yes! It's been so long since we've been apart, so long that we don't know what to do when we meet, and our hearts stir with a feeling of intimacy and strangeness. Is the person in front of me the A-Ying who is haunted by my dreams, calling, talking, and missing in my heart day and night?

But in this silent sea of people, except for staring at each other and smiling, we have no intimate actions, not at all like the drama of reunion after a long absence mentioned in the book! Is this what it really feels like to be reunited after a long absence?