Staggered away, but the footsteps were too heavy, one step at a time, the mountain, he seemed to be standing on the top of the mountain, sending him down the mountain with a smile, how familiar such a face was, engraved in the corner of memory, her heart was touched, her heart was broken, some pieces you always remember, but you have to believe that these are always real at a certain moment, throbbing the heart.

She paused, smiled at him, waited for the wind to blind her eyes, wiped away the tears with her hands, and he disappeared as illusory as a mirage before his eyes. She was reluctant to leave for a long time, rooted, and wanted him to appear in front of her again, but the wind howled, blowing everything away, she waved her hand helplessly in front of her, turned around, lowered her hand, and walked lonely ........

The mud walls and wooden doors, the thatched huts are dilapidated, and the vicissitudes of life are in the open fields, which is especially lonely. Wei Ruoxiao sat against the door, drinking a pot of sake alone, using wine to drown his sorrows, his face was decadent, coarse cloth clothes, and he was shabby. Sister-in-law Chen walked in front of him with his man holding the ox, and when he saw this, the man stopped and said to Wei Ruoxiao on the side: "You, you, don't drink anymore, you just drank all the lake water in front of this door, and she can't come back." If the road is not smooth, people have to choose to turn around, and if they are unhappy, they will eventually choose to be bearish. The chaos and impermanence of this world, stand up, it will pass, you look at you, this day by day wasted yourself, isn't it still impossible to change anything? If you swallow it and laugh at it, your heart will be stronger. You only know that you are depressed all day long, isn't it difficult for yourself? Seeing that Wei Ruoxiao was always only drinking, he had to shake his head, sigh and leave.

Wei Ruoxiao smiled bitterly, poured a big sip of wine into his mouth, and showed a desolate smile: "You don't understand my injury, how do you know that I am bitter, I am bitter." This wine is a good thing, a good thing, it, it can relieve my sorrows, comfort my heart, good, so good....... He was obviously a little drunk, shouted at the back of Chen's sister-in-law's man, and drank to himself. The face of the troubled face seemed to be made of bronze, and the hair flew in a mess on the broad forehead.

Sun Meng saw him from a distance, she suddenly ran all the way, and shouted: "Ruoxiao, Ruoxiao, it's me, I'm back, I'm back, Ruoxiao ........" She waved her hands at him.

Wei Ruoxiao heard the voice, he was overjoyed, the clay pot in his hand shattered to the ground with a "clang", and laughed arrogantly in the direction where Sister-in-law Chen went, pointed a finger at Sun Meng, and yelled: "I said earlier, she is not dead, she is not dead, she will not die, she is back, she is back, my wind is back." Running to her, laughing, laughing wantonly, laughing with tears on his face.

Hugging each other, unwilling to let go for a long time, the temperature of the embrace, shining in the difficult mood, he was relieved, and finally lost and regained, crying with joy, a thousand words only converged into one sentence: "Back, finally back, you are finally back." ”

She sobbed and whispered, "Well, I'm back, I'm back." ”

Reunion is a splendid flower, he firmly believes that the obsession in his heart is also an invincible flower, the flower is in, there can be hope to be found, because when the flower comes, you can harvest hope.

She is his spring, the graceful and colorful flower in his heart, deeply rooted in his heart, and undefeated.

She brushed the tears from his face, ran her hands across the rough skin of her face, touched the beard at the corners of her lips, smoothed his gray hair, and slowly took two steps back to look at him. In the past, with black hair, heroic sword eyebrows, bright black eyes, angular outlines and tall figure, he has always been like an eagle bird in the mountains, exuding cold arrogance and loneliness.

At the moment, Wei Ruoxiao, who seemed to be like two people, had disappeared from the shadow of the past, and the years passed, the eagle in her heart still folded its wings, and the chaos in her eyes made her heart sad: "You, haggard, seem to be a lot older than before, Ruoxiao, it's me, I let you worry about ........" Gently leaning down to his chest, tears pouring down.