Spring goes and summer comes.

In July 2006, my collection of love stories "Sad Orange" was successfully published by Chaohua Publishing House.

On the afternoon of the day I received the sample book, I called Ye Qian.

"I got the sample book for 'Sad Orange,'" I said to Ye Qian, "where are you now?" ”

"And where are you now?" Ye Qian asked rhetorically.

"I'm here in the CBD," I said happily, "I just gave two sample books to the female writer Li Yang who wrote the preface to "Sad Orange", and I had lunch with her, and chatted for a while, now it's okay, I want to ask where you are?" ”

"I'm about to come out," Ye Qian smiled, "It's okay in the afternoon, let's go out for a walk together!" ”

"Okay," I said happily, "then I'll be next to those four big words on the World Trade Ladder!" ”

Ye Qian smiled and hung up the phone.

I began to wander around the World Trade Arena with a high spirit.

After a while, Ye Qian came over.

"If you're okay in the future, don't come to our CBD," Ye Qian said with a coquettish face, "The impact is not good!" ”

"I wasn't looking for you in the first place," I said with a feigned disdain, "I'm sending two sample books to the female writer Li Yang!" ”

"Her preface is indeed well written," Ye Qian smiled, "Very impressive!" ”

"Her experience is very similar to yours," I said to Ye Qian seriously, "After graduating from university in Xi'an, she worked in a state-owned enterprise in Chongqing, and because she wrote a novel "Where is the Return", she also resigned and came to Beijing!" Her masterpiece "Where is the Homecoming" was included in the "Ten Good Books to Improve Personal Cultivation in 2003" and was also selected as a must-read for contemporary literature in universities! ”

"I think you two are actually quite destined," Ye Qian said with a smile, "and you both traded their own feature-length debuts in the manuscript trading section of Writers.com, and then you both signed a publishing contract with the Beijing Revision Culture Company at the same time, and included in the same series of books at the same time." It's just that her book was finally published, and your debut feature-length novel, "In Dreams and Dreams", is still floating on the Internet like a dead fish! ”

"Yes," I said seriously, "I knew her because I also signed a publishing contract with the Revision Culture Company in Beijing!" ”

"She seems to have come to Beijing a year later than me," Ye Qian thought about it, "and she came to Beijing a year later!" ”

"Yes," I smiled, "because we talked more closely and had a common language, so when I asked her to write a preface, she agreed without hesitation!" ”

"It's actually very hard to write a recommendation preface to someone else's picture," Ye Qian said with a serious face, "Unless I have a particularly good friend, I usually don't write a recommendation preface or book review for others!" ”

"Yes," I said, smiling, "so I have to thank her for having a meal with her at noon today, and then chatting for a while, and then calling you!" ”

"Then I'll come," Ye Qian laughed, "What about books?" ”

"In the bag!" I say.

"Finally a good book!" Ye Qian smiled.

"Every book I've published is good," I said without modesty, "and if it's not good, the publisher won't publish it." It's just that in this book, there are too deep love wounds for me, too many fragments of my dreams, and too deep for my love feelings, so to speak, it can be said that it is a memo of my youth," I said and took out the beautifully bound book "Sad Orange" from my bag and handed it to Ye Qian, "Just like the cover text of this book, the last bit of truth hovering in the depths of the love wound and the edge of dreams." ”

"Why is this cover so familiar?" Ye Qian looked at the cover of the book and asked, "It seems that you have seen it somewhere?" ”

"Tofu cubes!" I reminded.

"I remember," Ye Qian said suddenly, "The cover of this book is almost exactly the same as the cover of your 'Tofu Block' book, and it is also a beautiful long-haired girl crying." However,The above line of text,It seems to be a little wrong with the book! ”

"Yes," I said seriously, "the text on the cover of 'Tofu Block' is 'All the true feelings that wander in the depths of love and dreams', and the cover text of this book is 'The last bit of true love that lingers in the depths of the wound of love and the edge of dreams'!" ”

"The depths of love, the edge of dreams," Ye Qian said as she flipped through the book casually, "The same is true for this cover: love will always make people live in a dream: once in a lifetime, once in a lifetime." It starts with loving someone and ends with loving someone. As long as life is, love is as long as it is; Life is as long as love is. No pain, no tears, no separation, no scars. Yes, it's just a long stay and dependence; Yes, just deep love and love. In each other's body temperature, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, no matter the wind, frost, snow and rain, no matter the east, west, north and south, whether rich or poor, rich and low......"

"Yes," I said emotionally, "in order to pursue this dream that I don't want to wake up, I stepped on the northbound train from Hanzhong, a small city in the Qinba Mountains, in a state of almost sleepwalking, so there is also this book of wandering love short stories born under the wheels of the south to the north, in the ups and downs of love, in the ups and downs of life, in the longing and pursuit of love." ”

"I would like to dedicate this book to those of us who have experienced, are experiencing, and are about to experience true love!" Ye Qian looked at the text on the cover and smiled.

"yes!" I said with emotion, "Love will always leave deep or shallow hurts and pains in some people's hearts, and there will always be more or less sourness and helplessness hidden in deep or shallow hurts and pains." And what the hurt and pain, the soreness and helplessness can't change, it's still the desire and pursuit of true love! ”

"This is a good book indeed!" Ye Qian said with a smile.

Transparent sunlight pours in.

At this moment, I could not see the raging wind and sand and gray sky of Beijing;

At this moment, I can't hear the hustle and bustle of Beijing's traffic;

At this moment, I could not touch the web of confusion in front of my eyes;

At this moment, I don't feel the loneliness of Beijing piling up in my heart.

At this moment, all I saw, heard, touched, and felt was the harvest of golden oranges that Beijing had given me, and I could even smell the faint scent of oranges wafting in the air in this "place where dreams began". It comes from Beijing, from "Sad Orange", from this beautiful writer in front of me who is like-minded with me.

"What's that book of yours?" After Ye Qian flipped through the "Sad Orange" I handed her, she looked at another beautifully bound "book" I was holding in my hand and asked curiously, "What kind of book is that?" ”

"Love letters!" I said it seriously.

In fact, the so-called "book" I am holding in my hand is just a commemorative book that I have bound together with Ye Qian in the past few years by chatting on QQ and text messages on my mobile phone. It was just a few words in this that made me have the idea of drifting to Beijing for the first time; It was the bits and pieces of this that made me give up the cynical writing and start the positive writing; It was these words that gave me the courage to create and publish nearly ten books and hundreds of articles in the five years I was in Beipiao; It is the heart that jumps in this that makes me feel as excited about love as my first love after experiencing a love full of holes; It was the boiling truth in this that made me realize the dream that I thought was unattainable at first, and at the same time swelled my dream of continuing to go up; It is a kind of hot true love in this that makes me see a blue and pure sky in the north, a city that often drifts dust and sand, and even goes directly to the ground......

"Do you know the story of Baron Wilhelm of Germany and his wife Carolini?" I asked Ye Qian softly.

"Say it!" Ye Qian smiled.

"Baron Wilhelm was a well-known German statesman, writer and poet," I said seriously, "and he and his wife, Carolini, were in love all their lives. Married for decades, they have always respected each other. Despite his busy schedule, the husband maintains a strong passion for his wife: he writes a poem for her every day, recites it for her, and dedicates it to her. His wife, Carolia, is glad that she has such a confidant partner, and she is ecstatic every time she receives a love poem from her husband. Baron William never thought that this would delay his business, but he enjoyed it, and his wife would return her husband with a sweet kiss every day. In this way, a love poem every day has accompanied them through their 38-year journey of life. After the death of his wife Carolini, William's habit did not change, and he still insisted on writing a poem every day, which was recited and dedicated to his wife's grave early in the morning. ”

"Love is about perseverance!" Ye Qian said with emotion.

"Dreams are also valuable in perseverance," I said seriously, "and it has been five years since I drifted north!" ”

"Five years of North Drifting, there is a dream every year," Ye Qian smiled, "Five years of North Drift, there is love every day; Drifting north for five years, drifting around, love and dreams go hand in hand. ”

"No," I said to Ye Qian seriously, "I'm five years, you're six years, and you're one year ahead of me!" ”

"It's been five or six years," Ye Qian said with emotion, "It's changed a lot!" ”

"Because of you!" I say it sincerely.

"Do you know what the concept of the World Trade Center is?" Ye Qian looked at the World Trade Center and asked with a smile.

"The whole of Beijing looks up," I said seriously, "showing a public welfare spirit of advocating 'Shang' civilization, an attitude of life that respects 'Shang' civilization, a behavioral concept of advocating 'Shang' civilization, and a sense of social responsibility of advocating 'Shang' civilization." It carries a belief in the World Trade Center, and also accurately interprets the spiritual connotation and life essence of the World Trade Center. ”

"Yes," Ye Qian said with a smile, "what 'looks up' is life, fashion, taste, food and creativity!" ”

"In fact, love is also 'superior'," I said affectionately, "just like the famous German writer Goethe said in his famous book "Faust", through the mouth of the characters in the play: 'Eternal women, lead us up!' I think I can broaden the scope of this sentence a little bit and change it to: 'Eternal lovers, lead us up!' Because a great lover is always able to push us to be positive. Not only do they inspire us with their charisma, personality, and emotions to make us move upward, but at some critical stages of life, our lives can even be transformed and improved because of their presence. ”

"Yes," Ye Qian smiled, "Do you know Su Xun of the Northern Song Dynasty?" ”

"Of course I do," I said, smiling, "and I know what you're going to tell me!" ”

"What are you talking about?" Ye Qian asked with interest.

"Su Xun of the Northern Song Dynasty was still a swinger in his twenties," I told Ye Qian earnestly, "and one day, his wife gave birth to another child. In order to raise money for a banquet for his father-in-law, clansmen and fellow villagers, his wife Cheng Ying persuaded him to sell the car. When his father learned of this, he accused him and said, 'Your brother is a high school scholar of your age, and now you have not even passed the township test, and you have sold your car, what kind of face do you have to live in the world?' Cheng Ying pulled her father-in-law aside and patiently persuaded: "Dad, the car was sold by the child, and if he sells the car, he will no longer be able to ride the car all day long, what's wrong?" ’

Su Xun knew his wife's hard work, and after his father left, he said to his wife: "My father regards me as a piece of rotten wood, which makes me disheartened and tired of reading books." Cheng Ying persuaded: "Although my father's words are excessive, I really hope that my son will become a talent." My father thinks highly of you, saying that you will never be under your brother, and you will definitely be a late bloomer! ’

Su Xun was silent. Cheng Ying said: 'I gave the child a name, what do you think? Su Xun hurriedly asked, "What's the name?" Cheng Ying said: "Shi, the Shi of the car." Wood is used as timber to build cars; For the best material, can be for the Shi. Besides, Shi can also substitute for the car. Su Xun's heart was hot, and he was heartbroken, and decided to study angrily. After a while, there was little money left to sell the car, and Su Xun fell into depression again. Cheng Ying saw that her husband had truly repented and reformed, so she took out a box, which was full of silver, Cheng Ying said to her husband: 'This is the time of separation, my father gave me money to make up for my life, at that time I saw that you were nostalgic for carriages and horses, and you didn't want to make progress, and it was useless to use it. Today, you can wake up, and this money will be used for you to study! Su Xun bit his finger at that time and wrote seven big characters on a piece of white silk: "How can you be a person if you are not angry!" This year, Su Xun was 27 years old. Su Xun was a late bloomer, famous for his talented articles, and together with his two sons Su Shi and Su Zhe, he was included in the 'Eight Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties', known as the 'Three Sus'. ”

"Love someone," Ye Qian said with emotion, "to take him out of the quagmire and guide him to keep rising." ”

"You told me this story before," I said to Ye Qian seriously, "It's all in this booklet!" ”

"How much have I told you over the years?" Ye Qian said as she flipped through the booklet I had bound together, "Unknowingly, I've talked to you so much!" ”

"yes!" I said sincerely, "Beijing has given me so much, just as much as you have given me!" ”

"Beijing is such a city where there is a sow and there is a harvest," Ye Qian said with a smile, "and it makes us always live in a kind of love and dreams, although it is tiring." ”

"But tired and happy!" I then said, "Let's go, let's not hang around here!" ”

"Where are you going?" Ye Qian asked.

"I think it's better to go to the mall and buy an orange for you first!" I said happily, "You once gave me an 'orange' and made me see golden hope in the gray, so I will return you an orange now, and I want the largest, roundest, and most beautiful one, just like a beauty pageant." Of course, it's no longer a sad orange, it's a happy orange, it's not that sour orange, it's a sweet orange, a fragrant orange, okay! ”

"Good!" Ye Qian agreed.

I looked up in a state of thought and saw white clouds floating around in the blue sky just like us. I think, in fact, like a floating cloud that can't float out of the sky, like a wandering duckweed that can't float out of the water, we floating around in Beijing can't float out of the world of dreams and love.

Suddenly, I felt like I wanted to cry.

Because, a book, a book called "Sad Orange";

Because, a city, a city called Beijing;

For there is a kind of love, a kind of love called true love;

Because, a love, a love called love.

"Why do we have so many dreams, you say?" Ye Qian asked softly.

"Because of Beijing!" I said emotionally.

"Why do we like Beijing so much?" Ye Qian continued to ask.

"Because of dreams!" I said more emotionally.