Time is quiet, I step on the fragmentary time, on the plain paper of the years, full of early spring whispers, Ying Yi understands, between the eyebrows and eyes of the season, waiting for the flowers to bloom, so that the little thoughts, in the bright and warm.

Liu Mengling's pair of eyes couldn't help but widen, and she bit her silver teeth and said, "Am I so terrifying?" Then if you dare to talk to me, you won't be afraid......"

Liu Mengling's threatening method was indicated by a string of ellipses, which made Lu Feng fall into the abyss of fear even more, and he said in silence: "The ancients said that 'if you don't enter the tiger's den, you can get the tiger', and I am studying painfully." ”

"You, you really shouldn't be doing hotel work, go and write."

Liu Mengling's proposal was exactly what he wanted, Lu Feng seemed to have found a confidant, and said happily: "I have this intention, but the writing industry is quite difficult to mix, it is a lonely and long road, and I haven't even gone to a regular university, it's hard!" Nowadays, you can only rely on self-taught, and it is hopeless for a teenager to become famous. ”

"I think you're still quite there." I don't know if Liu Mengling deliberately sent a typo, but on the days of this rare encounter, it's also a good thing to make jokes and release the usual huge pressure.

"You think too highly of me, I don't know how to make up a table, but I can make up a website." Lu Feng's ridiculous tone made the distance between the two of them a lot closer.

Liu Mengling looked at the wind passing through the homepage without a trace, the fresh green gave people a sense of tranquility, she said: "I just looked at your personal website, you are doing a good job, you are much more mature than I thought." And the articles you write are very fluent and your ideas are very clear, and it is an honor to know you like this, really. ”

Liu Mengling's sincere words moved Lu Feng for a while, he hadn't heard such heart-warming words for a long time. Over there, Liu Mengling continued: "I saw an article in the mood essay 'Casual Fate, Phoenix Dance, Farewell', I think it must have been written by you. I read the whole article before I read the author. ”

Liu Mengling's categorical affirmative tone made Lu Feng happy, this girl's eyesight is really good, and he could see it at once, this time he really met a bosom friend, and he couldn't help but want to be happy.

Despite the vicissitudes of the world, blurred and changeable, I believe that no matter what kind of parting and missing, there will always be a soulmate among the three thousand passers-by, waiting for a soulmate to meet in this life and accompany each other to old age; No matter what kind of wind and rain you experience, you will always find your own bright scenery.

"I also read the article about your grandmother, for example, she can think of raising chickens and geese in the garden, which is really creative." A light smile appeared on Liu Mengling's cheeks.

Thinking of his deceased grandmother, a faint sadness flashed in Lu Feng's eyes, and he said softly: "It's a pity that her old man has left me forever, and she can no longer snuggle happily by her side." ”

There are some things that keep it like that, and it will not be able to recall his mellow fragrance until he is old. Liu Mengling whispered in a low voice and said with relief: "Just think of something happy." But you were mature a few years ago, and I had no experience at that time, but I was very immature. ”

Liu Mengling's words were too modest, and Lu Feng said with a straight face: "In my eyes, your appearance is as mature as your thoughts, and I just think a little more." But in reality, I don't want to be too old, I still like the simple happiness and sorrow of youth. ”

Liu Mengling's crescent-like willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her voice raised a little: "Actually, I'm not mature at all, really, only classmates who have an average relationship with me will say that I am mature." But friends who really know me and know me well will advise me not to be so simple, not to be so idealistic, not to trust others too much, not to think of everything for the good. ”

Liu Mengling talked eloquently: "But the life I have been exposed to, my family education, and the life I want have made me see the beauty of this world, so I always think about the good in everything." Although I used to help my family in business, now I do a lot of work on my own, and I also see the cruelty and despicability of society, but I don't want to be involved. ”

Liu Mengling's purity in heart made him can't help but look sideways, why shouldn't he be like this, but after all, some things still have to be faced by himself, although I also want to have no quarrel with the world, but it is not something I can control at all.

Sometimes others will slowly force you to face the cruelty of reality, but I still want to maintain a peaceful state of mind, just like the hermit of the ancient countryside, picking chrysanthemums and leisurely Nanshan.

"I've also written a lot of diaries and essays, all in my diary. I now read the articles on your website, which are full of nostalgic love. Liu Mengling said softly, her eyes glowing from time to time, full of infinitely beautiful longing.

Maybe good love, it should be like that, I think you are like the full moon and beautiful, you see that I am like a flower and jade for you, to be able to love a person, to get old, that is the true realm of love.

Lu Feng struck: "But many loves are rarely consummated in the end, perhaps our imagination is too perfect." So I didn't dare to write about my own tragedy, for fear that it would hurt my heart again, but I just hoped that I could still write it. ”

Many times life is a tragedy, as long as we have tried our best and been happy, sometimes it is sad enough to make me cherish the existing happiness.

Liu Mengling nodded, maybe we should thank those who missed it, they made us understand the preciousness of happiness. Don't believe that what should be your own should be your own, and if you don't fight for it and don't grasp it, you will never have a chance.

What is fate, fate is to give you a chance to meet, and the rest, if you want to be happy, you have to fight for it all by yourself.

Liu Mengling said in a slightly soft voice: "I think you write very well, now every day when I go home to do housework, I just look at what I wrote before, I feel a little difficult, I can't understand what I thought at the time, when will we communicate together." ”

"Well, we'll go to the library to discuss it when we have time, it's quieter there." After Lu Feng finished speaking, he suddenly saw a shocking news pop up in the window, Leslie Cheung committed suicide by jumping off the building. I don't know who is so boring, and he released fake news when April Fool's Day was almost over, and Lu Feng didn't care much.

But Lu Feng couldn't hold back after all, and went to major news websites to confirm, only to know that this was a real thing that had happened not long ago. At 18:41, my brother walked very calmly to the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel, bowed deeply and gracefully to the inner wall, and then jumped down in his most stretched figure...... left countless sighs behind him.

At this moment, Lu Feng's whole body was completely sluggish, it turned out that his brother was really gone, and he chose a day that the soul could not admit, a day that made the soul have a kind of hope, a day when nothing could have happened, and a day when everything could have been passed with a smile.

When I thought about the first three years, I and my cousins who were about to part, sang "Song of a Thousand Thousand Que" together, and the harmonious family affection seemed to be right in front of me. and in the second year of high school, I sang "Spend Together" with Zhang Yang and Zheng Guang, two friends, and the friendship of my youth was so transparent and pure.

Those songs have accompanied us through our youth, it was an indelible good time in our lives, and I miss it very much. Now the song is over, the people are gone, and our youth is about to fade......

With nostalgia and reminiscence, Lu Feng silently opened the Wind Passing Without Trace Forum, but saw Lu Hua Qingwu's parting post: Goodbye, the wind has passed without a trace!

Maybe the moment the wind rises, we think that the wind has passed and there is no trace;

However, we have all forgotten that when the wind passes, the leaves will fall, and the flowers will wither when the wind passes;

No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they can't beat the wind.

No matter how green the leaves are, they can't stop the autumn wind from chasing away.