Lu Feng was lying on the bed, and the image of the girl appeared in his mind from time to time, with short black and shiny hair, a beautiful and dignified face, so radiant, and an unforgettable smile in his life, like a gentle and moving morning glow on the horizon, ruddy and quiet, a kind of youthful love is quietly breeding.

Lu Feng couldn't help but think of that poignant story, a boy was in love with a girl when he was young, but after many years, he still didn't have the courage to say it. Until one day, the boy finally made up his mind to call the girl and tell her that he had always loved her.

The girl didn't say anything, hung up the phone with difficulty, and there were tears in her eyes, the boy would never know, that once the girl also loved him deeply, but the boy said too late, the girl was already in her wedding dress.

So in the middle of the night, Lu Feng got up again, rummaged through the cabinets, and found the words that had moved him for a long time from a large pile of thick books, and savored them carefully. What a sad love this is, since it is true love, why not try to fight for it? The wish of this life should be fulfilled in this life by sacrificing one's life. Even if the next life is a rose, a drop of rain and dew, there are no regrets.

So Lu Feng spread out the letter paper and copied the story word by word, there was a sentence in the letter that he did not directly show to the girl, but only metaphorically explained that the promise that the boy said to the girl in the story expressed his heart at this moment, and he thought that the girl would understand.

Late at night, Lu Feng was still lying on the desk and wrote a letter to the girl for the first time: I count your conversion with my fingers every day, but the days are like against him, and I refuse to leave after pacing.

The days of waiting for the letter were difficult, with timidity and expectation, it was a sunset dusk, and there was a thick red left in the sunset, Lu Feng finally waited for the girl's reply, and opened it with a slightly trembling hand, and what caught her eye was the poem she wrote:

After receiving the letter, I was very surprised, and it was difficult to fall asleep.

As soon as I saw that it was the second watch, I picked up the pen and drew a picture.

If boys and girls are pitied, the ending may be regrettable.

But since they have their own love, how can they hurt her (him) again?

Fate may be arranged by heaven, and true love may not be able to go hand in hand.

The reality of wishes is not simple, how can you just look at the surface?

Boys and girls also understand, so they make an appointment to meet again in the next life.

If there is really reincarnation, eliminate doubts and hold hands!

Your wish is very beautiful, but the reality is always one step away, understand? Would love to be your best friend.

Lu Feng pondered this poem carefully, vaguely understanding something, but he was not sure. When I saw the last sentence, my gray heart suddenly became bright again, the road of love is always bumpy, how can there be any smooth sailing, it is also a great pleasure in life to have such a beloved girl as his mentor and friend.

A few days later, Lu Feng's friend Zhang Yang came back from studying in Hangzhou, and as soon as he entered his house, he asked, do you have a girlfriend? They have been friends for many years, and they talk about everything like brothers. Lu Feng hesitated for a long time: "There is a girl I like, but I ......"

He took out Momiji's reply and carefully handed it to his friend, with some eagerness in his voice, "Your love experience is much richer than mine, just help me analyze and study it." ”

Zhang Yang saw Lu Feng's serious and cautious expression, solemnly spread out the letter, and lines of elegant and free words flew in front of him, this girl's pen writing is indeed good, Zhang Yang praised it repeatedly. Hearing his friend's praise like this, Lu Feng was full of joy, the girl he loved could be appreciated by his friends, and his heart was as sweet as eating honey.

Zhang Yangzai carefully read it several times, and said for a long time: "Look at this sentence: But since you have your own love, how can you hurt her (him) again." This shows that she already has a boyfriend, and then look at the end: If there is really a reincarnation, eliminate doubts and hold hands! This sentence is just to comfort and comfort you. ”

Lu Feng was disappointed for a long time when he heard this, and he actually understood what this meant, but how could he give it all of a sudden, he asked eagerly: "Then there is really no chance." ”

Zhang Yang patted him on the shoulder and said broadly: "That's not true, 'fate may be arranged by heaven', it can be seen that she is not satisfied with the status quo, maybe he doesn't like his boyfriend, or maybe he has to succumb to fate because of some helplessness." But the philosopher said that who can enter your life is determined by fate, but who can stay in your life, fate cannot be decided, and the only one who can really decide is yourself. ”

Lu Feng's heart was relieved when he heard this, and he shook nervous Yang's hand, "This is a lifelong event for my brother, you have to give me more ideas, really, I like to be with her very much, and I like the feeling of heart-warming thoughts." I believe that if we can finally walk together, we will be very happy. ”

After more than ten years of friendship, it was the first time for Zhang Yang to see Lu Feng's anxious words, but sometimes many words could not be said clearly, he was afraid that his words would ruthlessly hit this friend, especially Lu Feng who tasted love for the first time.

Feeling the sweat in Lu Feng's palms, Zhang Yang slowly let go and said, "Brother Feng, don't worry, I'll go home right now and think about it for you again, remember that fate is determined by heaven, and fate is artificial, and nothing can be changed." ”

Looking at Zhang Yang's figure hurriedly going downstairs, Lu Feng's heart also settled down. The flowers in front of the window are quietly blooming, a crescent moon rises quietly, and the mottled shadows of the plane trees are reflected on the curtains. And I, once again, stood in front of the window, speechless for a long time, letting my thoughts drift away with the wind in this vast night. I know, I'm thinking about you. This kind of longing is buried deep in my heart, secretly hidden in the depths of my memory, and placed in the softest place in my heart.

The next day, Lu Feng received Zhang Yang's palindrome, which was a small disk that carried the hope of love. He gently inserted the computer slot, opened it gently, and was quickly drawn to the opening text.

Brother Feng, I think this is the first girl you have met who you really like, if you give up so easily, it means that you are not moving the true feelings, you just met a girl who is more pleasing to the eye or feels better, because if you really like someone, it is impossible to stop easily, although in her reply she reminded that she has a boyfriend, but it does not mean that there is no chance, the long road of love needs each of us to pursue, to persevere.

You say you don't know if she likes you or not, I think this answer will disappoint you, because the probability of saying I love you from a girl's mouth is far lower than that of a boy, because a girl is an angel who has fallen into the mortal world, and she has a reserve.

But you shouldn't give up, do you know, what a woman needs is a man with perseverance, perseverance, confidence, and manhood, if you are defeated by this disappointing answer, and chase other girls, she will think that you are weak, and may also erase the original hard-won good impressions, then not only can not be a good friend, but even a friend is not done. Unless you're playing, but you're not, I know that.

Looking at these words that pointed directly to his heart, Lu Feng asked himself, are you really in love with her? If you don't love her, why will you always entangle her in your heart, when you think of her, you will be sweet, and when you see her, there will always be a thousand words. Love, how difficult it is to meet the person you like among thousands of people, and how can you give up easily.

This was the last rehearsal before the competition, and the conductor seriously criticized: "Your voice is too light just now, you must know that when singing this song, you must keep full of energy and your voice is majestic and loud, so as to truly show the connotation of the song and infect the judges and the audience."