Love requires courage, so let's confess it to him! If she also hides her love in her heart like you, aren't you missing it in vain in this life? If it's really just your wishful thinking, remember that love is not the only thing, it's just that you haven't found your partner. Live well, drink some coffee will be in a better mood, and taste the beauty of the moment, at least we always have a memory of the most beautiful.

After replying to this paragraph, Lu Feng's heart already understood, yes, the origin and extinction of fate, and the strong fate and weak fate are not beyond my control. All I can do is tell her before I leave here that I really, really love you.

It was a starry night, Lu Feng plucked up the courage to call Hongye for the first time, and happily replied: "Feng, thank you for the little poem "Liang Zhu" you gave me, the artistic conception is far away, and it makes people sigh about that infatuation. ”

There are some things that I know are fruitless, but I still don't regret it; There are some loves, but they know that they have no chance, but they are still reluctant. Perhaps, in life, there is a kind of emotion, what you care about is not the result; Perhaps, in the soul, there is a kind of comfort, and what you crave is the process.

Thinking that Momiji's mood returned to his previous cheerfulness, Lu Feng's heart also became brighter, his efforts were not in vain, and finally the hazy sky passed, and the girl's bright smile was reproduced again.

In order to eliminate the unhappiness and troubles of the autumn leaves, Lu Feng found a delicate bookmark with a beautiful butterfly specimen that he and Zhang Yang bought in Liangzhu Park in Ningbo. He knows that Momiji loves to write poems, and he loves the beautiful artistic conception of poetry. So he wrote this "Liang Zhu" stroke by stroke and sent it to her, and the poem also expressed his love for the girl.

Vaguely heard a long flute sound drifting by, Momiji hurriedly said: "Kaede, can you hear the sound of the flute, my brother taught the flute in school a few days ago, and now I'm practicing!" I also learned a few tricks, and now I'll give you the first blessing, but unfortunately I only learned the first paragraph. ”

After speaking, Momiji picked up the recorder on the side and blew it softly, the flute sound was tactful and drifting, although it was a little jerky, but it was still poignant and moving.

Lu Feng pricked up his ears and listened carefully, as if he heard the sound of the flute like a singing bird. Sometimes it is like crying in the deep valley of infinite tranquility; Sometimes it seems to be noisy in the depths of the forest in spring; Sometimes it becomes the chirping of a flock of birds. She couldn't help but admire: "Wow, it's amazing, you have to teach me next time, I want to learn too." "I fantasize that one day, in the quiet reflection of the clear mountains and green waters, you will snuggle up beside me, and we will sing a long song on the transverse flute and play a song together.

Momiji agreed without thinking: "Naming is in the middle class, I will bring the flute score of "Liang Zhu", and then I will accompany you to buy a flute, so that I can teach you slowly,"

On an autumn night, the sky is high and the dew is thick, and a crescent moon hangs quietly in the southwest sky. The cold moonlight sprinkled on the earth, it was so gloomy, but the stars of the Milky Way became more and more brilliant. The two walked through the bustling street market to a shop specializing in musical instruments, which was covered with a dazzling array of flutes.

Although Lu Feng usually likes to sing, he doesn't know anything about musical instruments, and he doesn't know where to start, so please leave this matter to Momiji, as long as it is something she likes, she must like it.

Hongye picked up this one and looked at it, and then looked at that one, and finally seemed to have found a beloved treasure for a while, and said happily, "Maple, just this one, you see that it is glossy in color, like a piece of beautiful jade, and the price is also affordable, which is suitable for our novices." ”

Playing with the recorder carefully selected by the red leaves, Lu Feng couldn't put it down, and said to the girl who was thinking about it on the side: "Where are you going to teach me to play the flute?" ”

Momiji thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the rooftop on the third floor of the old place, where there are few people and quiet, and it is not easy to be disturbed." ”

As soon as he walked to the elevator, Momiji groaned and suddenly remembered something, "No, I forgot that there was surveillance there." Otherwise, we'll go to the rooftop on the sixteenth floor, where no one will be found. Lu Feng thought about it, the roof of the building is the place where the satellite receiving tower is placed, and it is usually like they are engaged in sanitation and occasionally go to clean up the garbage during the day.

So they climbed to the top of the stairs, opened the closed glass door, and rushed in. There was no light on the rooftop, it was dark, and occasionally some broken glass was spilled on the ground.

They cautiously stepped over the railing, passed through the complex satellite TV bracket, and came to an empty wall, looking at Yaocheng in the distance, the lights of the tower, clearly flickering.

"Wow, Kaede, what a big discovery, I didn't think there was a paradise here." The red leaves are smiling, and the eyes are like ink crystals soaked in water, black and bright.

The refreshing wind blew on his body, rolling up a curtain of clothes, Lu Feng took out the recorder hidden in his trouser pocket and handed it to her, Hongye pointed to a flute hole and said, "This is do, in turn it is RE, MI, FA, SO, ......, when playing, the body should be natural, relaxed, and facing forward."

Use the fingers of the ring, middle and index fingers of the right hand to close the first, second and third sound holes respectively, hold the flute body with the thumb, press the fourth, fifth and sixth sound holes with the fingers of the ring finger, middle finger and index finger of the left hand respectively, and support the outer part of the flute body with the thumb. Pick up the flute and lean it under your lips, tilting the flute slightly to the lower right.

Breathe naturally when blowing. The number of breaths per breath depends on the length of the phrase. Generally, long phrases should be inhaled more and short phrases should be inhaled, and it should not be excessive or insufficient, otherwise it will cause busy breathing and affect the fluency of blowing. Listening to Hongye's concise and clear introduction, Lu Feng suddenly realized.

Then the red leaves posed, his lips lightly pressed against the flute, and Liang Zhu's weeping music slowly sounded, rippling in his ears, pulling his intoxicated heart. In particular, the flute is filled with a touch of sadness, outlining the infinite reverie and longing for love.

and the sound of the flute in this quiet night, Lu Feng involuntarily recited the poem for the girl:

White * Pianpian, unwilling to stay away from the world,

Only for *, only for the next lovesick lingering.

Yesterday's mandarin duck dream was far away, and now only tears are left,

The long line between life and death makes the world sleepless.

It is the red thread in your hand in the previous life that makes the heart of this life stranded.

The self-condemnation of the mediocre people in the world has turned into a butterfly of resentment.

The infatuation in the world has no point of return, and it is better to compare the winged butterflies in the sky.

At the end of the song, Lu Feng couldn't help but feel itchy, took the flute in Hongye's hand, and couldn't wait to try it. He took a deep breath and blew hard. But no matter how hard he tried, the flute didn't listen to his accusations at all, and only made a whining sound of different lengths, Lu Feng asked puzzledly. "Hey, why did it sound like this?"

Looking at his first hurried appearance, Momiji chuckled and said, "You haven't completely held down the flute, so it's leaking, but it doesn't matter, take your time and try a few more times, I was like this at the beginning." Her words were like a clear spring, moistening Lu Feng's heart that had dried up for a long time.

There was a sincere smile on the corner of the girl's grinning mouth, like a red pomegranate, Lu Feng looked stunned, and said stupidly: "If only you could be my girlfriend, how happy it would be." ”

Hearing this, Momiji's heart suddenly moved, staring at his eyes tightly, and her mouth opened to promise something, but after all, there was an invisible pressure that forced her, leaving her speechless. Momiji turned around, not daring to look directly at Lu Feng's sincere and longing gaze.

After wandering for a long time, Momiji finally shook his head slightly, and said with a bitter look on his face: "Kaede, it's impossible, although my boyfriend and I don't get along and often quarrel, but we are both so old, and our parents on both sides think so, maybe this is fate." ”