The visa to go abroad was quickly processed, and I didn't tell Huaien before that.

I knew she would be sad when she learned of my departure, and I never said goodbye to her, I just didn't want to see her sad, so I chose to leave quietly.

The day before I left, I went to see her in the dormitory, her knee was already scabbed, there was no big problem, and I talked to her for a while before leaving.

My seemingly relaxed expression was actually a little reluctant in my heart, and I probably knew that this parting was very likely to never see each other again in my life.

If she does go to the United States as promised, then I will come back with the fear that she will already be gone, because that is what I intended.

Life is like a dream and there is no end, the wind blows the clouds like snow, the green pings gather and disperse, and the world tastes tea. It's probably a year, so long, we all have our own world to go, no one can predict tomorrow, every time we turn around, it can't be said to be forever. When she returns, God knows where we will be in our respective destinies?

When she left, she sent me to the school gate, and I said goodbye to her softly, and she asked me why I said goodbye in confusion. I smiled silently, helped her fix her windswept hair, gave her one last look, and then turned away.

My mood tells me that I still have a love for Huai En after all, she has already quietly entered my life, although this has nothing to do with love, but has already occupied a world in my heart, I know that she is finally the same as Wei Lai, has become a wisp of concern in my heart!

The first stop of my travel visa is Australia, and I didn't plan the itinerary carefully, as for where to go next, it's not too late to make a decision at that time, anyway, short-term tourist visas can be done anywhere, so I don't bother to do special research on the itinerary.

In fact, although I decided to go on a long trip, I didn't really want to go anywhere in particular, I rarely paid attention to foreign tourism culture, and I never thought of going on such a trip before, so I don't need to say the reason for this decision.

The reason why I chose to make my first stop in Australia is only because it is said that the season there is exactly the opposite of China, and it is summer, and I want to experience what it is like to change the seasons in an instant.

Before leaving, I re-applied for a mobile phone card, I didn't tell anyone the number, I wanted to disappear completely for a while during this trip, and I didn't want to contact anyone.

Sometimes I don't have worldly concerns to get back to my original heart, and there are some things I need to think about.

Sitting on the international flight to Australia, my mood was not as relaxed as I imagined, the moment the plane rushed into the sky, I once again inevitably remembered the woman hidden in my heart, and thought of the past that happened between me and her because of my fear of heights!

I remembered the incident of making a fool of myself in front of a group of agency leaders in the elevator of the construction site and was disgusted by her, I remembered the situation when I told my mother about the origin of my fear of heights at her grave, and I remembered the incident at the top of Huashan Mountain where she designed to trick me into saving her.

The shattered memories became extremely clear at this moment, and reconstituted a complete picture in my mind, in which she stood in the red mountains all over the mountains, with the wreath I knitted for her on her head, and smiled sweetly at me in the warm sunshine!

When the corners of my mouth unconsciously rose, I suddenly realized that I had always been powerless about these memories.

Although I have never mentioned it, I have to admit that in countless nights of dreams, in countless quiet afternoons or dusks, when I lie on a chaise longue under the trellises, when I sit on the reef by the pier, I inadvertently recall the past that I thought I would eventually forget with time.

I sometimes think that I must be really old, although I am only in my thirties, if there is no accident, I am probably not halfway through my life, but my heart seems to have grown old in this mean time.

Because only old people will use memories to comfort loneliness and use the past to nourish the years.

I know that the deepest knot in people's hearts has always been feelings, which entangle our lives in a thousand ways, and it seems that only by tasting love and hate can we be indifferent to that little bit.

How many romances come and go in a hurry, and in the end, only a puddle of the past is left, let us pick it up one by one in the remaining years. The passing years seem to have only aged a little bit with the waves, but the people in the passing years have long been scattered to the end of the world.

I even think of Lin Wei, Li Ruyi, Li Xue, and those people who have nothing to do with my life.

But more often than not, I still think of the woman who walked into my heart for the first time, and the woman who makes my heart ache when I think about it.

One of them opened my heart, but after all, after entering my heart, they were ruthlessly dragged out by fate, and since then, even occasional thinking seems to have become a sin. Sometimes it's not that anyone is too affectionate, it's just that the fallen leaves can't resist the blowing of the autumn wind after all, and helplessness is the eternal rule in reality.

The other made me watch, watching her die in my arms, and then slowly brought the door of my heart, and from then on, yin and yang were separated......

We have pursued so-called happiness all our lives, but we ignore that there has never been happiness in this world for no reason. There are many prosperous branches, and how many autumn leaves will wither. There is as much poetry as there is, there will be as much spring hatred and autumn sorrow.

In this brightly lit world, no one can live a smooth life without staining the dust, and no one can live unharmed. Life is never absolutely stable, in the quagmire, no one will lend a hand, only self-help, can be liberated.

Because your life is just your life.

No one can grow in your place!

Only after being drunk knows the true taste in the cup, only when you wake up can you know that people are cold, only after experiencing barrenness and ups and downs, you have to wake up, the happiness we pursue in our lives is just an empty dream, and we are still alone when we wake up!

And the bystanders of all this seem to have only time, and all the consequences are up to us.

Only after an occasional rainy season, will the memories be inadvertently left under the courtyard wall, dyed with moss, and wet Daiwa! The weather is sunny and sunny, and it is still brand new.

Through the porthole of the plane, watching the plane fly over a cloud, I watched the mainland fade away, and then the blue sea, as far as the eye could see, and I could see nothing but the sea.

For a moment I suddenly felt extremely hopeless, as a human being, we were born in this reckless world, and no one asked us for our opinion to bring us into this world, and from then on we began to interpret it according to the fate of the plan, step by step, until the end of life.

You don't know him, but you know that he will eventually go the same way as you, and then go to a common destiny, without exception. Isn't life a desperate thing in this way?

Those so-called wise people who so-called give meaning to life probably also respond to this deep-rooted despair, and will try their best to distinguish themselves from others.

They ignore that in the cycle of life and death, their so-called meaning is just the difference between ants and grass mustard, and in the face of this endless everything, it is just a fate of different paths.

The season in Australia is really in the middle of summer, although I know something about the relationship between the earth and the sun, but I am still slightly shocked, just because the earth's axis is slightly off, so many subtle changes in the world, probably this is the so-called heaven and earth creation, I think.

After getting off the plane, I checked into a hotel that I had booked in advance, and after a short rest, I started my solo trip to Australia.

I bought a local travel magazine and followed the instructions on it one by one.

I went to the famous Sydney Opera House, and it just so happened that the day's performance happened to be a singing artist from my country.

Let me deeply experience what is the real art of singing, incredible, he actually performed both male and female voices so perfectly, the male voice is high-pitched and bright, the female voice is soft and delicate, and the world's top opera house, the performance effect is simply breathtaking.

Later, I learned that the person who shocked me was named Li Yugang.

Next I went to Melbourne, the city of dreams, the Great Barrier Reef and the Gold Coast, and the famous Wave Rocks.

I deeply realized the miracle of nature's creations, and when I stood in those landscapes, I felt awe in my heart, and my mood seemed to be suddenly enlightened.

That's kind of what travel is all about, I guess.

Half a month later, I left Australia and flew to Europe, so I went from summer to winter, and I felt like I was in a trance.

At this moment, Europe has just experienced a heavy snowfall, I stand on the Cam Bridge and watch the river flowing slowly under the bridge, the cool breeze blowing in my face ruffles my hair, and the sound of the whistle in the distance seems to have traveled from a long history.

Decades ago, the great writer Xu Zhimo left a popular poem and a legendary story about love here.

For the love of his heart, he did not hesitate to abandon his wife and children to cross the ocean and go to her, which created a love for the world.

However, even if he is as infatuated as him, he can't save a relationship after all, and it ends in tragedy. In the end, because of that woman, in order to go on a date, she ended up with no bones.

Doesn't that woman love him? Naturally, it's love, but the reality is like this, there will always be so much helplessness, she just doesn't want to live too torn, so between love and Enron, she chose the latter.

If she can be as desperate as Miss Lu, maybe this good story can have a perfect ending.

But if that's the case, then this is probably just an ordinary love story, and probably won't be passed down to this day. This also confirms the saying that only regrets will be remembered......

(Alas!) What the hell is written here⊙_⊙! ）