"Gently push open the cold flower window and watch the falling snow. I swept away the gloomy state of mind that I had felt since the beginning of winter. ”

The most beautiful adventure in the snow, in the land covered with silver snowflakes, in the mood of strolling through the snow, if you find a blooming red plum, it is the most beautiful adventure in the snow.

At the age of 20, I had such an adventure, and it was a spiritual encounter that I missed.

Ah Xue is the younger sister of her colleague Xiaoqing. Knowing Ah Xue is from the mouth of a colleague. I just joined the work and came to a very remote mountain village, and my colleagues introduced that Xiaoqing has a very beautiful sister. I didn't care, but after a year, I saw his sister at Xiaoqing's home.

She is the kind of natural beauty, with a moderate figure, fair and delicate skin, and the kind that is pink, and everyone will say that she is definitely a beauty when they see her. Of course, her beauty also has an inner cultivation, the kind of girl who doesn't feel that makes people love.

I didn't talk to her once, and although I worked in that mountain village for three years, I basically shut up in my room and studied almost every day, except for working in the countryside. I woke up early in the morning every day and sat in front of the window to read English. At that time, I wanted to take the test again and try to change the fate of that time, so I worked very hard.

Outside the window is the highway, and on the other side of the highway is a local hometown enterprise that produces black tea. Every year during the tea season, many girls are hired to work in the factory. Therefore, the tea season is the busiest season in front of the window. After a long time, many girls came to know that there was a very studious young man on the other side, of course, referring to me.

Although I was only one road away from them, I was too far away from them in my heart. So I was still quiet and didn't make much of a stir among them.

The cold winter is the most difficult day, the cold wind is coming, which will make people miss the warmth of home, and will make strangers who are away from home feel extra indifferent.

On that snowy day, winter is coming, I like the heavy snow that falls, which will give my empty heart a temporary sustenance. The snow is falling, and it is the winter that everyone in Jiangnan is looking forward to.

The tea factory opposite was already very deserted, leaving only three or two people to guard the door. Ah Xue was among the three or two people left behind. She occasionally came to her brother's place to play, and I knew she was working in that factory as well.

As usual, I wake up very early in the morning to read English, no matter how cold it is. I don't know if the sound of reading in the morning every day will create ripples in the girl's heart.

The depths of winter have arrived, and heavy snow has come to this small village in the south of the Yangtze River. It was the first heavy snowfall in the mountain village that year. The snow began in the middle of the night and was two or three inches thick. When I woke up early that day, I was very excited to see the snowy scenery all over the mountains.

Gently push open the cold flower window and watch the falling snow. I swept away the gloomy state of mind that I had felt since the beginning of winter.

There is no smoke, there are no traces, the branches are exquisitely clear, the jasper of a tree is in the wind, the white background reflects the purity, and the freshness of the dream comes with the soft snowflakes. Standing in front of the window, I can hear the sound of falling snowflakes, the snow makes the troubles and tiredness in my heart quietly disperse, let the impetuousness and loneliness in my mind go away, and my heart also becomes soft and lingering with this fluttering snowflake, forgetting to study.

I don't know if the sound of me pushing open the window alarmed others, and there was also a trace of movement in the courtyard of the tea factory opposite. I was very upset, the silence of the snow had been disturbed, and the purity of my heart seemed to have been destroyed.

The girl in red in the snowy mountain, the sound of "squeaking" pushing open the door came, and then a girl in red stood in the snow. My eyes lit up, my heart moved, in the pure snow-capped mountains, an innocent girl with passion like fire, what kind of scenery would it be?! Holy! There is no doubt about that, but it seems to be more than just holiness.

Holding my breath, I admired the rare encounter in my life, and I couldn't bear to disturb this rare spectacle, not wanting it to disappear from my eyes and from my heart anytime soon. I am as pure as this snow, and I admire it from afar, and I dare not blasphemy in the slightest.

There is a feeling that will warm the silence of the heart at an inadvertent moment, and make people feel the tenderness like water from the heart. That's what I felt at that time, and it was the most beautiful sight I've ever experienced.

Ah Xue, who was dressed in red, stood in the snow, raised her face and looked up at the sky, accepted the care of the snowflakes, stretched out her hands, and responded to the touch of the snowflakes. This beautiful scenery is more gorgeous than camellia, fresher than lotus fairy, more luxurious than peony, and the red roses blooming in the snow are unforgettable.

I don't know if Ah Xue on the other side will be looking at me with his spare eyes. I felt the chill outside the window, and it was time to read.

After sitting for a long time, I was ready to come out and move. Putting down the New Concept English in my hand, I opened the door. The snow was still falling outside, and I was in the best mood since the beginning of winter. Covered in snowflakes, I was ready to walk along the road to step on the snow.

When I first walked on the road, Ah Xue was also turning from the road, and we met head-on. I don't know if it's the backdrop of the red clothes or the induction in my heart, Ah Xue's face is covered with a flush, and she looks extraordinarily beautiful. She looked up and said to me in English the three words that would take a lifetime of courage to utter.

I can't describe how I felt at the time, is that what this says to me? I can't believe it, it won't. But there was no third person in the whole snow.

Faced with such sincere and bold emotions, I seemed at a loss. I've never had any response to such a thing, and it would have seemed grossly inappropriate in any way. I could only keep going, a series of deep footprints stretching forward on the white snow.

Maybe she'd been waiting in the snow outside her window for a whole hour and a half. She must have been deliberate in choosing this season, this time, and confessing in such a way.

I don't know how long she has been in love with me, I do think she is a beautiful and good girl, maybe fate has not arrived, my heart is not there, I can only remember this scene forever. This scene warmed me and accompanied me through that lonely time.

Soon I walked out of that mountain village.

The most beautiful memory, later, I went back to that mountain village to visit my old colleagues. I also wanted to go to see Ah Xue, but in the end I didn't go, so let the girl who loves me leave the most beautiful image in my heart!

Is that Axue, who watches love in the snow, still waiting?

Many years later, I still remember that in a mountain village that made me feel very lonely, on that snowy day, a girl in red dressed like a fire of enthusiasm, passed by me, and said softly to me, "I love you!"

My husband was about to leave me and go south, so I went back to my place of work and saw him off.

My husband always has a lot of entertainment, but I rarely go out to eat with him, except when I am a close friend of his. First, he was born stupid and didn't speak very well; Second, I don't like the hustle and bustle of the atmosphere; The third is that there are too many things that pollute the audio-visual outside.

Occasionally, when he goes out to eat, Mr. always pre-jokingly announces: "My daughter is not good at words, she is only responsible for eating, you don't mind!" So, I was free, free from any red tape such as toasting and talking nonsense, and sat down next to him, ate the food he gave me, drank the soup he brought me, and then happily pulled him by the sleeve and went home.

Today, the people who see off Mr. are all very iron brothers. The tall brothers are still the same as in the past, and they exaggeratedly lined up to come over to greet me, jokingly calling me "little sister-in-law", as if I was the second room. Knowing that they are naughty and used to it, I just laugh.

During the feast, the gentleman still picked out the big spines of my favorite fish and put them on my plate as he did at the dinner table at home, and warned his brothers: "Don't eat the fish, look at you fat and strong!" Save it for my daughter!" Looking at their innocent expressions, I couldn't help but laugh. A brother sighed with emotion: "Sister-in-law, look at you being coaxed by him!" I'm afraid this old man sold you, and you still count the money for him!"

"I'm willing to count the money for him!" I'm serious. There is no element of ridicule. Because no matter when, such an action of my husband will arouse the gratitude and warmth in my heart with the same affection. The day of parting makes me reluctant. I felt like my smile was full of tears uncontrollably.

My pedantry is always such dissonance.

There was silence at the dinner table. I bow my head and eat the fish. But I could clearly sense the emotion of my husband. He reached out his big warm hand and scratched my hair......

At the end of the song, the people dispersed, and when they walked out of the hotel, it was already full of stars. Because I was separated again, I haven't walked around the city with my husband for a long, long time. Walk into the night. Spring wind, warm lingering.

When there was no one around, the gentleman squatted down and carried me on his back. The lanterns blooming high on the ring road also instantly became extraordinarily tender and shy. I saw the stars in the sky and smiled and bent my eyebrows.

The son is almost seventeen years old, and the husband is already forty years old, and he has become the old man as the brothers say. In such a season, it is a time when passion burns out and is as plain as water, but our love is still quiet and deep, sweet and mellow.

Looking back on the days when I was pregnant with my son, I never washed my hair or bathed by myself, and he always said that I was too thin and that it would be difficult to do these things. The mother-in-law said to her father-in-law, look at our three sons, how much they will hurt their daughters-in-law! Every now and then, Mr. always pretends to be smart: "Mom, you don't understand, I'm exchanging ten months of hard work for a lifetime of comfort, it's very cost-effective!"

Looking back on the days when the small family was newly built, in order to reduce the burden on their parents, the only property owned by the two poor fools was a marriage certificate.

Life was hard, but he never drifted a cloud in my sky. With a salary of 72 yuan a month, he spent 68 yuan on a business trip, just to buy a skirt for me. I stroked the beautiful skirt in distress and asked, "Are we not going to live?" He patted me on the head and said, "My wife is like a flower, of course I have to live a fancy life!" It's a man's business, you don't have to worry about it!" One time in the middle of the month, with my son, the three of them only had five yuan left, and I asked, "Husband, what should I do?" He raised the banknote in his hand and laughed: "Of course you eat it first!"

Back to the day when I was on a business trip to Luoyang, one evening, I dialed my husband's phone and wanted to tell him: the weeping willows have been full of charm, the French plane trees are full of buds overnight, and those grasses are reluctant to drill out day and night...... Standing in the torrent of galloping time, my heart is filled with panic...... But on the phone, there were only lines of tears wiping away.

The two-month trip shrank by half because of the rain on the phone.

I said, Sir is always so calm and never seems to be flustered. Mom said that on the rainy day when you were sick and unconscious, he hugged you and ran away with a shoe completely unnoticed.

I said that the gentleman was always full of sunshine and never seemed to be sad. Mother said that when you were asleep and did not wake up, he sat in front of your bed without saying a word, tears in strings, and his beard was dense overnight.

I said, Sir was careless. My sister said that he bought raisins for you, and he was only one by one.

I said, Sir always let me. The mother-in-law said that at home, he was let by others from childhood to adulthood.

I said, "Sir, he's very generous, and he never cares about me." My mother-in-law said that when he was in college, because his father opened his letters, he straightened his neck and sat all night in the summer night.

I have been working for 19 years, and I have never participated in a trip organized by the unit. In my eyes, the scenery is the same everywhere, just look at who the people are in the same place. Without him, how would anyone know what kind of expression I want to drink, what kind of breath to rest, what kind of scenery I want to talk about......

Nineteen years of acquaintance, in the rush of time, I always have his open palm on the top of my head, maybe I can't stop all the rain, snow, wind and dust, but someone knows what kind of tears I am really happy and what kind of smile is full of sadness. Under this hard open palm, I have never suffered a trace of grievances. When the heart is clear, the memory will not be wet.

Nineteen years, how many days and nights, I have not calculated; In the past 19 years, I have not counted how much bitterness and emotion I have experienced. But I deeply understand that all of this cannot be described and covered by tangible words! Those years were not easy, but they didn't make me feel a little heavy. It's just that I was too young at that time to understand the delicacy behind my husband's carelessness, the affection behind the casualness, and the hardships behind the smile.

In the melting night breeze, I hugged my husband's neck, gently rubbed my cheek against my husband's smooth hair, and listened to my husband laugh and talk about the old things that he had talked about a hundred times, and tears flowed like a shining stream in the starlight.

Many times, the days need to be looked back. In the tracing of the years, we can quietly appreciate the weight of affection and meaning, and understand the preciousness of the seemingly ordinary. In this era of glitter and temptation, the collapse of the marriage edifice is no longer as rippling as the breeze across the water. Every time I think about it, I'm always very happy. In such an uneasy era, with such 19 years of time, life is enough luxury.

Looking at this man who has endured hardships and has no regrets for the comfort of me and my son, and looks at this man who carries my happy whispers on his back in the night, I feel sorry: What do you take to repay you, the person who loves me the most? I really want to say to him: If one day, you are really willing to sell me, as your brothers ridiculed, my dearest old man, I am willing to count the money for you!

Really, I do!

The story was told by a friend from the south, who is now in Shanghai. He said the story could be set in Wuxi, or something similar. It's true.

The woman is a female host of a TV station, born with bright eyes and generous teeth, and the man is a well-known young writer.

Both of them are still young, they didn't plan to get married so early, but accidentally the woman was pregnant, the two discussed that it was better to get married first, and the two went to register and chose the day of the wedding, and blamed the woman's nature for being too romantic, and the woman insisted that the candles in the cave room should be romantic on the boat.

So the two took a boat on Taihu Lake. In the middle of the night, the two of them heard many strange noises outside the cabin, and then the radio said that the ship had touched the reef and was sinking, so please hurry up and escape.

The man pulled the woman out of the window and threw herself into the water, and that night the wind was so high that the woman, who was not a good swimmer, choked on the water in just a few moments, and it was then that she saw the man swim over.

She thought that it would be good for my husband to save me now, so she grabbed the man's arm, and the man in the night suddenly roared very viciously: "Let me go!" "When the woman didn't know what was going on, the man kicked the woman in the chest, and this kick made the woman lose all her thoughts.

After rushing to the man's residence, he found that the man had committed suicide. He used a rather strange way, which is said to be the most cruel way to end life in the world.

My friend told this story at a banquet where we gave him a reception, and after he told it, everyone lost their appetite. A friend sighed and said that the woman was not worthy of pity, and that she had killed two lives, one for her husband and the other for the little life in her womb. In any case, this is a tragedy.

Everyone was silent for a while, and suddenly an old man with a beard on his face became agitated, and said loudly that he has a saying since ancient times, "Husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster comes."

Husband and wife, that's not it