At the end of the month, I began to collect sanitation fees from door to door. I didn't want to take your money, but you didn't agree and told me to take it. With that, I hesitantly rang your doorbell. In an instant, the courtyard door opened, and your mother appeared at the courtyard gate.

I politely said, "Auntie, I'm here to collect the sanitation bill." ”

Your mother said, "Please come in!" ”

I walked into the courtyard gate and smelled the aroma of wisteria. I seemed to see a little boy and a little girl under the wisteria trellis, hand in hand, mouth to mouth, listening to something with their eyes closed. My beauty bodhisattva, isn't that you and me in the past? To this day, the lingering fragrance of your little lips has always been treasured in my heart.

I followed your mother into the living room with some restraint.

Your mother handed me two dollars and said, "Don't look for it." I said, "The neighborhood committee has a rule that the sanitation fee is two cents per household, and no more than one cent is allowed." With that, I put the one-dollar anise I was looking for on the coffee table. Your mother poured me a cup of tea and said, "Sit down and have a cup of tea!" I hurriedly said, "No, no, I still have to collect the sanitation fee." "But your mother insisted that I sit down for tea. I could tell from the look in your mother's eyes that she had something to say to me. At this time, beautiful piano music floated from upstairs. I was fascinated by the sound and sat down on the couch before I knew it. It's not so much that I'm listening to the piano music as I'm feeling your heart.

Your mother asked, as if unintentionally, "Do you know the piano?" ”

I quickly shook my head. It stands to reason that you have been practicing piano since you were a child and you dream of becoming a piano artist. I praise you as my favorite treasure, and you should know how to play the piano. But I really don't understand. When you play "Liang Zhu", because I am familiar with that melody, I can still understand a little. At this moment, you are playing a foreign tune, and I can not only hear whether it is good or not, but I don't understand the connotation of the music at all.

Your mother sat down and said, "This piano piece is called 'The Maiden's Prayer.'" This is a veritable girl's song, composed by the Polish pianist Badatyvskaia when she was 18 years old. Unfortunately, her youth was very short-lived, and she died at the age of 27. The piano piece she left behind is a flower that will never wither. ”

I sat there and listened intently to your mother's story. Although I didn't know how to play the piano, I was moved by this "Maiden's Prayer". I instinctively felt the euphemistic, pure, cordial, and beautiful melody, full of the girl's infinite longing and expectation, and full of youthful and happy wishes. Don't laugh at me, I'm just talking. Whether it's right or not, it's right to visit the Grand View Garden as Grandma Liu in "Dream of Red Mansions"!

Suddenly, I noticed that your mother was looking at me with a strange look, and I couldn't help but feel a panic, and I subconsciously stood up. Your mother was almost ordering: "Bao Jianming, you sit down first, don't be in a hurry to leave." "Hearing your mother's words, I sat down again. Your mother looked at me with a blank face and said, "I heard that you lied to the police station about the case in order to help Oshia get out of trouble. You are really good for Oshinia, and I should thank you. However, it is wrong and undesirable to deceive the public security organs. Of course, in the end, I still have to thank you. I hurriedly said, "No thanks, no thanks, it's all in the past." Your mother said, "You and Oshia are very good friends, but you can only be friends, and you can't develop any other relationship." The reason is simple, the situation of the two families is too different. Ou Xiaoya has been pampered since she was a child, and although she was not admitted to university, she has a high quality. With her identity and upbringing, it's not something your kind of family can afford. I silently lowered my head, and the beautiful piano music was still ringing in my ears. And your mother's words have deeply pierced my self-esteem.

Your mother continued: "Bao Jianming, you are a very righteous boy, and in order to protect Ou Xiaoya, you would rather suffer yourself. I raised my head, looked at your mother sincerely, and said, "Yes, I am willing to suffer for her." Your mother said, "Very well! In the name of a mother, I ask you to stay away from her, forget her, and stop disturbing her life for the sake of Oshinia's happiness. Bao Jianming, can you do it? I shook my head bitterly: "Auntie, frankly, I can't do it. Your mother said coldly, "You are very honest." It is precisely because you are an honest child that I will ask you in the name of my mother. No, it's pleading! Bao Jianming, Ou Xiaoya is very noble, noble like a proud princess. You can't afford the life she wants! Isn't it too selfish to give it but not let her go? ”

Your mother's words are right and realistic, and I really can't give you a prosperous and prosperous living environment. It's indeed a bit too selfish to drag you to live a hard life with me. I looked at your mother in confusion and said heavily, "Auntie, I can try to do what you ask, but ......" Your mother asked urgently, "Say, but what?" I said weakly, "As long as Shinoya forgets me, I will stay away from her." Your mother said coldly, "Well, you have to talk and count!" I nodded and stood up wistfully: "Goodbye, aunt!" Your mother grabbed the money from the coffee table and said, "Wait! Bao Jianming, this money is my prepaid health fee, and you don't have to collect it in the future. I said lightly: "Auntie, in the future, your health fee will be waived!" ”

And just like that, I walked out of the living room without looking back. I can't help but wonder if your mother will have compassion for me when I pass away. Actually, in my heart, there is nothing wrong with your mother. Who in the world is a mother who doesn't want her children to have a good home? Since I can't give you a superior living environment, she has the right to ask me to give up on you.

I remember it was a charming night, the moon creeping up the treetops, and the refreshing breeze blowing. It's such a wonderful night, and you don't have me by your side. You stand wistfully in the old place of your appointment, looking at your watch from time to time. But on the silent boulevard, I never saw me. You don't understand how I can leave you cold on the side of the road and ignore you? At this time, I don't know whose small window floated "Toseri's Serenade". The slow and gentle melody exudes deep sorrow, like a lovelorn standing in front of the window, bitterly pouring out his unfortunate love. At this time, a bad boy came on a broken bicycle, with a mouth full of oily and slippery: "Sister, who are you waiting for?" If that kid doesn't come, I'll be with you! "You were so angry that you walked home with a straight face.

You go back to your room, half-lying on the Simmons bed, holding a translated novel that is Balzac's Love in a Mask. However, although the novel is very well written, where can you read it? You always feel like something is wrong. I didn't show up on time, which was unprecedented. So you just guess what's wrong with me? Thinking of this, you can't lie down anymore. You jerk the novel down on the bed, get up and walk out of the room.

You quietly walked through the courtyard door of my house. You heard me say that there are three families living in the building, and because life is not easy, the electric lights in the corridor are strictly controlled. You walk into the hallway of the Black Ancient Winter, rub your hand against the wall, and carefully step up the stairs. You finally managed to get to the door of my hut and were about to knock when you were startled by a dry cough coming from the cold. Then, the lights in the hallway came on, and I saw my father standing at the top of the stairs.

You lied and said, "Uncle, I'm here to borrow a book from Bao Jianming." ”

My father said with a blank face, "He's out!" It was a tailless eagle, with fluttering wings, and there was no place for it. ”

That scene is so embarrassing for you. My father stood at the top of the stairs and didn't turn off the lights in the hallway until you ran down the stairs in a panic. Feeling aggrieved, you ran back to your courtyard gate, feeling at a loss. If you can't find me, you always feel like you're in decline. You stand under the wisteria trellis for a few moments before returning to your room.

You sit at the piano and play "The Maiden's Prayer" in a low mood. The slender figure is reflected in the pale blue curtains. At this moment, the door was quietly pushed open, and your mother came in silently and sat silently on the small sofa. Even though her movements are light and light, you feel the arrival of your mother. You stop playing, but you don't look back.

Mom asked, "You keep playing this tune, do you have something on your mind?" ”

You say, "No." ”

Of course my mother doesn't believe it, she's from here, and you can't hide it from your mother's eyes. You played "The Maiden's Prayer" again. The beautiful melody lingered in the room, adding to the sentimental atmosphere.

Mom sighed and said, "Mom knows, you can't let go of Bao Jianming!" Xiaoya, Mom admits that Bao Jianming is a good child, but also reminds you to face reality. The Ou family and the Bao family, the door is not right, you really married into the Bao family, do you know what the consequences will be? You replied simply: "Eat bran vegetables!" My mother was a little surprised and asked, "Would you like to live that kind of life?" Say, "Yes." Your mother gets angry: "You want to, I don't!" How can a mother bear to watch her daughter live such a poor life without clothes and food? ”

As if you didn't hear what your mother said, you still play the piano on your own. Mom stood up, closed the lid at once, and said, "Is that how you treat Mom?" You stubbornly said: "Mom, Dad has promised, I can communicate with Bao Jianming, and I can also invite him to come to the house for guests." You can reserve your opinion, but dad can't talk doesn't count. Mom said, "Okay, then wait for your dad to come back, let's talk about it!" ”

You didn't speak, but listened to your mother open the door and leave, then lifted the lid and played the piano music to yourself. However, instead of "The Maiden's Prayer", you play Schumann's "Fantasia".

Actually, I didn't show up for the appointment, and I almost regretted it. Even if I part ways with you, I have to make things clear! That night, I sat alone on a pleasure chair by the Haihe River, looking at the reflected lights of the river, and your smile came to my mind for a while, and your mother's cold face for a while. Let me tell you something that is not productive, I even had the heart to be a monk at that time. However, when I thought that you were standing on the side of the road at this time, you must wait for me to wait anxiously, I could not hold my breath. So, I desperately ran towards the date spot. But when you get there, you're gone.

When I got back to Yijing, it was late. The bright moonlight illuminates the quiet alley very brightly. Looking up at the night sky, I suddenly remembered the story told by my grandmother. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are on each other's side, and only Tanabata can see each other. The endless lovesickness turned into a floating white cloud, and even the magpie was moved. And I waited for me there, and cruelly did not go to the appointment. Alas, what a sin!

I went into the big room and poured a glass of cold boiled water, and drank it with a clatter. At this time, my dad pinned a chopstick to the huqin and was playing the Peking Opera song "Deep Night" with taste. When my dad saw that I was drinking water, he glanced at me and said, "O'Xiaoya has been here." "As soon as I heard that you had come to me, it was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and I didn't know what it was like. I deliberately pretended not to hear my dad, turned around and walked outside. My dad's piano stopped abruptly and shouted at me, "Dumb? Let me tell you, Ou Xiaoya has been here, haven't you heard? I stood still and said without confidence, "I heard you." My dad said, "Why don't you say anything when you hear that?" Ou Xiaoya said, she came to you to borrow books, I don't see it. Are you two arguing? I said impatiently, "Why are you asking this?" My dad said, "What else can I do?" Ou Xiaoya is a big family! According to Aunt Wang, her father was a big capitalist before liberation, and after liberation, he became the vice chairman of the Municipal Federation of Industry and Commerce and a member of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. Her mother's maiden family is even more remarkable, and she used to be the deputy finance minister of the Beiyang government. Ou Xiaoya can take a fancy to you, it's really a bit evil, you kid don't know your own weight! I almost shouted angrily, "Dad, are you bothered?" My dad pouted in anger, only to see him slap himself in the face, slapping the mosquito resting on his cheek to death. The blood stained in the palm of his hand was just sucked out of his face by mosquitoes.

I walked into my cabin and lay down on my cot. The neighbor's lights are reflected through the windows, making the cottage hazy. I grabbed "The Troubles of Young Werther" in annoyance and covered my face at once. Suddenly, I heard piano music floating outside the window. I slowly took the book from my face and stared at the ceiling motionless. A melodic melody wafted through the room. As I listened, a huge tear rolled out of the corner of my eye.

It was late at night, and everything was silent. In the silence, only your window is still lit. Perhaps, you are watching Balzac's "Love in a Mask" again; Perhaps, you are writing a diary at your desk again, expressing the lingering feelings in your heart. At the moment, I could only sit under the window in silence, silently looking at the window that shimmered with a light blue light.

Two days passed, and you locked yourself in your room and played the piano vigorously. At first, I deliberately didn't show up for the appointment, but now you won't see me. Sensei asked, how happy your mother was to see that you had broken off contact with me! But she soon found out that not only did you stop going out of your room, but you stopped playing the piano. What makes her even more terrifying is that you hold a copy of the Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra in your hand every day and recite it endlessly. As soon as she heard "I smell it", she sighed and trembled. And you, but secretly laughing in your heart.