"The Flowers Bloomed That Year"

After the New Year's Day New Year's Party of the Municipal Writers Association, Chairman Li left the goose and few birds, handed over two copies of "Gu Geng Literature", and said with a smile:

"Young birds, this year, our Municipal Writers' Association's "Gu Geng Literature" has published a total of two issues. The first issue has an essay by you, and the second issue is a special issue of the Peach Blossom Festival, but it's a pity that you didn't participate, and it's a pity. If we have any more activities in the future, we have to actively participate in them!"

The goose boy hurriedly took the two books with both hands and said that it must be.

Out of the association, the wind knife and snow arrows rushed to the face, and the goose and the bird couldn't help but shudder. He sighed and walked cautiously down the deserted street towards the parking lot. Alas, this little bit of wind and snow is nothing, but unfortunately, I did not see the man.

After all the years, I don't know how she is now.

The goose boy raised his hands and sighed, and took out the two copies of "Gu Geng Literature" from his bag, the tempting fragrance of pen and ink has been taken away by the west wind, only the peach blossoms in the painting are delicate and dazzling. It's just that the fragrance is gone, and the person is no more, so didn't she go either?

In March of that year, the peach blossoms bloomed, and the warblers and swallows danced.

Peach and willow green are self-contained, where are the double butterflies in the painting?

His hands were a little cold and stiff, and when he closed the book, in the crimson of the paper, the goose boy remembered Cui Hu's poem. Yes, the peach blossoms are still the same, where is the human face?

When I got to the parking lot, I put away my books and got into the car. Holding the steering wheel, the goose and the bird were a little at a loss, where should they go?

The goose boy picked up the book again, looked at the delicate peach blossom pictures, wanted to find her figure, wanted to find the direction and motivation to move forward.

I remember when I first joined the Writers' Association, when we met for the first time, her cheeks were crimson, just like peach blossoms in March, which was really amazing. It turns out that her elegant poetry only interprets her beauty, and her moving singing voice only tells her sorrow.

At that time, she brought the wandering goose and birds into the circle, so that the goose birds could meet many friends, including many literary giants. From them, the geese and birds have gained a lot.

It's just that this world is too complicated to allow for many simple things. Is there still friendship between men and women in the eyes of the world?

"Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze", some things have ended before they have even begun.

The goose and the bird are the same as her......

2019/2/26

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