Meeting is just a turning distance

The girl loves reading, and recently met Yi Shu. She met her in the book, just like the heart in the “Red Dust”, she met Miao Hong in Yulu Shen Island. When I read that meeting is just a turning distance, if I turn around, but heaven? In this sentence, the girl recalled the thick summer six years ago in regret. Xi Murong, a famous poet in Taiwan, once wrote in “a Flower Tree tree” that year, you asked for five hundred years in Buddha front and asked for Buddha to let you have a period of dust, so Buddha turned you into a tree, on the side of the road where he must pass, he carefully opened the tung flowers. Finally, when he walked indifferently, your petals fell slowly in the dazzling sunshine. The injured ones were not petals, but your heart valve? That year, the pure girl didn’t ask for five hundred years in Buddha front, but just took classes in the third grade on the third floor in the flower season. At noon, on a sunny day in summer, the big trees outside were flourishing and colorful, and the thin light leaking from the leaves on the ground reflected on people. She, who had long braids, was in that carefree, in the mood of love that Chai Mi doesn’t worry about, don’t mention how happy she is. Coming out of the canteen, he walked upstairs with the cleaned white enamel lunch box. The lunch box was filled with the clearing Lingling that could satisfy the hunger when thirsty. It was cool and clear water, careful, one step, and leisurely, change the tense running scene that the daily exam is about to do homework, and the Crown is neat and tidy, and the face is good. Five hundred years, can we ask Buddha to meet and meet for a moment in the sea of people? There is no earlier one and no later. Say Zhang Ailing, are you here, just remember that day, the girl and the boy said nothing. When the teenager rushed down the stairs in a hurry and the girl walked up calmly, in order to be polite and convenient for the other party to walk, the teenager hurried down on the left side of the stairs, the girl hid at the lower right side of the stairs and stared up slowly. When her eyes looked at each other, they stared at her slowly and then walked away. I remember that his hair was not short, and he wore a pure light blue shirt with sleeves, without glasses. He was medium, not very thin, with a delicate face and a man. The girl dressed up with a small leaf flower shirt composed of light yellow and light green patterns, without holding the sleeves, only a big braid hanging on her chest, I still remember that although her eyesight declined due to the stress of college entrance examination, she still did not change her purity and water spirit. I only remember that I paused for a few seconds in the middle. After wiping my body, it was separated by the corner of the stairs. Then I turned around slightly in the middle, and looked back again with an unknown eye, it seemed that it was late, and then they all left. Is the heartbeat? It seems to jump, The whole world was boiling for a while, and it seemed to be still. The whole lively world suddenly lost the sound of knowing, without the sweat of summer, suddenly entered the cool and cool, and entered the classroom, then I thought for a while inexplicably. At that time, the girl didn’t know what it was. When she realized it and began to look for it, there was no such person in the world, disappeared and disappeared completely. No matter on the left or right side of the classroom on the third floor, a classroom has never looked at or searched, and there is no rest for ten minutes after class. I have looked at the figure in the corridor, and there is no one. In the following days when the summer was full of sunshine, it was also slowly moving up with white enamel bowl. Whether it was deliberately and attentively opening big eyes or rushing up in a hurry, I looked around with my eyes, wearing a light pure blue shirt, the medium-tall delicate boy has never appeared again. Even at the last senior three graduation party in the school, there was no one in the classroom at night, whether on the desks or in the middle space where the desks were removed for students to perform the final show. The girl thought: where did you go? There are only a few classes of Liberal Arts and Science in senior three, all of which are unified on the first floor. I have also seen it during classes and the evening party of the last photo, The stairs have also paid attention to it specially or carelessly for several times. People finally disappeared. After such a beautiful meeting in the thick shade in summer, they never appeared again. After high school, the girl went to college, had a new life and talked about her boyfriend. At the anniversary of her alma mater, she went back to school with her classmates. It was also a very sunny afternoon in summer. When I gathered for a meal and visited the photos of old objects, all the facilities of the school were still like the past, and the row of senior three classes in the past was still there, the stairs going up and down under the thick shade existed just like the bend, but the man with medium height, handsome, pure light blue shirt and sleeves no longer appeared in the camera. Looking back again, the person who passed the girl had no idea what time and space he was heading. The girl recalled in her heart. At that moment, I don’t know if everyone wants to say a word. Yes, you are also here, or Oh, you go down, or Oh, you come up, but in the end, I just looked at it and didn’t say anything. After so many years, I couldn’t even recognize my voice, and my appearance became more and more shallow, because I only saw the boy for a few seconds in my life, not even a blurry photo. When we meet again, it must be a great change in appearance and stature. They have their own families and lives, or passers-by who have passed away but no longer have fate to look at each other, it is also unknown. Can’t meet, it should be the problem of the edge of the shallow edge; Can’t get to know each other, is also the problem of the edge of the shallow edge; Can’t meet, know each other, keep each other, is also the problem of the edge of the shallow edge, just meet, the length of time for getting to know each other, meeting each other, knowing each other, and staying together should be Buddha front. Have you worshipped for five hundred years? Have your practice and piety touched God, stopped the man who was destined to have a share. Otherwise, everything will be the same, leaving a sigh! In life, you, me and him meet, and you meet, get to know, get to know each other, and stay together for a period of time, whether it is your colleagues, friends, relatives, or even strangers, as long as you are devout and hard-working, I think God will not treat you badly, and will make you happy. I will meet him and her in the sea of people or in the industry and walk through a period of time. If you don’t turn around slightly, but turn around, but everything will change? Across that distance, is it heaven?! Dedicated to You, me, and his wonderful youth who walked side by side in the world.

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