How many people still have "letters" in their memories? Maybe the word "write" won't appear in our lives in the days to come.
Let us recall the happy times in those letters, the old times when letters came and went.
Two days ago, I received a postcard from a childhood friend from Beijing, and it felt as if I hadn't received such a gift in a long, long time.
I still remember when I was young, I often received postcards from friends, birthday cards, and letters from little sisters who wrote about each other.
The most letters I received were when I first came out to work, and most of the letters came from my mother at home, and every word was soaked with my mother's concern and love.
I remember once when I moved, the disposal of old objects was that everything that should be thrown away was a large stack of old letters, and every time I moved the nest, I would tear some letters at random, and the letters piled up in the corner had followed me for more than twenty years, the envelopes were yellow, and the messages inside were old, because relatives and friends could still get together like this, and what was left was the testimony of a certain period of time, and I didn't want to throw them away.
Like the previous communication era, writing letters, sending letters, receiving letters, and reading letters are very important things in life, and their interpersonal relationships are reflected in letters.
The postman was an angel at that time, bringing all kinds of news to people, and the recipient gave birth to all kinds of joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and letters came and went, breeding many sorrows and joys in the world.
The rapid development of modern information technology, in this full of mobile phones, WeChat, QQ and other new gadgets emerge in an endless stream, there are very few people to write letters, let alone write letters, even the phone is rarely called, and who is willing to wait for several days or even months to look forward to a letter?
The handwritten letters that were once so kind have disappeared almost without a trace, and the happy times of writing and reading letters have always been frozen in the depths of the soul.
Although modern communication methods are more and more convenient, whenever I receive a letter, my heart will always be more joyful and more moved.
At that time, the finger counts the travel time of the letter, such as for the parents, yesterday should arrive, the reply to the letter road for a week, next week this time should be able to know the situation at home. The girlfriend's letter will be returned this evening, sent out early tomorrow morning, three or four days should be able to arrive.
Reading the letter is the most pleasant, holding the treasure with the internal details and stamped, lying alone on the bed, eagerly scanning it first, and then tasting it word by word, and completing the communication with the Iraqi people in the imagination.
It is these old letters that make me realize that time is false, letters come and go, and everyone has a hope in their hearts, anxious and sweet, writing stroke by stroke, reading the endless thoughts word by word. Friendship, love, and affection are precisely because the letters are so clear, so I still want to put these gradually yellowing things together, and pick up a letter to read when I am bored, they can give me the courage to move forward.
Whenever I receive a letter written to me by a friend, with my hand, with a pen, with a paper, or with my own hand, I will collect it and always feel that it is in this era. There are also people who are willing to pour out their feelings and send me greetings in this way, which is really worth my touch.
I think the reason why the letter can bring us a lot of emotion is because of the feeling of waiting. You send a letter and wait for the other person to receive it, hoping that the other party will reply to you. You learn that someone has written to you, and you are expecting performance to come soon. I think it was that wait that made the letter carry more emotion. Now we have entered the era of speed, everything pays attention to high speed, as if few people are willing to sit and wait for this action.
But many times you will find that those wonderful emotions, those hearts and flowers are all from waiting.
If you have ever touched you and made you happy, you may wish to go through the drawer now and find it out and reminisce about it.
I don't know if you have such memories, I don't know if that warmth, that touch, that little feeling is also getting farther and farther away from you?
Do you remember a letter that touched you, made you happy, or made you cry?