Time is not old, mo pick up again

Push open the window that has been closed for a day, the paving surface ushers in a cool autumn unique, and the autumn light that enters the ancient city, mixed with the residual sun falling around it, pulls the thoughts to the distance.

Under the remnant sun, the birds skimming over the ancient city, one pair and one pair, the common scene aroused the deep sorrow in my heart, and the poetry and the distance were destined to be unshared for me. Thoughts flew back to the past buried in their hearts as the migratory birds flew over.

In front of Guanshan Mountain, next to the Danjiang River, dozens of families' villages appear in my eyes, green brick ink tile walls, and iron rings on wooden doors tell the vicissitudes that belong here. I landed here and grew up here, but in the end it was like the raging river next to the village, carried away by the tide of time.

The four-hour rotation, the rotation of the years, the stars back and forth, it is difficult to return to the old appearance. After all, you are the white moonlight overhead, and what I fished out of the water was only empty after all. I looked around, and I couldn't see what you looked like.

I also remember that at that time, the spring snow first melted, the early swallows built a nest under the eaves, the sound of twitter attracted you in the yard next door, and it was the third year of high school that you said that you were going to come to dip the joy of the swallows, hoping to bring good luck to June, and I looked at your pious eyes and said nothing. You are destined to step into the threshold of the university, but I don't know where the threshold height you want to go is.

Time has grown, just like the peach tree in the courtyard, and now it can cover half the yard. You are no longer the sister who took me to run by the river, nor am I the teenager who follows you and knows nothing.

But the running laughter planted a hazy sprout in my heart, and I was always unconsciously attracted to you. As you must know, you also deliberately kept your distance slightly later.

The summer sun is coming in June, and on the day you put the list on your face with a smile on your face, I know you can fly to the land of your dreams. In September, you pulled up your luggage, came to my window, and said softly, "Adi, I am waiting for you in the ancient city." I sat up in a daze and nodded heavily in agreement with you.

In order to fulfill the agreement with you, I gave up everything around me before, and I gradually drifted away from my friends around me. They all said I was in the dark, but I knew I was just locking up the ape for the heavy one.

Your message is getting shorter and shorter, and then there are only a few words of perfunctory, simple I am still busy in front of me, clinging to your agreement.

Time passed, it was another year and June flies, looking at the results of the computer desktop, I was relieved. I excitedly dialed the phone to tell you, but the faint few responses at the end made me lose all interest.

The next day, I saw you who had not returned for a year, and when you asked me where I volunteered to fill in, I saw the silver jewelry on your index finger, and many words were not spoken again, but I gently responded to a sentence that had not yet been thought out.

At night I sat at the table, took out the letter paper full of red beans, lit them one by one, and buried them in front of the peach trees in the courtyard. I opened the computer, modified the filled in volunteers one by one, and finally I came to Qingcheng. In the Zhao Temple in Qingcheng, I cut off the relationship between you and me and buried the past deeply.

To say that it is easy to forget, you are already a sadness in my heart. Later, everything about you was learned in small talk, and they said that after graduation, you went to a bigger city, where you flourished.

After graduation, I chose to work in a foreign country, busy in other places all year round, but I just felt that this could dilute the past. Until this year, I accidentally returned to the ancient city, and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar place, and I was silent for a long time.

The vibration of my pocket pulled my mind back, and a text message from an unfamiliar number jumped into view.

"Adi, I heard that you have returned to the ancient city?"

Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar word, I was half speechless. I picked up the cigarette that had been on the table for a long time and took all the courage to delete the text message.

Lighting the cigarette in my hand, I stood in front of the window. Time is not old, why should you and I have contact again, forgetting each other has become a doomed ending, everything about you, I still don't have to pick up again.

-Author-

Pen name: Yang Guanxing, good and sentimental in literature, happy and quiet, positive and sunny in life. I like to use words to pin a note on my heart, love what I write, write what I love!

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