【Flower Season Camouflage】Journey | small novel Qian Yangyang

Many people say to Iris that she should write a novel, and Iris doesn't like novels because it's too fake, she always likes the real, just like the grebe.

The other day the kites moved, from a place very far from the quail to the other end of the city. The kites did not want to move, but finally surrendered, and after three months of bitter resistance, one sunny morning the kites moved away, and there was no time to say goodbye to the birds before leaving.

Maybe it's good not to meet, Iris thought in his heart, lest there be another sad parting.

Iris arrived in a strange place, in fact, strange or not strange is not important to Iris, without the crane she will always be a lonely walker.

Iris went to a café called "Socrates", which was a very characteristic café, very elegant, very simple. The table is covered with blue and white plaid cotton tablecloths, there is no ornate decoration, and the only ornament is the paintings hanging in the café. There is no fixed style, and the most frequented place for irises is here. After a long time, he became acquainted with the boss here, and Iris didn't like to be called his boss, because she always felt that he should be a painter, a person who was as lonely as Iris. His name is NEIL, he is only twenty-one, two years old, Iris has never asked about his past, the only thing he knows is that all the paintings in the shop are from NEIL's handwriting, Iris likes these paintings very much, every time he goes, he always orders a cup of "Blue Mountain" coffee, and then he quietly looks at the paintings alone.

NEIL always sat in the window seat, looking out the window at the crowd of people hurrying around, the café was quiet, NEIL was very serene, the expression was smiling, and it was like an iris.

NEIL asked Iris if she wanted to learn to draw, and Iris still shook her head. Iris liked Van Gogh, but never picked up a paintbrush. Neil asked Iris why, and Iris only said, "Van Gogh is enough." The same thing the kites said to the birds, but now I think of the kites are a little bitter, and there is an urge to cry. She remembered that the bird had sent her a letter, but the kites did not return, and the kites did not know what they were for.

Gu Cheng's poems were used in the letter.

Don't think about it anymore / Those days carved into stone / They're wet and stop there / Make up a huge expression with tear marks / Heavy / And unspeakable / The blow is stopping / Light color, the ashes of the festival / Snow / Is falling / How are you? / Good / The high collar is soaked with water vapor, short branches / cut off and thrown on the ground / Formed a new text, new / Because of the laws of spring that often govern / Walk quietly through / There are not many ideas / Red light / Just at the intersection / Painted down / Beautiful bright, burning in / Harmonious gray, beautiful in ice water / You say / Bird / A strange shadow, flying.

Iris looked at it and cried, not knowing whether it was because of the neil painting on the wall or the shadow of the crane floating in her heart.

The iris mentioned the tuna to NEIL and told some of their past, and NEIL was a good listener. Iris spoke in a very unstable tone and even somewhat incoherently, but Neil listened intently (Iris later felt that Neil might have had the same experience as her).

After Iris had finished telling her story, NEIL turned her back and wiped her eyes with her hand. Two lonely walkers, the experience may be a little bumpy, but at this time, it may be understandable to each other.

NEIL said he also liked Van Gogh, Haizi, Sanmao, Zhang Yusheng... He had also changed his way of life because of some irresistible force, and NEIL painted for the sake of liking, which became the driving force of his life. NEIL said he never felt empty, and although he was alone, he still loved life so much, "Because we are still alive, then we have to live wonderfully!" This sentence was the most shocking thing NEIL had said to the kite.

It was only then that Iris really understood NEIL and understood herself more deeply. So she sat in the seat where NEIL used to sit, and wrote to the crane with a pen.

The content of the letter is irrelevant, maybe there are some things that really can't be forgotten, Iris thought to herself.

In the winter city, there is no life, can not see the golden wheat field, Iris has not gone to "Socrates" for a long time, recently Iris has been staying in the school library to read Wang Xiaobo's books, Iris knew wang Xiaobo when he passed away, perhaps because of this, Iris will want to know him.

In fact, there is always a confusing question in Iris's mind, why is the person she likes always a shooting star? Life is always so fragile, Iris is not a negative person, but sometimes reality is like this - beautiful things have to disappear. The world is so cruel, Iris had to think so.

Iris left the library, left the Green Haired Water Monster, and also left Wang Xiaobo.

Iris is back in "Socrates", and now she is no longer simply a guest here, she works here, perhaps not called "part-time work", she is not paid by NEIL, just brews coffee. When NEIL was painting in the house, Iris would always stay and watch, looking at the scenery outlined by the brush in NEIL's hand.

Iris likes this scene, quiet. Neil would occasionally send one or two paintings to Iris, who was always happy to accept.

In this way, Iris has one more friend who draws and opens a café.

Many people may think that Iris will fall in love with the eccentric NEIL, but Iris knows in her heart that she and NEIL are birds and fish, and if they can fall in love, where can they build a nest? Iris often listens to Qi Yu's song "Birds and Fish", so she also insists that NEIL can only be her confidant, they are too conceited, if together, they will not be happy.

Iris remembers the lyrics of a few words from "Birds and Fish", often singing consciously or unconsciously.

You are brave / My fate / You are a bird that perches everywhere / I am a fish that has lost its body temperature in the morning / Blue sky / Blue sea / Difficult for me and you / Night that can't sleep / Morning that can't wake up / How the spring flowers know the fruits of autumn / How to forgive yesterday's blindness / How to love how to love how to fall in love with the fish in the water

Iris is very small, she has always felt that on the road of feelings, the persistent suffer, and the let go is hurt, and the acting is crazy, watching the drama is a fool.

Iris does not believe in love, the reason is unknown, perhaps man himself is a very lonely animal, two lonely animals together, is not it more lonely? No matter how much it is difficult and willing to give up, sometimes it has to be given up; no matter how much pursuit and abandonment it sometimes has to be abandoned.

Leaving the CAFÉ of NEIL, Iris walked alone in the night fog, and she suddenly felt that the city where she had lived for seventeen years was very strange, perhaps the different mentality and feelings changed with it, but when Iris felt that everything that had life was flying, even she herself was flying, and she realized that there were many beautiful and precious things that had long since flown away. Many people in the city were awake, but never really, and Iris felt a glimmer of happiness that she was awake and would always be awake.

Late in the winter night, the kites felt a little cold, and her thin body trembled slightly in the cold wind, and she remembered the distant tuna and the NEIL in "Socrates". The carp has not been seen for a long time, time is really just a number game, and what is important is only our human feelings. Yes, it's 2000 years old, but everything is still the same, the kites are still kites, and the grebe is still the trout. Neil told Iris that he was going to Japan, and Iris smiled and congratulated him, that she should go and that she should return to the track of life.

The other side of the dream is still the other shore, and the third year of high school, Iris feels that it has lost its meaning, for the university, Iris has always been indifferent, everything is just digging for souvenirs in the journey of life, Iris does not care.

We always need to get hurt, learn, regret... It seems to be becoming more and more wise, but also getting farther and farther away from the pure origin. Until the end, we finally returned to the pure origin. From nothing to nothing. What remains is the trajectory of this life, and the trajectory will never disappear. It is the trajectory of life.

Iris, Grebe, NEIL, three people, three eccentric people, they all grew up in injuries, they were going through their own lives.

Life is eternal, samsara is always there, everything will always exist, and we are completing our journey of life.

It's a journey / a vast journey called destiny / We meet by chance / And then leave / On this road that never returns / We pass the mountains / We pass the lake / We pass the forest / Pass the desert / Pass by the castles and gardens of the people / Pass by happiness pass by the pain / Pass by the warmth and tears of a woman / Pass by the endless cold and loneliness of life.