That was in 1980. My name is Dajun, and I have just turned twenty, and I am in the prime of my flesh. That year, the country called on young people to join the barracks, and I did not hesitate to sign up. On the day of the conscription, the sun was particularly dazzling, and I was naked for inspection, but my mood was nervous.
At this moment, a girl suddenly broke in, her name is Chunhua, and she is a nurse at the health center. She blushed like a ripe apple, and in her panic, she dropped the medicine box on the ground with a "pop". I quickly grabbed the clothes next to me and covered the key parts, and the scene was extremely embarrassing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Chunhua apologized and picked up the medicine box in a panic.
"It's okay, it's all revolutionary comrades, you're busy with yours. "I pretended to be calm, but my heart was like a little rabbit, bouncing around.
Unexpectedly, this awkward encounter became the beginning of our fate. After some twists and turns, I successfully passed the physical examination and became a PLA soldier. And Chunhua, because of that mistake, was transferred to the logistics department.
After enlisting in the army, I often thought of Chunhua's figure, her red face, and her panicked eyes. I started writing to her, and although she didn't reply much, the care that came out between the lines warmed me.
One day, I received a special letter from Chunhua. She said her father was sick and there was no one to help with the family's farm work. I immediately asked for leave and rushed home.
When she saw the spring flowers, she had tears in her eyes, and she was touching. Without saying a word, I helped her family with farm work. During that time, we got along day and night, and our relationship heated up rapidly. She told me that she liked a man like me who dared to do things.
However, the good times did not last long, and the holiday was over, and I had to return to the troops. On the day of separation, Chunhua sent me to the entrance of the village and said with tears in her eyes: "Dajun, you must come back safely." ”
I nodded heavily, and secretly made up my mind that I must work hard in the army, strive to make meritorious service as soon as possible, and come back to marry Chunhua.
However, fate makes people. During a mission, I was unfortunately injured and lost my left arm. During that time, I fell into a deep despair and felt that I was not worthy of spring flowers. I refused to see anyone, including her.
Chunhua didn't care, she came to see me rain or shine and take care of me. She said, "Dajun, you are always the best in my heart." ”
I was moved to tears, hugged her tightly, and felt a surge of courage in my heart that I had never felt before. I know that in this life, I can never lose her again.
After recovering, I returned to my hometown with Chunhua and started a new life. We have walked through the wind and rain hand in hand, and faced the hardships of life together. Now, we have children and grandchildren, and that deep affection is still the same.
Whenever I recall that past, I always think of that embarrassing moment, the scene when Chunhua broke into the physical examination room. It is fate that makes us meet, and it is love that keeps us together. And those twists and turns have become the most precious memories in our hearts.
Time flies, and in an instant, Chunhua's hair and I have turned gray. Our children are all grown up and busy with their own lives. In the village, everyone called us a loving old couple, and our story became the talk of the villagers after dinner.
One day, Chunhua pulled me aside and said mysteriously, "Dajun, do you remember the first time we met at the clinic?"
I smiled and scratched her nose: "How could you forget? ”
Chunhua covered her mouth and smiled: "I was really ashamed to death at that time. However, now that I think about it, if it wasn't for that misunderstanding, we might not have had this wonderful marriage. ”
I held Chunhua's hand tightly and sighed with emotion: "Yes, fate is really magical." It allows us to meet in the vast sea of people, go through so many hardships, and finally come together hand in hand. ”
At this time, Sun Zi Xiaojie ran over and said excitedly: "Grandpa, grandma, I'm going to college in the city!"
Chunhua's eyes lit up, and she patted Xiaojie on the shoulder: "Good boy, you must study hard and contribute to the country in the future." ”
I looked at Xiaojie and my heart was full of relief. I remembered when I was young and joined the barracks, as if it were just yesterday. Now, the years have carved traces on our faces, but the years of burning passion have always remained in our hearts.
That night, I sat on the stone bench in front of the door with Haruka and watched the sky full of stars. Chunhua snuggled up to me and said softly: "Dajun, do you say that when we get old, will we become stars in the sky and be with us forever?"
I smiled and took her in my arms: "Yes, Chunhua." Whether we live or die, we will always be together. ”
In this way, we sat quietly and enjoyed the peace and warmth. Although life is ordinary, every day is full of happiness because of each other's company.
Soon after, Xiaojie went to college in the city. We also receive letters from him from time to time, sharing his life at school. And Chunhua and I are still guarding that small village and living a plain and happy life.
One day, the news came on the radio in the village: the state was going to hold a grand commemoration for the veterans of that year. Chunhua pulled me excitedly: "Army, you veterans are finally going to have their own festival!"
A flash of excitement flashed in my eyes, that period of military life is the most precious memory of my life. I patted Chunhua on the shoulder: "Yes, Chunhua, this is the glory of our veterans." ”
On the day of the commemoration, Chunhua and I got up early in the morning and put on the cleanest and neatest clothes. When we came to the event site and saw so many comrades-in-arms from that year, we couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in our hearts.
After the event, Chunhua and I held hands and walked on the way home. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on us, stretching our shadows long, long. We looked at each other and smiled, as if we had returned to the time of our youth.
"Chunhua, thank you for accompanying me through so many years of ups and downs. I said affectionately.
Chunhua held my hand tightly: "Dajun, being with you is the happiest thing in my life." ”
We continued on our way, stepping on the afterglow of the setting sun, towards the cottage full of warmth. We spent countless days and nights there, and we also left countless precious memories. And this journey will continue, forever.
As the days passed, our small village was quietly changing. Xiaojie has a colorful life in the university in the city, and every time he comes back from vacation, he will bring us a lot of new things. His growth makes us feel extremely gratified, as if we see ourselves when we were younger.
One late autumn afternoon, I sat in the yard with Chunhua basking in the sun. She held a freshly knitted sweater in her hand and said to me with a smile on her face: "Dajun, this is knitted for Xiaojie, what do you think?"
I took the sweater, touched the soft thread, and a warmth surged in my heart: "Chunhua's skillful hands are really getting more and more powerful, Xiaojie must be very warm when he wears it." ”
As he was talking, a familiar laughter came from the door, which turned out to be our old friend Uncle Li. He carried a bunch of sweet potatoes that had just been dug out of the ground, and said happily: "Army, Chunhua, I'll send you some sweet potatoes." ”
Chunhua hurriedly got up to greet him: "Uncle Li, thank you so much, come in and sit." ”
Uncle Li waved his hand and said with a smile, "No, I still have to go to Zhang San's house to help." Enjoy it slowly, both of you. ”
After sending Uncle Li away, Chunhua and I looked at each other and smiled. Although this kind of life is simple, it is full of warmth and joy.
In the evening, I stewed sweet potatoes with Spring Blossom, and the whole cottage was filled with a sweet aroma. We ate and talked about the past. Chunhua suddenly said with emotion: "Dajun, you said that in our life, we have gone through many things from youth to whitehead." ”
I shook her hand and said affectionately, "Yes, but no matter how things change, as long as we are together, there is nothing that cannot be overcome." ”
Just then, Xiaojie called and told us that he was about to graduate and planned to stay in the city to work. A hint of loss flashed in Chunhua's eyes, and I knew what she was worried about. I patted her hand lightly to reassure her.
After answering the phone, Chunhua was silent for a while, then raised her head and said to me: "Dajun, we want to support Xiaojie's decision, this is his life." ”
I nodded, full of admiration for the spring flowers. She is always like this, no matter what difficulties she encounters, she can face them strongly.
When winter came, Xiaojie returned to the village and told us that he had found a satisfactory job. Looking at his mature and steady appearance, Chunhua and I felt extremely proud.
That Spring Festival, our family sat around the fire and ate the Chinese New Year's Eve meal made by Chunhua herself. Xiaojie told us about the new things in the city, and Chunhua listened to it with relish. I looked at them with gratitude.
After dinner, we went to the yard together to set off fireworks. Colorful fireworks burst into the night sky, illuminating our smiling faces. Haruka held my hand tightly, her eyes shining with happiness.
Time is like a song, and our story is like this firework, although it is short, but it is dazzling. On this warm evening, our family hugged each other tightly and enjoyed this rare reunion.
When spring came, Xiaojie returned to work in the city. Chunhua and I are still guarding the small village and living a peaceful life. We grew vegetables, raised chickens, and occasionally went to the village to play chess with Uncle Li and them, and our lives were simple and fulfilling.
In this way, we walked hand in hand through countless springs, summers, autumns and winters, until our gray hair turned gray. And those twists and turns and tribulations have become the most precious wealth in our hearts, making our love more tenacious and precious.
As time passed, Chunhua's and I had gray hair, and wrinkles crept up our foreheads. Although the years have left their mark on us, our feelings are deeper. Every day, we rely on each other, spend time together, and each other becomes the most important people in life.
One morning, Chunhua suddenly felt unwell, and I hurriedly accompanied her to the doctor. After the doctor's examination, we told us that Chunhua's body had some minor problems and needed to rest and recuperate. When I heard the news, my heart became heavy, and I was worried about Chunhua's physical condition.
In the days that followed, I took good care of Chunhua, prepared nutritious food for her, walked with her, and told her jokes, hoping to make her forget the pain of her illness. Chunhua also actively cooperates with the treatment and maintains an optimistic attitude every day.
However, fate doesn't seem to want us to live in peace. One night, Haruka suddenly fainted, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly called an ambulance. The doctor told me that Chunhua's condition had deteriorated and that she needed to be hospitalized immediately.
In the hospital, Chunhua is lying on a hospital bed, her face pale and she looks very weak. I sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, my heart full of worry. Chunhua comforted me in turn: "Don't worry, Dajun, I'll be fine." ”
I was deeply touched by Chunhua's strength, and I decided to work harder to take care of her and accompany her through this difficult time. Every day, I wake up early, prepare breakfast for Chunhua, and then go to the hospital to accompany her, and I don't go home to rest until the evening.
Chunhua's condition gradually stabilized, but her body was still weak. The doctor advised us to take a break after being discharged from the hospital and avoid overexertion. So, I decided to quit my job and focus on taking care of Chunhua.
After being discharged from the hospital, we returned home, and Chunhua's body gradually recovered. However, her condition recurred from time to time, and every time her condition worsened, my heart was cut out. Chunhua is always strong in the face of illness and has never complained to me.
Day after day, Chunhua's physical condition deteriorated, and I became more and more worried. However, I never gave up hope and believed that Chunhua could overcome the disease. Every day, I walk with her, chat, and tell her stories about our past, hoping to give her strength and courage.
However, fate played a trick on us again. On a cold winter night, Chunhua's condition suddenly deteriorated, and doctors rushed her to the intensive care unit. I stood at the door of the ICU, my heart full of anxiety and fear.
After a few days of resuscitation, Chunhua's condition finally stabilized, but her body was already very weak. The doctor told me that Chunhua's condition was serious and needed more detailed care and observation. I decided to stay in the hospital around the clock and be by Chunhua's side.
As the days passed, Chunhua's physical condition was still unstable. I stayed by her bedside and told her stories of our past, hoping to give her strength. However, Haruka's condition still did not improve, and I felt like a knife in my heart, worried that she would leave me.
However, Chunhua always maintained an optimistic attitude, and she smiled and said to me, "Don't worry, Dajun, I believe I will be fine." "I was deeply touched by her strength and courage, and I decided to work harder to take care of her and accompany her through this difficult time.
However, fate played a trick on us again. On a cold winter night, Chunhua's condition suddenly deteriorated, and doctors rushed her to the intensive care unit. I stood at the door of the ICU, my heart full of anxiety and fear.
After a few days of resuscitation, Chunhua's condition finally stabilized, but her body was already very weak. The doctor told me that Chunhua's condition was serious and needed more detailed care and observation. I decided to stay in the hospital around the clock and be by Chunhua's side.
As the days passed, Chunhua's physical condition was still unstable. I stayed by her bedside and told her stories of our past, hoping to give her strength. However, Haruka's condition still did not improve, and I felt like a knife in my heart, worried that she would leave me.
However, Chunhua always maintained an optimistic attitude, and she smiled and said to me, "Don't worry, Dajun, I believe I will be fine." "I was deeply touched by her strength and courage, and I decided to work harder to take care of her and accompany her through this difficult time.
Finally, after a long wait and hard work, Chunhua's condition gradually improved. She began to regain her strength, and the smile returned to her face. I was so relieved and happy to see the signs of her recovery.
Chunhua's recovery gave me tremendous strength, and I decided to cherish and take care of her even more. We restarted our daily routines, cooking together, going for walks, chatting, and enjoying each other's company. Chunhua's smile is my biggest motivation, and I am willing to give everything for her.
As the years passed, our hair had turned gray, and wrinkles crept up our foreheads. However, our feelings are much deeper. Every day, we rely on each other, spend time together, and each other becomes the most important people in life.
Whatever the future holds, I believe that nothing is impossible as long as we support each other. Our story, like a beautiful melody, is full of happiness and hope, although it has twists and turns.