Appreciation of the United States 丨 Love Author: Zhang Ailing Recitation: Wang Hui

Author: Zhang Ailing Recitation: Wang Hui

It's true.

There was a girl from a well-to-do family in a village, born beautiful, and many people came to match, but they did not say it. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and it was a spring night, and she stood in the back doorway, holding the peach tree in her hand. She remembered that she was wearing a moon-white shirt. The young man who lived at the door had met her, but had never said hello, and he came over. Not far away, he stood still and said softly, "Oh, are you here too?" She didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything more, stood for a moment, and walked away.

That's it.

Later, this woman was abducted and sold by her relatives to a county outside his hometown to become a wife, and was resold several times and three times, and after countless thrilling storms, when she was old, she still remembered the old thing, and often said that on that spring night, under the peach tree at the back door, the young man.

In the midst of thousands of people, in the endless wilderness of time, there is no step earlier, no step later, just caught up, then there is no other word to say, only to ask softly: "Oh, are you here too?" ”

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