Yesterday it against the big sun, leisurely stroll on the street, wearing short sleeves, eating ice cream, however, after a rain, they feared the outdoor temperature, this fall, perhaps is so volatile, as long as he wants to, anywhere can shine in the sun.
Day cool, always brings FaYi, casual, just fell asleep.Waking up, the rain has stopped, I walked to the window, open the window greedily breathing the fresh air outside the window, finger inadvertently across the window edge, the fingertips and simple sense, suddenly pulled my heartstrings.I stared at the beautiful peach flower pattern, the heart also follow a little bit of destruction, at present is the childhood in the countryside taoyuan: thick were hide her beautiful black hair, she was behind me just now, soon disappeared in the flowers, make me a good search.
The taoyuan in our village, once in the spring, flowers bloom, garden, love dancing butterfly.When do not know what is beauty, but this romantic feeling or attracted us, let us to leave.Short and stout peach trees became the object of my climbing, boys, has an interest in higher seems to be born.And she, in a short while chasing butterflies, to heap to petals, disappeared in a twinkling of an eye, she may be followed butterfly ran to a few trees on the hill behind, may be playing petal had been buried under the...I was afraid it was time to go home also can't find her, don't see is a girl, never to see her gentle and quiet for a while.
, there is no fun place in rural areas, so the taoyuan is our paradise, the childhood time mostly on the leaf of a peach blossom.She really that day left a deep impression on me, a pair of big eyes of crystal in the spring the genial sunshine yao yao flash, black hair flying in dongfeng, somewhat early willow enchantingly beautiful, also have a few minutes of water waves gently.Cherry mouth always slightly raised, perhaps this is the voice in the beautiful image of earth.But since we went to high school, went after the county seat, has been with us, and is gradually mature and more and more academic pressure, the taoyuan will gradually be we forget.Memory at this point, I want to to the pure and fresh after the rain of taoyuan, look for our footprint.To my surprise, there is no longer the taoyuan, instead of yellow grass clumps of wasteland, only a dying old tree.Time can change a lot, a few years, the once blooming flowers, also go with streams of water flow east.
I wander between creeping weed, low head to find the things we used to leave, but now she has gone to far away, her youth, also like this garden, flowers fallen.Regrets youth hastily, feeling the fallen petal fell, but the situation is always buried in my heart can't let go.
Family better, she again much parents dote on, this kind of meticulous care, put her into a chokehold on big miss.Remember once, when we came home from school, from primary school is her dad drove the us, on the way back, she saw in the street a few very beautiful bowknot, the clamour to buy, after her father asked her, didn't hesitate, stopped and went out to buy her bow, also a man bought a lollipop, back to the car, her father gave her ten dollars change, said: "later just like myself to buy anything."See this scene, I heartfelt sigh: "alas, I also can't get the two dollars a month pocket money, school opposite a transformers I already took a fancy to the toy shop, price is 10 yuan, but now I just saved up in less than five dollars. The somebody else all of a sudden there was ten dollars."
Back home, needless to say, go to taoyuan to play for a while.Yesterday we had a good half-day both strength and made a simple swing, she sat on it, talking and laughing, original, peach blossom in spring so beautiful, she is so beautiful peach blossom.
She has so much money I make I admire, have a good father good mother so happy.She is her father in the hands of treasure, but since we went to a junior high school, I seldom see her father.In her father just missing that day, she also look for everywhere, but didn't find her father's shadow all the time, her mother said to her, "my father went outside to do big business, is good for our baby."She also believe that, but, one year, two years, but her father never come back, even didn't go home during the Spring Festival reunion.She began to nervous, think there must have a problem, so he went to ask her mother.At that time the sky became dark, the dark clouds gather more and more heavy, cold wind began to roar, blew alley mouth poplar leaves, blow from the neighbor's dog.Also follow the wind the rain pour down from the clouds, this is the tears of god?"My father where?""Have you not told you, your dad went outside to earn money, what's the matter?"Irate look on her face more and more heavy: "what is the specific place? Why my dad did not come back once in two years? Where is he? I'm going to find him!"Lies outside of the layer is thin thin paper how can resist such a big offensive, predictably, in desperation, her mother had to tell the truth, with tears in her.It turns out that her father had drug addiction, they divorced, now her father could be dead or alive.The rain, the greater the her tears flow more and more urgent, she hurried and ran out of the house, let the rain on his face, god's tears and her tears, scattered on the ground, covered with the whole family.
The taoyuan has been forgotten by the us at this moment, I do not know whether the swing is still there, but you can imagine, summer flower has fall, immature peaches hidden in the shadow of leaves, and the wind that fragile.
Perhaps, the truth of the matter is too heavy.After that day, she is like into a bubble, disappear in the line of sight of people.Her mother, the poor woman, all around every corner of the county, only to find a bubble of her.Actually, secretly took part in the search for activities of the people, and I, in these days the rest of this summer vacation, we can never stop a anxious heart.Not surprisingly, we found nothing.But active on opening day she came back, pampered since childhood and life she can't stand outside, money, people will come back.School is high, I entered into the key high school with honors, and she just entered an ordinary middle school, though we are apart, but my heart has been in her there, always miss her, so I through all kinds of people to inquire about the news of her over there, hope in my absence days she can have a better, don't because dad things and heartache.Instead, the students gave me the news is a than a nervous, they said, she is not listening, often criticized by the teacher in class, even more indulgent, sleeping in class, playing mobile phone...Heard the news I am on pins and needles in school, finally determined to find her, have never thought, faces her relatively cold words: "will you tube ah, come back to which go to!"1 of "bang" shut the door.Suddenly, I took a deep breath, this dragon brush paint door, like a can't cross the river, I cut off the door from a distance.I turned the body with the feelings of loss and difficult to suppress will drop of tears.
From that day on, my study life has also been affected, in thinking about her every day.More bad news: she began to skip class, even st, the teacher brought her mother, after some pain after the conversation, everyone burst into searching for her.Finally in one night, I and her mother found her in a bar the door, she stay with a social man ambiguous.Her mother gave her, perhaps this is the first time since her childhood by his mother, her mother's heart was soft, I also tightly close your eyes.She holds the injustice of the tears, suddenly turned and ran, at this time, only heard a emergency brakes, she fell in the middle of the road.
"No matter, just the right leg fracture, temporary coma, can wake up in a minute.""Thank you doctor."Off after the doctor, her mother crying, this is my first time to see a vicissitudes, mother bitter face, pale and gaunt.16, 16 wards, we are thinking about, we lost, what in the world.
After discharge, she dropped out, followed her mother to the distance.She walk very hurried, also didn't say goodbye to me, what also did not leave a contact.This home, just disappeared from the village.I learned from her aunt, lost her husband, her mother to stay in the home also is not very comfortable, this just want to leave, but be afraid influence children, haven't go, now she left school, she would take their children to the bride's family and see if it can open your life again.I came to her home, only to see a letter and a picture of her, believed to be left to me: "thank you, I go, this photo, do a souvenir..."After she left, I lost contact with her, and I will continue to turn to my study life, I hope after I graduate, can go to far away to see her.
Two years later, in a twinkling of an eye for me, university is waved to me, now is when I was running towards the end.Just a few days ago, however, a strange phone call to my mobile phone, it was her, she said she returned home, and I in a teahouse.I immediately mood extremely complex, with a surprise, with a miss, and a bit afraid, but most, or joy.I have to go on the street, fantasizing about later and meet her scene, however, in the tea house after the door, but I stopped.After all, hadn't seen her for two years, once with her share of the no-clasp, has become the once the thick wall.Tea house green wallpaper engraved inside the green leaf, perhaps this just is the color of youth.I was in, we sat in a corner of the tea house.First of all, she is said to me: "I'm sorry that day I went in haste.""It doesn't matter, two years, you have a good time?"......I learned that she had done her aunt's apprentice, her aunt and uncle opened a noodle shop in the town, business is good, is a feature of her mother's hometown, is not to eat in this place.Her aunt has terminal cancer and her aunt's house's brother is going to marry, where she was going to open another chain store."After all, and then stay in aunt home also is not good."She said, "have two years, my craft also learn about, my aunt's noodle restaurant business is good, if I were to open a chain should also can win the hometown people are famous for say that I am eighteen years old and have the ability to create their own future."I said: "what about your mother, she also ok? When it comes to her mother, her face suddenly becomes poor a lot, in a faltering voice said to me:" the day I woke up, I found my mother has become so haggard, that beautiful as ever my heart good, take good care of my mother completely different, she has received a lot of damage, but I am still hurt her, I regret, so from that day on, I decided, I want to let mother happy."At this moment I don't consciously raised his head, clearly see her face now: a grey autumn outfit, as if washed away by years, color, hair is shorter, you can see, her hair was up several times to keep or intentionally so suitable show, but hide all cannot cover the shaggy facts. Only those eyes, those big eyes still have ever bright, but reveal, is not that naive, but a mature and a little sad. She said:" since childhood with you, said there was no emotions also not too realistic, but I know that our future road is not the same..."
In the teahouse, respectively, after she was headed to the station, the left in a hurry, just like when left in a hurry.But this time, she left her phone number.At the station, I watched her far away, really want to, no matter where she went to, can be happy as before.
Shortly after, she give me a message: "the family learned that the news of my father, I saw my dad and mom in jinan station, met, the three of us are reluctant to speak with his head down. The opposite is my dad, long time no see but he is also a drug addicts, I still love him, but I also hate him, I really want to scold him a lesson well, and then say, 'dad, I love you.' but I don't know what should I do? I'm always awkward. Close to wait, my dad just gave us a piece of paper, above writing only five words: 'I'm sorry, take care." my mother and I cried, I wish my dad or father before, or the love of my father."I can realize how sad she is, but the reality is that so, come and go, much transformed, we always have lost to reality.
Today is autumn, light micro cold pierced my heart, her this time to return, again aroused my memories, although she was gone, but my mind has caught up with her deeply, therefore, I went back to the separation of taoyuan.Hovered for a moment, from former taoyuan is preparing to leave, at the back of the fence suddenly found a words: "our happiness, set sail here."I looked up, and the road ahead is far away with the back of a girl, at that moment, a clove of peach blossom falls on my face, petals with the rain, the temperature of the face to let my heart more hot, I quickly take the petals, although only for an instant, but the soft feeling to stay in my hand can't fade, like new after bathing put on my clothes.When I look forward again, she has disappeared in the golden autumn leaves."That must be her."As soon as I took my mobile phone, hurriedly open to a message: "remember, you take care of yourself."I don't want to dial the number again, I just closed my eyes, breathe deeply, to enjoy the fresh air after the rain.Gradually forget the weather clears, everything around is restored they should some color, moved and began to roll, willow began, wet path also started flashing in the sun, like morning dream of the ocean.I opened my eyes, for a long time gaze to the petals of flowers that water has not faded, glittering and translucent water in my hand out a beautiful rainbow.It turns out that this last a peach tree, still retains the final peach blossom.
Flowers bloom, no road back to the origin, listen to the sound of the peach blossom land, people have changed, the heart also changed, but in the depths of my memory still retains her peach blossom petals pure smile, also have appeared several times in the laughter of the young and her in my dream.Youth is too hasty, we can not afford time to ready to start, would not have time to end, youth is tears baptism, bloom every year, but the flower of life, it grows with the passing years past no longer return.Through youth, and deeply understand the beauty of spring, autumn is cool.