In the night of the moon star, a weak voice called from the depths of the forest accompanied by a breeze rushed over: “Save me… save me…” I used a flashlight to find the source of the sound, unconsciously Going to the depths of the forest, the leaves rustle, and the branches of the “咔嚓” are often broken from my feet. Everything around me tells me: I am very dangerous. Suddenly, my legs seem to be caught by something. I was so scared that I turned and looked at the creeping thing on the ground, thinking about how to get out. “Save me…”, I judge the master of the sound is the thing on the ground. I crouched down to check and found that it was a little girl. It seemed to be very tired. It seemed like I was trekking from a distant place. I didn’t think much about it. I picked her up and went home.
The light illuminates, so that I can adapt to the long-term life in the dark, stinging the deep and deep eyes. The girl in her arms moved, her mouth muttered vaguely: “Water… give me water”, I put her on the sofa, moved the lower bones, and walked toward the kitchen. When I brought the water out, she had already wandered around the house. At that time, she was watching the painting in detail, and I stood behind her. She looked very seriously and seemed to have no awareness of her side. Someone, I did not bother her, ready to go back to my room, she suddenly turned and said to me: “Thank you, you are a kind girl.” I stunned, in my dozens of living alone During the years of my life, I have never seen such bright eyes, clean and clear, without a trace of impurities. “Are you interested in listening to my story?” she suddenly asked, I nodded, it was an answer.
“I came from a village. I lived with my grandfather since I was a child. The days were peaceful and peaceful. Until one day, I suddenly found that I was not satisfied with the current situation. I wanted to see the world outside, but I used to be my grandfather. Refused me, he said, ‘The world outside is mixed, turbulent’, I didn’t care, I figured how to escape from this place.”
Her expression was serious and peaceful, and seemed to fall into memories.
“The opportunity came very quickly. Grandpa had to go to the city to send a batch of goods. I told him not to pay attention. He climbed into the carriage. Everything went very smoothly. The car started, but unfortunately, I was a brave change. It’s my grandfather’s life.”
I was fascinated and couldn’t help but ask: “What happened?”
She said faintly: “There was a car accident on the road. Grandpa died on the spot, and the person who hit us escaped. I was unconscious. In the hospital ward, I opened my eyes. The hospital has already exempted all my medical expenses. I am not grateful in my heart, only resentment.”
“Do you know? Over the years, I have been looking for someone who has ruined my grandfather’s life. I want revenge, but every night, I can’t help but ask myself, ‘Dear, how did you become what it is now? ‘In the midst of this life of indulging in hatred, I finally understood: If you want to make awkward, you have to bear the risk of tears.”
I interrupted her: “Roman Roland” said that no one is completely happy. The so-called happiness is to recognize the limits of a person and to be at this limit, so you must finally come out from the past, right?
“No, it’s you.” She took a photo of me and my grandfather when I was young, and the face in the photo is her standing in front of me! For a time, memory recovery, the girl full of hatred is actually me! The girl who didn’t let go of the past is me!
“God has never abandoned every soul that has worked hard to grow, nor has he lived up to every life that passed by, all the unexpected warmth, quietly changing the seemingly bleak and chaotic life, this world secretly loves you. , just you don’t know it.”
I woke up and found that I was on the desk, and the orange light poured onto the desk, illuminating a copy of “Forever Follow” that I was on the desk. It turned out to be, and it awakened me.
Looking at the turbulent water outside the window, the once small saplings grew into lush trees, so I have to live like what I like.
Dim the sword and the sword, and went to the drums to contend. In this stable and self-sufficient society, I should not close my heart and live in my own world. From now on, I will give life to time, not to life.
Where it exists, where it blooms, it cannot be forgotten because of the haze of the past.
I will be as brave as two children in the book! Strong, never succumbing to reality, thank you, let me finally find myself.
