" is hidden in the dust " for several days, and every time I think about it, my heart still will, from time to time, it is aching. The two poor people who are as low as the dust, their daily life has touched and touched so many of you and me. Ma Youtie experienced "except Wushan is not a cloud", and resolutely chose that tragic way. Perhaps, this is what made you and me "uneasy" in the end! Movies, no matter how real, are art after all, not life; only tragedy can bring greater shock to people.
If Cao Guiying and Ma Youtie, they will live a happy life; if Ma Youtie is sad, he chooses to continue his life - after all, he is no longer the one who had nothing in the past, he has a new house, and the crops are good. donkey is also robust. If so, would you still be so touched and moved?
Seriously, how I hope that Ma Youtie can choose to continue living with the warmth and strength that Guiying gave him. After all, for all living beings, having is not the normal state of life; losing is. A person's life, in the long run, is nothing but a process of slowly losing vitality, health, friends, and relatives. Losses and separations again and again, whether active or passive, perhaps, for each of us, are all hurdles to be overcome, big or small. A small article written by
six years ago may also be my greatest hope for those who have iron!
Owning and Losing, Persevering and Letting Go
Today, I feel quite restless and panic. After a light dinner, go for a walk!
Night has come, and the dim street lights have turned on. Walk slowly along the street outside the campus. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and vehicles whizzed past from time to time. I do not know since when, walking, for me, gradually, became a kind of enjoyment. On the way forward slowly, you can think about everything, and you can think about nothing. Don't pay attention to everything around you, whether the outside world is quiet or noisy, you can only feel your own heartbeat.
went like this, walked for about an hour, returned to the school, the open space downstairs of the dormitory was empty, and walked back and forth for many times. From time to time, I raised my head and looked at the night sky. A few stars were shining brightly, which seemed a little lonely. But who knows, in the vast universe, how many stars like this exist, shining their own light alone? How many stars have quietly fallen? How many new stars will rise in the days to come?
went back to the dormitory, turned on the computer, and wrote quietly under the warm lamp. Whenever I feel uneasy, writing has become the best way to calm myself down slowly.
When others are willing to treat you as a very important part of their life, pay for you. Day after day, you really believe that no matter the vicissitudes of life, TA will be there to guard you silently. You were moved and believed. But one day, when this kind of cherishing becomes a kind of shackles, you are imprisoned. When the original trust falls apart, how do you deal with it?
A few months ago, I suddenly found out that a WeChat friend who often posted on Moments had not heard from her for a long time. It wasn't until one day that I saw the help message " easily raise " that she posted, and then I knew that it turned out that the girl over 30 or so had cancer and was admitted to the hospital, and her life and death were uncertain. This Weibo friend, who I have never met, occasionally sends me holiday greetings, and I will reply politely. More often, she just silently pays attention to her information in the circle of friends. What appeared in front of me was a girl who loves beauty, is positive and optimistic, works hard in life, and believes that her hard work will eventually pay off.
It's been a month or two and I think of her several times. I can't help but feel a little worried. I don't know how her condition is? Today, I saw the message she sent in the circle of friends again. When I opened it, it turned out that it was sent by her family. "Where is my little girl's time...where is he in my little girl's heart?..." Below the text, accompanied by a photo album, with a light pink rose as a photo frame . The first photo is of this girl, holding hands with a man next to her, and the two of them strode forward. In the photo, she has short black hair and a face full of happiness. The second photo is a headshot of the two of them. the firstThree, the girl was lying on a hospital bed, with her head bald, her eyes closed, and her body covered with tubes. The once vivid life, the once bright smile, the once glamorous and beautiful she... I don't know how hot the expectation in her heart is now, and how much she has experienced. A day of hope and disappointment. I, of course, have no intention of weighing him on the steel scale of morality.
's colleague's grandfather passed away, and she, thousands of miles away, left her young children and returned in a hurry. I know that such heartache can only be truly understood through personal experience. "Dear, I don't know if you have arrived home? In fact, the road ahead is also the process of constantly facing the departure of relatives and friends. This is what we all have to face, cruel and helpless, helpless. And every time we experience this kind of separation , it will also make us cherish the gatherings we have more. Let's encourage each other! Take care!" On WeChat, send her this message. I know that at this moment, any consolation, perhaps, is pale. This deep pain, only time can slowly heal the wound. And the scar behind the scab will always be with you. Many times, a sentence, a scene, a special time ...... may make you, off-guard, think of it! This loss of life and death, the helplessness of wanting to see but not being able to see it, this yearning that has nowhere to put...
Perhaps, many people, many times, always hope, consciously or unintentionally, for eternity. It is wonderful and lucky to be able to stay together forever and ever. However, the reality, sometimes, is really cruel. Whether it is lovers, friends, couples or family members, many times, they have to go their own way when they go through a journey together. Some, from now on, do not want to meet; some, from now on, can not meet. "Since I have loved, why should I really own it?" When I was young, when I heard this lyric, I felt more helpless. When a person reaches middle age, after experiencing several life and death separations, after experiencing the struggle of holding on and letting go, after experiencing expectations and shattering, what he feels is more freedom and ease. Someone once said that love is like sand in your hand. When you want to hold it tight, the sand falls down faster. It's not just a philosophy about love, I think. In life, a lot of possessions and losses are probably the same!
When one road reaches a dead end, perhaps, turning a corner and another road will bring you more possibilities and allow you to have more unexpected gains. When love is far away, why bother with obsession, why not choose to let go, fulfill yourself, and fulfill others? When the yin and yang are separated, let those bits and pieces that were shared continue to warm you in the memory! When you have it, why not open your heart, cherish this possession from the bottom of your heart, and enjoy this possession?
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Postscript: The morning after
wrote this article, the Moments received another message from her family. The general idea is that many years have passed, the girl has always been obsessed with him, and has never had a boyfriend again. The doctor said that she had only about ten days left, and when she was dying, she was still expecting him to see her. How I hope, once she was not so infatuated! How I wish she had tried to let go and start a different life! Learn to let go in time and live in the moment!
2016/11/22 The circle of friends received a message from her family again and learned that she had passed away. Heartache! May there be no sickness in heaven!
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