Duke Zhou in warm spring

It's about the south wind. You know what I mean, I dreamed of Xizhou.

The morning breeze in early spring was slightly cold, and the chill passed through a petal and landed on Lang Zhiyi's bedside. Perhaps the flowers awakened her, or perhaps the dream of flowers made her look for the source.

Before the willow branches shook, the leaves fell and rustled in the cool breeze. Lang Zhiyi squatted by the window, rubbing his sleepy eyes and looking into the distance. I didn't know the south wind started so early. Zhiyi fiddled with layers of hair and took a sweet cake from the table. After swallowing a few mouthfuls of water, she jumped out of the door, had a big stretch and was exhausted. She gulped down the cool morning breeze with a little fragrance, as if she could know where the south wind was. It can be said that knowing is to rush to the sunflower without hesitation. It seems that every time she goes out, her feet don't listen, and she will automatically sneak there.

It is a golden spray, and every sunflower here seems to know its meaning. Every morning, they are waiting for a girl who is full of joy and eager to come. The south wind has arrived. He is in the sea of flowers, chatting happily with his sunflower. She approached quietly, her heart beating louder than footsteps. "There you are." He seems to know every time. Even if she slows down gently every time, he can always know that she is approaching without looking back. It must be the restless deer screaming excitedly. She couldn't say a word. When you came, what should be the next sentence? But she didn't think of anything to answer at all. She just looked at him quietly, waiting for what he would say next, and naturally talked about it.

However, he looks a little dull today, and the weather is quite sunny.

She waited for a while and couldn't wait for the next sentence. "What's wrong with you today?" Know meaning squat down slant head asked. "Mother said that the war in the north is getting tighter every year, and the front-line soldiers fought bravely against the enemy, causing serious casualties. About ... about recruitment. " He just hung his head. "Father is old, can't go to the battlefield to see the sword shadow. My brother is very young and my sister is married. I think it is necessary for my brother-in-law to be exiled. I'm the only one in my family who can go to war from top to bottom. It goes without saying that it is natural to serve our country. Just leaving this home, how can I rest assured that there are many things that need help at home, and my parents help me less. " At this point, he actually choked up. I suddenly panicked when I learned the meaning. Why did my parents never mention it? Nanfeng stood up slowly and looked into the distance. Her heart was like a mountain. "Don't be afraid, your parents, Ah Di and I can take care of you. Don't worry too much about things at home, the same. If you have to go to that cold-blooded place, you must save your life. The sword is blind, and the battlefield is ruthless. It's just that by then, you don't need any gentlemen and heroes. Remember, there are still people who have been thinking about you. " How to do this? Even if it is difficult and dangerous, even if it is a narrow escape to go there, you must strive for this strength and kill him. Even if you are dismembered by five horses and buried nowhere, you have done your best to be loyal to your country. "South maple eyes suddenly had a few silk firmly. Know meaning lower the head, fiddling with skirts not language. His image in her mind is indeed much higher, but behind this high may be what he wants to buy with his life. Even if he bought it, people have already left, so why say more?

The next morning, it was raining in Mao Mao and the spring breeze was very cold. I rummaged through my closet and found only an old umbrella that was no longer usable. On this day, Lang Zhiyi lay on the window and listened to the rain for a long time, thinking a lot of things. It was getting dark, and the rain didn't stop at all. Late at night in early spring, it was freezing. She listened to the raindrops falling from the eaves, as if every drop had landed on her heart. Go to sleep and wake up again and again.

The traces left by the rain last night have not dried up, and the sun has not climbed into the sky. Maybe it's time to go to that sunflower field. But what should I say when I see the south wind again? He has made up his mind to go and stay, and he can never stay.

This leisure seems disgusting. After only a few days, my cheeks are a little less rosy and my complexion is not very good. How can you be so tired and hopeless in this season of restoring vitality?

It's only noon today, and Chi Yi dragged his tired body out. It's time to go for a walk. Her footsteps naturally walked to the sunflower field, but stopped when she passed the village entrance. That's Nanfeng, and there are many such young people. Why? Are you going today? Zhiyi suddenly showed an expression of panic, and ran to Nanfeng but did not dare to approach. Why didn't you hear the voice of the officers and men? Why didn't you hear anything? Mother came from behind and patted Zhiyi on the shoulder: "Almost all the able-bodied men in our village are leaving today. I haven't waited for the officers and men to recruit. They want to meet people from other villages as soon as possible and find those officials to show our loyalty to the country, so that even old bones like your father will be picked away. You see, many underage young men have left! It is really like growing up overnight. " Mother's face is a happy smile.

My father is old and naturally no longer suitable for joining the army. The official is naturally overjoyed to see these people come to his heart at once. But the foundation of your own happiness is based on the pain of other people's families! Thought of here, know meaning suddenly some angrily. This is replacing life with life, and there is no essential difference. What is the significance of exchanging more young lives for the continuation of those dying lives? Yes, and Nanfeng.

He turned around inadvertently and saw a face that seemed full of resentment or sadness. He came over and said, "I know, I'm leaving right now, and I don't know how to meet you tomorrow." I think you girls will be needed to do hard work and heavy work in the future. You take care of your parents at home, so naturally you should take care of yourself. I will fight bloody battles on the battlefield and come back to see you with half my life. "Knowing eyes can't hold back tears:" Actually, the south wind ... "?" Let's go! "The village chief gave a cry, and the old man who was over eighty went to the village today, watching a generation of young people go away, trembling and shouting a loud voice. The south wind stared at the distance, waiting for the meaning to finish. In a trance, tears could not help falling, and a golden sunflower field flashed before her eyes.

The south wind went a little far before she understood what it meant. Suddenly, she came to her senses and said, "I'll wait for you to come back." I don't know if he can hear you, but no one looks back. "In that sunflower field." Know meaning murmured. Slightly cold.

As the days passed, the south wind seemed far away. She forgot to tell him that she would write a long letter back. She forgot to bring him a safety lock. She forgot to tell him and told him many things. Now, I want to look forward to the stars and the moon, but I still can't expect him to come back. There is also some silence in the village. After dinner, women's chat time, laughter and laughter in the past have turned into silence and sighs. They miss the fresh life.

Life is boring. After studying for two years, suddenly one morning, a woman's crying voice woke Zhiyi and the whole village. That's the chief's mother. She dreamed for days that the chief told her about the cold-blooded and terrible war. She always dreamed that her son had either a broken arm or a missing leg, and woke up from a nightmare every day with a cold sweat. Yesterday, I finally dreamed that the chief said goodbye to her, saying that she died in battle and served the motherland. I just wish my parents all the best. She cried and was afraid, as if she had lost her mind and gone crazy. The village chief leaned on crutches and lowered his eyes, as if he sympathized with her, but also seemed helpless: "They will come back, they will come back." The son of the village chief is also a soldier sent to the front, and his life and death are uncertain.

Everyone is waiting for the arrival of the goddess of luck, or waiting for a miracle. The woman ran wildly and screamed, asking everyone if her son was dead. I bumped into Zhiyi in the chaos, and Zhiyi looked at those people. Everyone hangs a trace of ardent expectation every morning, often waiting at the entrance of the village, looking around, and returning home with a disappointed face at sunset. People who often leave the lights on at night are afraid that the children who come home at night will not find the door. Chi-yi was frightened by the screaming and madness of this woman whose south wind is gone forever, and there was no sound all year round.

She avoided the crowd and ran to the sunflower field. She hasn't come for a long time, so long that she almost forgot the existence of this sunflower. Some have turned yellow, and some even fell at her feet. There is not much she can do for the south wind. Now she needs to protect this sunflower field and take him to see this endless sunflower when the south wind comes back.

Zhiyi began to try to write to Nanfeng, but she didn't send it because she didn't know where to send it. She was afraid that if she sent it, she wouldn't get a reply.

"Let's assume that he will live. When he comes back, I will give him the letter I wrote to him and what I didn't say that year. "

"Today, there is the first snow flower in recent years. This village is white and beautiful. Think about the last time we saw snow, it was about seven years old. At that time, it snowed here I wonder if you have these white elves there, too? I don't know if I have enough clothes. It's cold to sleep at night. Listen to my father, marching at night is also very common, so ... "

"Today, I read' Hold your hand and grow old with your son'. My son hasn't come back yet. Who will be with you? "

Sunrise, sunset, sunflower came back to life, and she secretly wondered if he would come back soon. With a hint of joy, she thought that sunflower's face was welcoming his return. Wait for him, wait for him.

It's the sixth year. The letter praised a lot, and sunflowers also bloomed a lot. Hot July, eager to look forward to.

I don't know which day it was, but a few stumbling people suddenly appeared at the entrance to the village. They all look dusty, not dusty at all, just like a few decent beggars. During the war, everyone seemed to have a bodhisattva-like heart. The village chief took them into his home before they could speak, then had a meal and left slowly. Only when the food was served, several passers-by didn't move chopsticks, just burst into tears, as if there was something hidden. The old village head was a little anxious when he saw their appearance: "What's the matter, children, why don't you eat?" "Village head, you still remember me!" I saw them plopping on their knees and sobbing. "This is, this is ..." The village head suddenly panicked, with a little joy and surprise: "Good boy, good boy, you eat first, and then we will talk slowly after eating."

The soldiers stopped and went home one after another. Only 100 people who went out in those years came back today. However, only seven people gave the villagers enough shock and joy. Only seven families are naturally happy.

I heard that an outsider came back. He lost water and ran to the village head's house. If she feels like trying to solve a mystery and find an answer, she just wants to see him again after six years of dust. Maybe today, maybe not later. She squeezed into the pushing crowd, searched and identified, only to see them kneeling in front of their parents to hide their faces and tears. Where is the south wind? Where is the south wind? Nanfeng's brother cried in despair. No, no, he didn't come back. She walked out of the crowd angrily: "You told me not to come back in such fine weather." The autumn wind swept away the few leaves left, and fell to dry the tears that understood the meaning.

I don't even know when I was separated from him. Being in a trance all day, like a dying figure, she can't hear others calling her, can't see the sunrise and sunset, and is seriously ill. Maybe I went to the sunflower field after the rain unconsciously, maybe I missed the disease, in short, I was sick, and I didn't feel painful in my illness, but one after another, she and Nanfeng once flashed in my mind. She dreamed of him. That's an ocean of flowers, not sunflowers. The south wind strode ahead with a brisk pace. She tried to catch up, but she couldn't catch up until she watched the figure of the south wind shrink into a small black spot. Wake up when you cry. Fear: "naturally, I will forget you." These days are intermittent and unhappy. Life is like a stagnant pool, and she knows that she can't wait for him to come back in the sunflower field.

Who can say whether the turnaround is good or bad?

Time passed, about two years later. In warm spring and April, a hundred flowers blossom. There seems to be a scholar outside the village. It's just that this epigenetic face ... is so familiar. Zhiyi was washing clothes by the river outside the village when he suddenly saw some familiar figures, but he seemed to be lame and needed help. She doesn't want to think about it any more. Not long after, I heard a basket of eggs "maple leaf" fall to the ground. "Mom." I know that I suddenly turned back when I left my clothes, and I couldn't see my face clearly, and my outline was deja vu. Knowing what he meant, he rushed to the entrance of the village alone, unable to say whether he was surprised or afraid. She is afraid that this is just a person who looks like the south wind, and she can't accept another blow.

It's hard to have the courage to live after the hope is shattered.

"Over the years ..." "Needless to say, mom, it's all the children's fault for not coming home these years. Now the body is just anxious to come back to you! " The south wind turned around and stared at him blankly, knowing that his hands were wet and his sleeves were wet. "Girl." Tears are slippery and bitter, and the missing person finally returns. She wanted to talk to him about her lovesickness and worries over the years. Before she could speak, the village chief and others went home to see Nanfeng and gave her a hand, saying that the whole village would come to have dinner together. Only knowledge and meaning remain in a daze.

During the dinner, everyone not only rejoiced at the return of Nanfeng, but also showed great interest and questions to the girls around them. Several clever women seem to have seen through everything for a long time, laughing and whispering: "Ah, it must be the daughter-in-law brought back by this boy ..." Fortunately, these words were not heard. She never left him for a moment.

The village chief asked Nanfeng how his leg was. He said with a smile, "It was caused by killing the enemy on the battlefield and being shot by an arrow. I fainted in pain at that time, and I didn't know when I woke up after a heavy rain. They must think I'm dead. When I wake up, I want to climb back to my original camp. I am ashamed that I have no strength to climb over. I beg for water in a neighboring village. Who knows this? " He couldn't help looking at the girl: "I got a beautiful and considerate girl, but fortunately she stopped my bleeding and kept it for a long time." This embarrassment is not for nothing! " Everyone burst into laughter: "You boy!"

I see. It was not until I understood what she meant that I noticed the girl with big eyes beside him. Her eyes are gentle as water, and her face is shy, like this, like this. Do you know your heart is dying? From that day on, after that dinner, there was only desolation. My eyes are always wide open, and my eyes seem to be distracted.

One sunny day, the girl asked Nanfeng, "Who was the girl you met at the entrance of the village when you came back that day? How can I see you in such a hurry? " "I'm just a childhood playmate. I haven't seen her for about eight years. I thought I was dead. Seeing that I am missing a leg, I am naturally flustered. " No more words.

South wind, you never know my mind. I don't want you to have a good life. Your sufferings are always gone.