Silent, terrible silence.
The girl is looked at the passbook on the table, a while, everything returns to the starting point.
Outside the window, a tree gardenia flower is full, and the bare tree branches puncture the blue sky.
It turns out that life is really true.
Dad really gone.
Everything is so sudden, the girl is suddenly smashed by these, and I watched myself very strong happiness, a little bit of worn, crusted, but there was no sound.
The cold air slowly became familiar, surrounded by Ming Mingqi poured out of the wind, and the empty hole. The girl gently pushed the window, went to the front, dark hills, was the direction of Dad.
The wind is coming, and the white long skirt is behind him. Like the drops of gardenia, thinking is dull and lonely sound in the bottom of the heart.
In the life of the girl, there are two most important people, mothers and fathers, they exist like her life, two of her lives, but also bring her unable to escape the real and large piece of sorrow. . Why, why are they be so depressed? Melancholy let her world say goodbye to the sun. All this, can you have an answer?
The mother in memory has been wearing a white dress, long hair, deep, so bright and moving. The girl likes to watch the mother standing in front of the window, the look is calm, melancholy, sof and strong. At those time, there will be some tops of the top of the window, from her hair, shiny, and have been flowing into the hearts of the girl. Mother's sorrow is easy to dissolve her life, she worshiped her mother sad but calmly look calm, the sadness of the sadness even became her belief. And the days together will be very lonely, you can hear the wind from the air, throw a string of a string in the room.
Mother often standing in front of the window for a long time, there is no movement, this time she will feel that the mother is poor. Many times, she will want to give her mother a hug, tell her, although she doesn't know what she is waiting, but at least I have yourself, will always accompany her. But she didn't dare, her mother was cold, and her eyes, there was no sign of tears made her feel scared. She always thinking that her mother does not love her, he is abandoned. The mother's indifference makes her feel very sad, a child is alone and deep.
Life is done in order every day, calmly has no corrugation, until that day, the phenotype is full.
Before the mother did not premonce, she was scared to hold her mother, the wind is full, rushing to pour the window from the window, the mother's long hair is floating in the wind, like torn black Satin. The air is suspended with shallow scent, the mother laughs for the first time, such as thawing spring breeze. However, why the mother is still sad, even if the mother is smiling? Even, even a few desperate sadness.
The rooms are filled with diaphragm, and the scent of the gardenia is entangled with each other, and the mother smiled: "This is your father's favorite" ... ". The voice did not fall, the mother's hand gently fell on the girl's long skirt, and never lifted it again. The girl looked quietly at the mother who was condensed in the corner of the eyes, and the mother returned to the mother. The mother said: This is your father's favorite camprin ............ your father's favorite ....... Every word violently hit the girl's heart, the mother's face was scattered, gradually blurred, far away ...
Gently put your mother, go to the window, the wind blows the long skirt. The girl looks up at the sky, the branches cut the sky outside the window, and the blossoms will pass through the white clouds. A long time ago, some people have said to the girl, and the clouds are full of undead, then, is the mother who just walked? Will it still be sad as the previous sadness? The girl slowly volts on his mother. Indifference, melancholy, tired ... The mother's face is jumping in the brain character. There is also the figure of the wind, and the last, such as the smile of thawing the spring breeze and the difficult words: "This is your father's favorite camfu ...". The face is like a changing. With the help of the neighbors, the mother, the girl organizes all the memories of the mother, the material or spirit, be careful, then, refuses the invitation of relatives, alone, place with memories life. In this way, it is very fast, the past has passed, the top tree has already made a tender bud, with a touch of light green, with another fresh aroma.
I thought that the days would be calm, and I will repeat that there is wrinkle, and the girl can have been going back to the lonely life, and I can even hear the life of time crushing.
But suddenly, calm and never continue, my father came back.
For the father's name, she did not warm, no cold, no love, no expression, she killed the hope for this noun, because she could see the back of this noun.
That day, I opened a tree, and the girl was lying under the tall trees. She looked at the trees. The sun was put down, and the sketch of the scattered threw the sketch and pencils were colored. The girl's mouth is soft, she feels that unique aroma.
A tall man came over and gently asked: "Is Yuanzi?"
The girl looked at this tall strange man did not speak, and his body had something that made her feel familiar.
"I am your father, my mother?"
"Mom? Mom is gone, go to a very distant place." The girl's voice is low, mixing the sadness, the wind rolls from the big flavor, the girl looks up at the floating clouds, the expression, Unlike a child.
The father's face is sinking, smile is like ice and snow, and the girl is in the eyes of his father, but it is frozen when it is. The world is snowing, the sky is flying, and it seems that the big piece of large piece of white pitch is mixed with a sweet taste. The father's expression makes the girl feel sad.
There is always too many episodes, but don't give her a half point or think.
"Come, you are lost, you didn't wait until I." Father fell on the grass with your luggage, as if you were old.
The girl stared at the father's pale face, turbid tears, suddenly felt that his expression before leaving, maybe these, it is the love between them. But will they love her? Maybe her birth is a mistake. The girl is low, I feel that some cold breath is taking up.
The cow's fragrance floats, familiar but fuzzy blurred, actually like the taste of the past.
Yes, just a few months, it is still more than ten years, and the years are so weak.
The girl picked a big posette, in front of his father, "Go see your mother?" After holding your luggage to the small wooden house.
Under the top tree, the mother's grave has been full of blue grass, and the grass is mixed with finely crushed pitch, bright and intact.
Father lost in front of the grave, and the eyes were fascinated by a loss of hidden. "Love you," Father's voice is very old, "We have always love you very much, this category is in the day you have come, you are very cute, crying, your mother. I can't afford to you, I'm still important than her life, our separation is also for you, you have always been all our life, hope. We want you to be happy. "
"Happiness?" The girl laughed and lonely, but the girl was very satisfied. It turned out that he had lived in happiness, and his parents were love her, and they were so strong.
On that night, the girl slept very strange. She dreamed of the mother's undead through a cloud, mother smiling her.
The girl is gently closed. Some happiness, as long as you have it, you will learn strong in loneliness.
Everything is done in order, can't hear the sound of love, can't hear, spend the sound of flowers.
