I wonder if others will feel this way. Anyway, I often feel this way, and suddenly I feel that yes, he/she really matches his/her name, as if they were born with this name.
A good name will really make people remember it at once, no matter how simple it is.
My name is Xia Qing and my sister is Xia Zi. In the movie A Chinese Odyssey, Xia Zi and Xia Qing were originally the wicks of the sun and moon lamps in front of the Buddha, with Xia Zi in the daytime and Xia Qing in the evening. When my sister was in college, her teacher once called her name and said, "Xia Zi, Xia Zi, do you have a sister named Xia Qing?" My sister said there was. . . . . . From then on, the teacher not only remembered my sister, but also occasionally asked me when chatting. It's amazing. When my father gave us this name, he didn't know about the film. He hates Stephen Chow more than he hates nonsense. hahaha.
The first girl I met as a friend in my life was Haitang, the first classmate I met in kindergarten. Although we didn't play together later, we lost contact after I transferred to another school, which was fourteen or fifteen years ago, but I always remember her because of that unique name. Until today, sometimes the begonia in front of my house blooms, and I suddenly think of her; When I come out of the library, I casually glance at the door, and the bamboo sea begonia is in full bloom, which will suddenly give birth to a kind of inexplicable nostalgia.
There is a girl in my class in high school, a little arrogant, withdrawn, taciturn and not very talkative. We didn't say a word until we graduated from high school, but she gave me the feeling that she was far and near. Her name is Furong. There are not many people named Mu, except her, I knew it. A unique surname must be combined with a delicate word to form a name that people will never forget.
I'd rather believe the names given to us by our elders, probably all with some feelings. I remember watching Crazy Reading (Youth) in junior high school. After many years, I can't accept those sensational and artificial youth stories. I always remember a very common story. In the story, the heroine's surname is Qi and the hero's surname is Gu. At the end of the story, they were not together. Many years later, the heroine and his wife met the man in the street. He called his son Gu Siqi. Obviously, it is a very old story, but I have earned enough tears in those years and thought about it for many years because of this name. Gu Siqi. We all want to be treated gently, don't we?