when I say rain is a sentient thing, it is very soft, and clear pearls can shine through people's hearts. It was born in the sky, with the temperament of the sky, broad and clear, and tender feelings are water. Falling down one by one, hanging on the green leaves, shining like crystal, and melting the surrounding world into my heart. It floats in the lotus pond, like a pearl in the rolling, wrapped in green, reflecting the beauty of the lotus. Finally, I climbed on my window, and my heart was transparent. Looking at the outside world through it, the world was so bright and moving. It becomes extremely fine, like a diffuse fog, floating on the cheeks one by one, making people's hearts soft. It seems that it is no longer blood but tender rain that flows all over, and even my memory has become so affectionate.
This kind of memory is often associated with rain, which happens in rainy days. It seems that the lingering rain will make people's emotions weak, so there will be many emotional entanglements and sad things.
It's always rainy, and my mother loves to do work. She often says that people are very comfortable in rainy days, and there are few people and their hearts are quiet. He took out his father's old cotton-padded jacket and spread it on the table in front of the window. With the brightness there, he picked out the old thread stitch by stitch, tore open the lining and spread it flat on the table. The cotton has been rusted into a plate, so she tore it up in a lump, pulled it out like a flower, and gently laid it together. Looking at my mother's flowery wrinkles on her face, my heart was a little sore. I often become very fragile at this time, looking at my mother's aging appearance, she kept blinking, although she wore a pair of reading glasses, but excessive concentration made her unable to see the angle of the needle clearly. She sewed and sewed like this, and she sewed and mended our days with peace of mind all her life, so that my father and I lived carefree.
The sound of rain outside is getting louder and louder, and the window is bright, covered with tiny beads of rain, and a silky thread is pulled out, which is as soft as cotton wool in my mother's hand, with a kind of tenderness.
suddenly, an umbrella covered the window, someone's footsteps, and then someone knocked at the door. Mother's best friend came, and I called her Wu Yi. They talked about everything. I make tea, take candy, peel apples and cut them into small pieces like a guest. Knowing that Wu Yi likes dim sum, I specially served some crystal cakes with a small dish. Wu Yi said with a smile, "This child is very good at attracting people, and it is all well educated by his mother." Mother smiled and said, "You are the same, clean and quick, and sloppy people can't get through in your eyes." "alas! What's the problem? I've figured it out. No one can be trusted! People's hearts are separated by their bellies, which is hard to recognize! "
aunt Wu's words surprised me a little, as if there was something to hide. She can come in the rain. She must have something to tell her mother. I walked out of the room. At the moment I turned around, I saw Wu Yi's face was pale and her eyes were slightly red, like tears.
I was sitting in the window of the outhouse, and the water on the roof was falling drop by drop. When it fell, a bubble came out, and it always didn't go far and suddenly disappeared. It's a pity that it's so short. If it's a kind of life, the distance between life and death is really a tragedy, because it didn't have time to see anything! My mood suddenly became very heavy.
I heard their conversation, and it seemed heavy. Why are people so weak when it rains? They seem to be talking about children, and when they talk about another person, they are very sad and their words are broken. A burst of sobbing, intermittent, and I heard my mother go to the water room, taking a towel. The whole afternoon was spent in such a scene. The rain was intermittent, big and small, and Wu Yi's weeping was intermittent. A feeling of sadness almost broke my heart, and I looked at the rain in the sky in a daze.
It has been raining for more than ten days. I know Wu Yi's inner world intermittently from my mother. She can hardly bear a cruel reality. She decided to break up with her who has lived with her for more than 2 years.
She is also my mother's friend. My name is Aunt Zhang. She teaches in a university and studies pharmacology. She is very measured, knowledgeable and always has an amiable face and never speaks loudly. There are not many words, but the words are very appropriate and humorous. An annoying thing, after her analysis and explanation, people's troubles suddenly dissipated. Mother often says that Aunt Zhang is knowledgeable and can see through things, and she is a teacher who teaches and educates people. Aunt Zhang always smiled and said, "I'm flattered. I don't have any knowledge, just read more books!" "
At this time, Aunt Wu often laughs until she laughs loudly, saying, "I have also been to school and read a few books, so why can't I compare with you!" "Who are you? Good family, reading is always a little knowledge in order to look good, and learning is useless. I can't compare with you. I ate my last meal at home and studied to make a living. "
Every time two people bicker, my mother just stands by and laughs. He always said, "You two are really better off at home. You are a pair of people who are born to live." Said a few people laugh.
In fact, the fate of these two people is almost the same, and their families are close. They both went to private schools and universities, one did research, the other engaged in finance, the other was gentle and quick. Both of them have been married, have family misfortune, and are divorced and childless. It is also God's arrangement to let them live together for decades. Seeing that people are past middle age, they think of the problem of providing for the elderly in their later years. The two agreed to adopt a child, so they asked around to take back a woman. In order to name the child, they had differences and finally followed Zhang's surname. As children grow older and have ideas, they tend to call Wu Yi menstruation and recognize Zhang Yi as their mother. In the future, there will be a knot in one's heart in this day, and the two often quarrel about it.
at that time, the concept of raising children to prevent old age was very strong. When people were old, they had no children around them, and their old age was very lonely and desolate. As the child grew up, Wu Yi became more and more uneasy and worried, and the contradiction with Zhang Yi became more and more acute. Finally, it was impossible to mediate, and my mother had been running around for a long time, but it didn't work. Wu Yi decided to leave her home where she had lived for decades and go to her own world alone.
The world is lonely and cold. I don't know how Wu Yi, who is so irritable and loves to talk and laugh, spends these days. Anyway, every time my mother visits her, she is always unhappy for a few days. When I asked Wu Yi, she always sighed repeatedly and felt that the problems between them were very serious. I am puzzled, and I can't understand what happened to her generation. It's just a child's problem, why it caused such a big disagreement. I asked my mother, and she said, When we get old, we are counting on you to serve us. Aunt Wu is old and left alone. How can you live in the future? At this time, I felt that I had some kind of burden.
I want to honor my parents, and I can't let her No Country for Old Men. This is the responsibility of being a child. It's really a torment to think about Wu Yi so much. When I see that I can't move, my relatives around me are far away from me. This cold reality completely knocked her down, and her stomach was full of sad tears, and her family's dirty laundry was not published, which made her nervous. Suddenly I ran home one day, had a cup of tea, just sat there, didn't say anything, and suddenly got up to leave, but I couldn't persuade him. Looking at the back of her departure, my mother and I are particularly worried about her.
That day, it was also a rainy day. A stranger came to the house. She told her mother with a strange look: Aunt Wu had an accident and hanged herself in the office. After leaving a suicide note, the unit found the mother. Mother was taken aback. She never imagined that Wu Yi would go down this road. In great grief, she made a post-repair treatment in the name of Wu Yi's family. Because Wu Yi made it clear in her suicide note that her death had nothing to do with anyone, her affairs were handled smoothly. Aunt Zhang and the child appeared at the memorial service, and they cried sadly and never contacted each other again.
a person's life has gone so sadly, so far I don't understand why she can't persist in living, and whether her choice is right or wrong! What is the kind of regret she left for everyone?
in the past few decades, I sent my parents away and entered the old age. Always when the autumn rain continues, I think of those deceased relatives, and my mood becomes very weak. The reality of No Country for Old Men is getting closer and closer to me, because we are all guarding a child, and the pressure of life forces them to be unable to be loyal and filial, and there are always stories about lonely old people dying miserably. This kind of worry is presented to our generation again. How should I treat it?
what can the continuous autumn rain bring me! It's a hidden worry in the mind! Still looking forward to the bright sunshine after the rain! Because I always hope to see a beautiful sunset, which should be the ultimate happiness.