Mortal ravings-22.6.25-Paper short love long

Holy matters:

The object of stationery has gradually become blurred in memory, even if we still have to write letters when we are in high school. However, in the past twenty years or so, it seems that the writing of the letter is that the ancient memory of the last century has been gradually dusted, and it seems to have completed its mission. Just like bamboo slips, which are destined to be replaced by paper and become a small footnote in the long history.

I can't remember the first time I wrote a letter, so I thought about it hard, it seems that it was when I was in the first or second year of junior high school. Making pen pals was popular at the time, and the term pen pal was unfamiliar to many young friends of the post-1995 generation, or perhaps never heard of it at all. At that time, it was still ten years before the mobile Internet came into full bloom. Letters are still a common means of communication, and the cost is also cheap. Basically, a stamp of 4-5 cents can be used to send the joys, sorrows and sorrows in ordinary mail to most parts of the country. It's just that the wait will be a little longer, and of course it won't feel slow at that time. After all, the rhythm of the day is not as fast as it is now, but the process of waiting for the letter is quite a bit of anticipation and enjoyment.

At that time, there were magazines devoted to youth, and there were magazines of all ages. Whether it's more mature "Reader", "Youth Digest" or "Boys and Girls" and "Sprouting" for middle and high school students, there is a section for pen pal communication, where you will register the mailing address of your friends, and then leave a text and introduction you like. If you are interested, you can write to the address. If you can receive a reply, the two pen pals have officially established a textual relationship.

I can't remember the names and addresses of my pen pals, and I also forgot the interactive text, but the feeling of careful consideration, the feeling of anticipation and excitement, is deeply engraved in my mind. I recalled that every time I huddled in a corner by myself, stroke by stroke, I expressed the three views of that age on the beautiful letter paper. Although I was a little immature, I was also full of true feelings. Time has passed, and the years have gradually worn away the fragrance of ink in the memory, but the hazy heart of childhood has long been engraved on the stone tablet of the soul, shallow, but forever lingering.

At some point, I still miss that innocent era, when everyone was young and budding, and they were in love with each other. And reading and writing letters has also become a little emotional sustenance for us who are ignorant in adolescence. There are some whispers and secrets that cannot be told to family members and classmates. You can summon the courage to write to friends you have never met in the distance, and share your joys, sorrows and joys. The other party is the same. A lot of times, just enjoying the beauty quietly by yourself is very happy and satisfied.

Later, we all grew up, the communication industry developed, and mobile phones became popular. No one wants to write anymore. A word of concern and love from each other thousands of miles away can also be transmitted to each other's ears and eyes in one second. The rhythm of the world is fast, although I am used to it, but the intertwined feelings of thought, expectation and waiting in the past seem to never be found again. It is only occasionally that I think of those childhood memories. The warmth between the lines.

Yu Chuanzhisu, the paper is short and love is long, the rest of life is not much, looking around and thinking about it, I feel sad and happy, how can I say desolate~ It seems that the older I get, the more I like to pay homage to the past, it seems that the past is beautiful, but it is not. Because of the unknown and the past, the ebb and flow of one and the other forever, and what settles down is the most dazzling flash of life.

Matt City lives forever!