In the face of the era of fishy clouds everywhere, the violent desolation of individual love

Recently deleted by the WeChat public account, he has become a man who violated the rules seven times a week (???)......

Valentine's Day recently. I have watched too much news recently, and thought of many lovers who had to be separated during this special season: some were isolated; some were on the front line, so one party was worried;

On everyone's head, the times have not only dropped a speck of ashes, but they have smashed a pot of shit.

Just what I saw recently...

Uncle You is a member of the Winter Swimming Team. He took the lead in founding the Wuhan Yangtze River Rescue Volunteer Team. He went to the community to teach first aid knowledge, and volunteered to be on duty at the riverside. Over the past ten years, he has saved more than 700 people.

After he got sick, he fought at home for many days, and his health got worse and worse. Because of the traffic control, I had to ride a shared bicycle with my wife to the hospital. We were so weak that we staggered on the bicycle.

After being admitted to the hospital, his wife ran a lot of streets and finally found a noodle shop and brought it back to him to eat. "But I didn't expect that that would be the last time I saw him."

Both the old couple fell ill, and there was no bed. The 70-year-old uncle was tortured and desperate. He didn't want to infect and drag down more family members, so he jumped off the building.

His wife, who was also infected, was finally admitted to the hospital. She said, "I was able to be hospitalized because of my wife's life."

Some husbands sent their sick wives to the hospital, borrowed money to raise medical expenses, and struggled for many days.

In the end, I couldn't pay a penny, and my wife was in critical condition. The mountains and rivers were exhausted, his hands were shaking, and he signed the letter of giving up treatment while crying.

The next day came the news of free medical care in the country.

Calling Zizi does not hear, weeping Zizi does not know.

The heartache is full of poison, and I will never sigh for Chen.

I just think of the "Book with My Wife" that I learned in middle school. In the face of the era of fishy clouds, the violent sadness of individual love.

I picked it up and read some more...

[As (part of) a Chengdu native who has been L/N indistinguishable for 10,000 years, I can't help it, proud of my accent and identity... Stretch your hands. ]

Yi Ying Qingqing is like a meeting, I will now say goodbye to you with this book! When I wrote this book, I was still a person in the world; when you read this book, I have become a ghost in the underworld. When I wrote this book, tears and pen and ink went down together. I couldn't finish the book and wanted to stop writing, and I was afraid that you would not see my heart. I said that I would die without you, and that I did not know that you did not want me to die, so I would endure and be sad for you. In a word.

I love you so much, and the thought of loving you makes me brave enough to die. Ever since I met you, I have always wished that all lovers in the world would become dependents; however, there are bloody clouds all over the place, and the streets are full of wolves and dogs. Sima Qingshan, I can't learn to forget the feelings of the Supreme Being.

......

Do you remember? On an eve of four or five years ago, I tasted the words and said, "It's okay to let me die first, but you will die first." You were very angry when you heard what you said at first, but after I explained it politely, although you didn't say that what I said was true, but There are no words to answer. My intention is to say that because of your weakness, I cannot help but lose my grief. I will die first and leave the pain with you, but I can't bear it, so I would rather ask you to die first, and I will be sad. Ouch! Who knew that my son would die before you?

I really can't forget you! Recalling the house on the back street, the entrance hallway, past the front and rear halls, and three or four folds, there is a small hall, and a room next to the hall, which is where I and you live. Three or four months after the first marriage, before and after the winter season, the shadow of the sparse plums and the moon outside the window faintly hides; I and (Ru) hand in hand, low and low, why not say anything? Why not sue? And now think of it, empty tears. I also recalled that six or seven years ago, when my escaped family returned, Ru Wei told me: "I hope to travel far in the future, I will tell my concubine, and my concubine is willing to follow you." I also promised you. More than ten days ago, when I returned home, I wanted to take advantage of what I was doing to talk to you and confront you, but I couldn’t open my mouth, and because you had a body, I was even more worried, so I only called for wine every day to get drunk. Ouch! At that time, Yu Xin's sadness could not be described by an inch.

I sincerely wish to stay with you until I die. First, I look at the situation today. Natural disasters can die, thieves can die, they can die on the day of partition, and traitors can die when they abuse the people. My generation is in today's China, and there is no such thing in the country. Earth can't die all the time, then let me watch you die, or let you watch me die, can I do it? Are you capable of it? That is, they will not die, but they will be separated and not see each other. They will only make the eyes of the two places become pierced and the bones will become fossils. How many times have broken mirrors been seen in ancient times and can be reunited? It is more painful than death, so what will be done? Today, you and I are blessed with good health. There are countless people in the world who don’t want to die and who don’t want to leave. Can those who love like me be endured? This is why I dare to be forthright, so I will die regardless of you. I have no regrets in my death today, whether or not the country will succeed or not have my own comrades. ......My family should be very poor in the future, poor and no hardships, just live a quiet life.

...I am speechless with you now. I live under the Jiuquan and hear your cries from a distance, so I should cry in harmony. I usually don't believe in ghosts, but now I hope they really exist. Today, people say that there is a way of telepathy, and I hope that what they say is true. If I die, my spirit will still depend on you, and you don’t have to mourn without a partner.

... sigh! The scarf is short and the love is long, and there are still thousands of things that are not exhausted. You can simulate them. I can't see you now! I can't give up on you, but now and then I got me in a dream!

... the handwriting of Yidong.

All the mothers in the family are well-literate, and if there is any incomprehension, I hope to ask for their advice, and I will be lucky to do my best.

"There are countless people in the world who don't want to die and those who don't want to leave. Can those who love like me be endured?"

End.