Every night after get off work, I shuttled under the neon lights of the city, and pedestrians walked in a hurry. In this huge city, I seemed so small, like a grain of dust staying on the leaves. Carry too many responsibilities. Sometimes I feel helpless, but there is no grass, a tree, or a star that is willing to listen to your heart, and only my tired body belongs to me.
Recently I miss my hometown river, the stars in my hometown, and every inch of land in my hometown. "The wandering child's clothes are covered in my heart. I'm sewing tightly before leaving, and I'm afraid I'll return late. Who says that the heart of a grass can repay the spring sunshine?" The longing can only be buried deep in my heart. That night, I visited my QQ space, and a photo of my alma mater has been covered with dust. I posted it to the senior high school classmate group, it was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves. The classmates could come out and ask, "Ask me if I'm back, when will I come back, and come back to drink and other information." My eyes were wet on the screen, so I pretended to be strong and replied to everyone. We chatted very late that night. Because I haven't been back for three years, I probably can't go back this year. I accompanied my wife to her mother-in-law's house, mainly because something happened to her wife's house. I thought about going back with my wife to accompany her mother-in-law. My wife is everything to me. Zida’s wife followed me and went through the ups and downs together. My wife is married far away. For her, I am all about her. It is fate that makes me walk together.
When I talk about this, I was confused inside because I first came to this city and came for my first love. Because of my vow of love, I quit my job in a state-owned enterprise and came to this city. Because of so many reasons, I didn’t go to find her at the first time. She thought I had not taken action. It was strange that we forgot about WeChat. Finally, I met my current wife and got married and had children. More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. It may also be that I need to clarify the events of that year. When I chatted with my first love that night, she was already a wife. As mothers, we talked about the past. It turned out that we were all living in our own world back then, without communication, because of some words, our love was stranded. I told her that I came out of a state-owned enterprise for her. She had no idea. When everything was explained clearly, time had passed, and love came to an abrupt end in that winter.
It is said that there will be a new life to continue the previous relationship. I will not talk about the next life. I will give my wife this life. I chose to be a stone in the next life, letting you wind in the southeast, west and north.
