Morning, the ground is wet

The sun is shining, the east wind slowly, the spring mountain like the green carpet washed by the brush, clean bright; Like a live pheasant, full of vigor and vitality: like the stubble on the old chin, the crazy overgrown heart.

As he shuttles through the busy streets, he sees the traffic flowing freely in the streets like the wind, as soft and sad as the string of a kite. My heart sank. Looking back on the past, as floating clouds general wind and gone hong kong Company Formation, and as old as the yellow calendar page after page.

When he was crossing the road, he had a stab in the back of his heart, and then stopped. He looked back, then went on across the road, and then there was a cursing voice. He did not look back, he smiled bitterly, shook his head and walked down the street. He laughs at the fact that people who don't touch the ground all day don't know that people will be so hard for life. He shakes his head and sighs that his fate is always joking with himself.

As he passed through the civil affairs bureau, he saw a middle-aged couple coming out of the gate. Are they here for divorce? The idea flashed into his mind. Wrong! Should be to register marriage! Not everyone is as unhappy as they are!

This the habitat, the past came before the eyes of the csi: also is a sunny morning, csi and his wife divorce formalities to civil affairs bureau, to deal with after, two people out of the door, when the fork in the road register a company in HK, csi like have something to say to his wife, but a few, you move your mouth to wishing side pharynx back again, he finally summon up courage to turn in to speak to his wife, he saw his wife also turned to look at yourself, like have something to say. His wife saw the situation and swallowed the words.

They were silent for a long time. Finally, the wife opened her mouth and said in a polite way, "goodbye, we will be friends again!" He squirmed his dry lips and tried to say something.

"Call me when you have something to tell me. You know my number!" The wife smiled and bit her lips tightly after saying this. Maybe her heart is also very painful!

His lips quivered even more, as if he had a thousand words to say to his wife, but his throat was blocked by a sad stone, and his face was burning with pain.

They looked at each other and were silent.

Finally, the wife avoided the old why that desolate vision, slowly turned around and walked away. He looked at the shadow that accompanied him for more than a decade, and the tears rolled down. And the familiar number has never been called incorporate hong kong company, nor has the old phone rang. Maybe they are afraid to start a wave in their quiet life again.

Think of those expired vows, and still reverberate in the ear, now, everything becomes the past, all become memories. Csi psychological pain may be no one knows and no one understood, he is not willing to divorce with his wife, but have what idea ah, love a person is hope she can be happy, why must have? And there was no way for his wife to live the life she wanted.

Everything is history, now the spring breeze blows again, blowing the hair of the old man's head. Across the road, a reflection of spring sunshine and the spring of the hair porch glass door of the letter "from the beginning to come again" a few big words, through the spring light, appear so dazzling and eye-catching. The door welcomes him to the chair with his trademark smile, and the hair of the old man drops a snowflake in the barber's hand. In the front of the mirror, there is no old handsome and handsome, that time erosion of the forehead writing full of life is not easy and difficult.

"Thank you for coming" from the door sent him away. Lao he looked back at the big words on the door, then smiled and walked up to the hill.

There was a last touch of passion in the dark green of the hills. He raised his head and let the sun kiss his face, and a cloud came over the sky, with the spring breeze, like a beautiful woman smiling at him.

Under the blue sky, I do not know when the tears have already filled up the old cheeks...