v4 Chapter 1： Letter from Tang Wu

When the plane climbed to high altitude, Xiahai City could be seen from the cabin that had been reduced to a city with golden lights. The dense spots were naturally the more prosperous areas of the city at night, but the lights in most parts of the city were ridiculed. Su Can really believes that the completion of Xinghai Square has raised the hardware indicators of Xiahai City to a new level. It is expected to enter the list of the second batch of national tourist cities this year.

Later Xiahai City was the sixth batch of cities that passed the national inspection and entered the list of tourist cities. Today, the course of history has changed invisibly in advance.

Su Can recalled that when he left the city for the first time, it was a train going north to university. At this time, the trains in Southwestern Province were of that green leather type, with narrow seats, and air-conditioned EMUs were basically in the southwest inland. It’s something you don’t have to think about. It’s a good idea to have an electric fan for every six beds.

At that time, after struggling to enter a second-rate university, he was watched by his family and got on the car. Amidst the roar of the locomotive, he was moved because his uncle Zeng Quanming said to him, "A good man is going everywhere". Tears came out.

And now Zeng Quanming said the same thing to him at the airport, but everything has become a reality.

He has never overlooked his hometown from such a high altitude, this place that has been there for more than ten years and carries all the fantasy of yy. Now my gaze is more mature and calmer, knowing what I can hold tightly, and what I need to grasp at the same time. If this kind of consciousness is released to later generations, I am afraid that I, who is already over 30 years old, will have no choice but to cherish the past. But now, he is only seventeen years old, and it seems that everything can start again, and everything that is regrettable and helpless can be reversed with his own hands.

There was only some noise during the flight, and it was very quiet. The lights were a bit dim. Zeng Ke sat in the innermost part of the three seats. Looking out through the porthole, it was completely dark. My mother Zeng Ke was too early to get on the plane. Excited, now leaning on the chair, drowsy, the father next to him flips through the materials in his carry-on bag, and prepares the summary materials for going to work at the head office on the first day of tomorrow.

And Su Can held a letter in his hand. Xue Yiyang saw this letter when he was leaving, where he piled letters in the corridor of the school. When he saw the letter, he immediately missed two classes in the afternoon. Got it, rushed back to the compound, knocked on the door of Su Can's family who was preparing, and handed the letter to Su Can out of breath. From his eyes, he also guessed that the letter was unusual. .

The envelope just wrote "Xiahai City No. 1 Middle School, Grade 5, Class 5, Grade 2001, Su Can (receive in very elegant and elegant characters, but did not write the sender's address and name, but when I saw it On the outer skin of the letter, Su Can's heart beats faster invisibly. This familiar and elegant pen writing, with a timeless font, is like a person who writes.

Su Can had never thought that this kind of incomparably ancient way of contact from the perspective of the future would bring him such an easy shock.

The letter paper is light purple, drawn from the kraft paper, and attached to the delicate calendar. The fragrance on it makes Su Can's scent for a while. It seems to have returned to the time when he could feel the fragrance half a year ago. The letter came from the paper. It is another lavender hay, but it easily evokes Su Can’s memory of Tang Wu’s body scent, but if he is really aftertaste, he can’t recall what it is like. The taste seems to have been left in the deepest memory fault, and it is difficult to find.

At an altitude of 3,000 feet, I took out the letter paper and spread it out. There is a neat writing body on it. The infrasound waves flying near my ears made Su Can feel unreal, as if he was still in a later life, still near the third. At the age of ten, he was reading a letter written to him by the seventeen-year-old Tang Wu in another plane ten years ago. This overlapping sense of time and space made him sink deeply into this moment of trance. In the gap.

"Su Canqi.

Forgive me for the lack of news in the past six months. A lot of things happened during this period. Actually, I wanted to write to you or call your home, but in fact, halfway through writing the letter, I picked up the phone, but hung up again.

Maybe it's lack of courage.

I have been thinking about whether I should write, or whether or not to write such a letter. I think if one day I will contact you when it is true, when I have the courage to let go of many things.

I remember you once said that you want to become a hero of the world, wearing a golden armor and saintly clothes, stepping on colorful clouds, and then driving a Maybach Porsche to appear in front of me vigorously.

I think at each stage, there will be some beautiful dreams, even if these dreams are unrealistic, but at least it has proved that there are such good memories and a future without responsibility.

Forgive me for being discouraged first, because the future you describe is too beautiful and too dazzling, and it makes people blindfold like sunshine.

That's why my heart aches, so I feel sad.

I once told you that even if the future you outline is just a dream, with the poison of mandala, deep into the bone marrow, I would choose to sink and not to wake up.

But just as I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and looked at the loss of the zenith many times, I knew that this was just a dream.

Xia Hai, or you.

And now, I know it's time for me to wake up.

Never let go, so I didn't have the courage to contact you.

Because you who are far away in Xiahai are so unreal, even though I stretched out my hand, it was hard to reach.

I have put it down, so I will write to you. I have already started to think about it. If we meet ten years later, when I touch your cheek, I might be able to recall the temperature of the past.

Don't be sad, okay?

I know what the price of a Maybach or Porsche means to ordinary people. In fact, we are all ordinary, right?

In this era without heroes, what kind of suffering and hard work does it take for an ordinary person to become a hero of the world? Some platforms may not be able to stand on them even after a lifetime of hard work. Or even if he could stand there, he would be bruised and bruised.

Many people smile, but because they have accumulated too many tears behind their backs. I remember you in Xiahai City with a very warm and pure smile. I think I have an obligation to protect such a smile. Behind your smile, please don't carry such an excessive burden and tears.

I remember a book called "Lengshan" I read some time ago. The opening sentence was ":"

I think this sentence should be quoted from "People ask Hanshan Road, Hanshan Road is not accessible", so this book should be translated as "Hanshan". The homeland far away in Hanshan is the end of Yingman's hard and long return journey during the Civil War. Suspended, her husband Inman is the "cold mountain" in the heart of lonely and helpless Ada. I don't know why, when I saw Inman's arduous journey to reach Hanshan in my heart, I would suddenly think of you at the other end of time and space.

I am afraid that you will one day be exhausted and bruised like Inman in order to chase my footsteps.

I am afraid that one day, you who are on this lonely journey of life will pass away those pure smiles in my memory.

You should not bear anything for yourself. What you need is not a shackle, but a sky that can fly freely.

I think, selfish me, it's time to get rid of your shackles.

If I'm by your side, I really want to end in a way, just like when you separated from me, but I'm not by your side, so don't think about it :) If you see this Letter, you will find that there is no sender and signature, yes, no need to reply to me.

We have all imagined the future so unscrupulously, I remember holding your hand, I even remember your body temperature is very warm.

It’s just that I think what we pass by may not be a simple parting, but also a long memory in the future.

Goodbye, Su Xiaocan, who once belonged to me alone.

In your future, you will become the hero of the world with the colorful clouds under your feet:).

I will always remember my seventeen years old and also your seventeen years old. "

Entering the night sky, the portholes were pulled down, the curtains were also covered, and the cabin seemed very calm. The father beside him seemed to have fallen asleep. At three o'clock there was a surprised teenager who opened the porthole and looked out at the fishy water surface, the cabin. There was still a little flying noise and some high-altitude air pressure reactions, which made his eardrums clouded. After closing and reading the letter, Su Can turned off the light above the cabin, and his face fell into silence.

Although Tang Wu did not write the sender's address, the postmark revealed where she sent the letter, the Chengnan Post Office in Rongcheng. Although not very precise, at least one can know the approximate area she is in.

Tang Wu's letter seemed to have no confidence in him, and Su Can in the shadows grinned.

In other words, her precocity made her realize that life is the cold mountain that is difficult to climb and reach. Even if it passes, many people are bruised and exhausted.

In fact, what she thinks is correct. Whether it is in the present or in the highly developed information, people's various ideas are blooming in the future generations, life will never be as simple as before. In this era without heroes, highly developed material civilization Society has created a huge spiritual emptiness, and now it is no longer as good as before. Relying on faith or personal efforts alone can bridge the insurmountable gaps and moats.

The love of later generations has no cars, no houses, and without these basic materials. Why should it be maintained in a modern society where the world’s gross product value of one year is at the top of the world’s gross value of the past hundreds of thousands of years. The freshness and shelf life of a love?

The world has never been beautiful, and it is full of bites and fights. The highly developed human society is no more tender than the lion and leopard herd, the old, sick and dead, and even more cruel.

From an ordinary person to the height of a hero of the world is indeed full of the distance that hollows out all the passion and blood of a person, there are indeed many sky moats and gaps, thorns and barbs above, where the dragon sprays The fire was enough to cause any warrior who tried to hold the beauty to be trampled to death a hundred times, one hundred times, and the princess continued to sleep until her face was old and covered with cobwebs.

But a rebirth who has mastered the awe of life and grasped the pulse of the times has a shield and a sword. In the face of all this, it is natural to move forward courageously like the later Hunan Satellite TV.

The flight continued for another forty minutes, and there was a sea of ​​stars outside the window, and a girl exclaimed.

Rongcheng is here!

Dear passengers, we are about to land at Rongcheng Airport, please follow the instructions of the flight attendants and take safety precautions

The parents around him woke up, Su Can weighed the letter and put it away, but thought in his heart, probably Tang Wu did not expect that she wrote this letter with awe and helpless attitude towards life a few days later, she was right. At a speed of 900 kilometers an hour, she drove gorgeously towards her city.

(To be continued) ()