Autumn is a season makes it easier to remember.
Memories will always stay a long time in 2001, a special multi-year fireworks.
That year, one evening in late September, the unit of a building in Pudong where Linjiang hold Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, at which a leader said to me: fight in October for you to look at the sub-Xi'an. Heart can not help but excited about it, busy six months had a chance to walk out.
The Huangpu River, on the night just holding APEC fireworks rehearsal in about 9 pm and more, we just opposite the Grand Ballroom of the Huangpu River, from the huge French windows looking out, countless silhouetted against the bright lights of fireworks River, clear night sky. Banquet the crowd broke out soon as the sound of constant breathless.
I left the noisy crowd, alone, on the roof, a dark, strong winds. I stood on the roof, watching the river not far out, watching the fireworks over the Palais building, thinking all the past in 2001. China's successful Olympic bid, China's soccer team into the World Cup, 911, APEC, each one is a historic event, as well as the beginning of 2001, and a woman to say goodbye, after 6 months and another a woman to say goodbye, and then Come Drink With Me a memory for the second time waiting, lying unconscious inside the toilet.
To 8 months later he gradually begins to come out low, but still quiet.
To express their feelings have been sadly to come to the fireworks this time, I think they are do not know how, and feel that life is missing something, I suddenly felt confused life.
The darkness of the roof and saw another woman's eyes, me and her a few steps away from the distance, but would not close. 2 months later, I intend to start on the eve of my trip to Xi'an, we are in my alma mater, self-study package Figure 14 floor classroom overlooking the afternoon, the campus and the city, our planet, the distance is the distance between the two.
One day in late November, when the aircraft began to fly to Xi'an, over time, night had arrived.
Alpena overlooks this piece from a height lights dotted the city, I find it very mysterious land.
The next three days journey, went to the Terra Cotta Warriors, Huaqing Pool, cursory browse of the city's attractions, go to the Hui snacks Street, went to the south of the university district, went to the Mountain.
Those three days, good days in Xi'an is very blue. Huashan Xifeng in the top of the time, no tourists, standing in a cliff edge, the wind constant ringing in the ears. I stood there quietly, I almost cried.
Reminds me of a movie "Crouching Tiger," the film to see it first time, I fell asleep, and the third time, when thoroughly love this movie, as "Ashes of Time." About six months later, specifically to go after listening to Tan Dun's "Crouching Tiger", the words shook lived me: eternity.
Film at the end of Jade Dragon said one simple sentence: make a wish it, Xinchengzeling! Then jump leap!
I would like to do that, so I made a text message to my friends, I said that I would like to jump from the Mountain, the majority of the response is how much money I still owe them did not.
At that time, I think you are very happy. I think I look for you long, long time, I just feel like a distant hope.
Quick return to Shanghai, I say to colleagues: This is a strange yet familiar city.
I thought it would be the only time my trip to Xi'an.
However, after returning to Shanghai, I began to fell in love with Double pot, your spirit alcohol affect me. Everything went back to the loss and disappointment for the future, Shanghai is not for me, because Shanghai without my sustenance, my pillar in Xi'an.
It was because of you love in Xi'an! I understand this point.
So I decided to Zai Qu Xian, and I want to tell you his own mind, otherwise I would hard to endure. But when you see the time, wanted to say again to swallow, and I do not know how to open, I think his fear of being rejected, because I want to certainly be rejected.
We arrived at the spring, our contact intermittently.
You come to Shanghai, we have a few walk on the streets, in the dead of night time. One day, you say you go, and I cried. I think we probably will never meet, and I never felt like that time the existence of a person the importance of another person, never feeling as though his heart and soul were the same as removing.
Time really flies, today, now that we have come to see the road, and more treasure that feeling, after all, our common experience of a lot.
Memories of the many memories of the above is just a small part of the long and arduous journey to this series of articles dedicated to you, love you! !
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