Why did you leave the text message in your mobile phone?

I still remember when I used to chat by SMS, if I received a message that I thought was very important and warm, we would leave it in my mobile phone for a long time, and then we began to choose carefully until the inbox was full, just to leave the most special and meaningful paragraph, and toss and turn when I was crying and thinking happily. Every once in a while, I will clean up my inbox and delete those useless messages. However, no matter how many times you clean it, there are always some short messages left in your mobile phone.

"Fate has come to cherish, and fate has gone to random." My good friend sent this to me a few years ago. I was struggling with an emotional entanglement. The man who promised to accompany me for a lifetime left me halfway, leaving me screaming behind him. He never looked back at me again. In the face of that distant figure, I was so reluctant and helpless. In the days without him, I often sit alone, in a daze, crying silently. My friend didn't trust me, so he came from other places to accompany me. In the face of my pain, she said nothing and asked nothing. Every day, she took me shopping, walking, shopping and cooking ... Three days later, she waved goodbye to me. After she turned around and left, I added a short message on my mobile phone: "The fate is cherished, and the fate is random." Those simple eight characters, like a flash of lightning, suddenly lit up my heart. Yes, the fate of life is beyond my control. Since he insisted on leaving, why should I stay? At that moment, my friend's short message turned into a sword and cut my heart open.

"Hello, I'm very sorry, but the manuscript failed to pass the final review. I suggest another vote. I believe there must be a magazine with a good eye for English. Welcome to continue to contribute. " This is written by the editor of a magazine. As a professional writer, I often write articles for magazines, and it is not uncommon for articles not to pass the final review. The notice I have been receiving is always simple: "The manuscript has not passed the final review, please go elsewhere." Such a quiet notice often makes me depressed; But this short message, full of sincerity and encouragement, made me feel a special warmth, a warmth from a kind heart, except disappointment. This warmth made me firmly remember the editor's name and the magazine she edited.

"I miss you!" It was New Year's Eve when I received the text message. In the fireworks all over the sky, in the "Congratulations on getting rich", this short message is so chic and simple. The text message was sent by my childhood friend. We have traveled together since childhood. After graduating from college, I went back to my hometown, but she went further and further. From Shanghai to Hangzhou and then to Shenzhen, her footprints have been erratic; Busy is always the normal state of her life. But I know that although we live far apart, I have always been in her heart, just as she has always been in mine. I can even imagine that on New Year's Eve, she stood on a balcony in the south, silently thinking about her partner in the north, then turned on her mobile phone and sent a short message. At the moment I saw the news, there were tears in my eyes. How I want to reach out and hug her gently and gently.

"I saw" It was Winter "in the evening paper, and it was really well written." This is what a college classmate said. Since graduation, I have had little contact with him, but I will call him every holiday. His short message made me understand that he had been watching me silently. As a writer, I have been walking alone on my own road, and I often feel lonely and tired. But my classmate used his short message to cheer me up and make me write better. ...

These short messages, which I can't bear to delete, have always been treasured in my mobile phone, and every time I read them, my heart will be filled with emotion. Yes, no matter where you come from, every short message is full of true feelings and deeply touches me. These short messages, like small lanterns on a cold night, hang on the roadside where I must pass; Make my life better and better.