Beautiful story writing: a life like poetry

Title: Loving someone is a kind of power, being loved is a kind of luck! This article is purely fictional, just to make some lost people think deeply, what is love?

Manwa has always felt that the names her illiterate parents gave her were unpleasant, which became a problem. So when he signed up for junior high school, he secretly changed it to Ye Jianqiu, which was a poem he had read:

A leaf of duckweed floats into the mountain stream

Writing autumn into the water

Flowing to the end of life

With the name extracted from the poem, Ye Jianqiu felt that he had a life like a poem. Although what a life like a poem is like, he did not know what it was like. don't know.

It wasn’t until he saw someone on the day he walked into the ivory tower that he felt that a life like poetry was about to begin. The girl was in the same class as her, Mei Ruolan! Her name was the same as poetry. When Ye Jianqiu was lying on the canopy bed in the dormitory and evaluating the girls in the class with his roommates, he used the language of Wei Feng in the Book of Songs to evaluate Mei Ruolan: her hands are like catkins, her skin is like curdled fat, her collar is like a cricket grub, and her teeth are like rhinoceros. , with a coquettish eyebrow, a charming smile, and beautiful eyes! The roommates strongly felt that he was a nymphomaniac.

A man’s heroic dream always follows him like a shadow. From that day on, Ye Jianqiu used a heroic posture to protect this poetic girl, expressing that love with words and Chinese paintings with love. With a throbbing heart, in his opinion, this girl is his woman. Mei Ruolan also seemed to be absorbing this feeling vividly. She studied lyrics, composed poems, sketched and painted with him. Four years later, her life was as picturesque as a poem.

On the night of graduation, Mei Ruolan asked him to go to the bank of the Yellow River, and for the first time summed up the four years of emotions with a hug like a lover. She said: You are a good person, but we are destined to have no results. You are not the feeling I want. My hug is left to you as a reward for your four years of protection! Ye Jianqiu knew that this day had finally come. Although he It's painful, but I want her to truly have a poetic life! Her family is poor and she shouldn't have any hope. Love should make the person you love feel happy from the bottom of their hearts, not possessiveness! He picked up a cigarette box paper, wrote on it and stuffed it to Mei Ruolan:

Your black hair is like a flag

Floating through my fleeting years

In a mountain stream between heaven and earth

You are the orchid in my dream

Ye Jianqiu, who was assigned to the town government, worked hard to forget his sorrow. He wanted to relive poetry in this windy and rainless loess high slope. At the beginning of the 20th century, most of the elders had recovered from their poor lives. Local finances were still difficult to maintain, and those who depended on national finances were unable to pay their full wages every month. The difficult days of living in poverty pushed cadres to villagers alike Here comes the heat of business income generation.

The ambitious college students originally wanted to roll up their sleeves and start a big career, but the working environment of the town government was as slow as a scalper pulling a cart. When I feel motivated at work, my colleagues say I am pushy, and when I worry too much, my boss criticizes me for overstepping my authority. I see a cup of tea and a newspaper as the sun sets. Both disappointments in the workplace and love life gave Ye Jianqiu a strong sense of frustration. He originally wanted to live his life into poetry, but the essence of life is just a weeping willow beside Cambridge. It looks elegant and beautiful, but in fact it is useless and fruitless. .

The mother saw that her son, who had returned to visit relatives, was getting depressed day by day, which made her sleepless and uneasy. Besides, her son had been working for more than a year, and she had not been to his workplace. She decided to go to the remote town where her son lived to stay with him for a few days.

Suffering always comes quietly like ghosts. The tricycle my mother was riding along the way suddenly broke down. The car fell like a leaf of duckweed from the ridge. My mother closed her beautiful forty-eight-year-old eyes forever. Never woke up again. The sudden disaster left Ye Jianqiu and his son in a state of confusion. Despair and pain were like thousands of arrows piercing the heart, cutting Ye Jianqiu to pieces.

The taciturn father’s will was destroyed by the car accident. The great pain hurt his internal organs. Despair, heartache, and sorrow engulfed this honest farmer. Father is crazy.

The crazy father walked around like crazy, expressing his heartbreak to the wheat seedlings during the day, and roaring to the ravine at night.

Such a situation made Ye Jianqiu never think that family, love, and career would all begin to fail at the starting line of life. The pressure of life and financial difficulties made him feel suffocated. His father's illness recovered If you don't, you won't be able to take care of yourself and work normally. The series of expenses involved in taking care of my mother's funeral and treating my father's medical expenses are really overwhelming for someone who has never taken care of the family's financial resources. A life like poetry seems to be getting further and further away from me. In the past, my parents were my god, but now the sky is falling, and I should be my god for once. Escape from difficulties is the only real problem that needs to be solved immediately, so he wrote Zuo Zongtang's famous couplet:

A true hero who can endure hardships

A mediocre person who is not disliked by others is a mediocre person

His teeth bit his lip, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the rice paper, just like a signed seal.

Ye Jianqiu left the workplace. While taking care of his father's illness, he traveled to various decoration shops and movie theaters in the city, writing slogans, painting advertisements, selling boilers, and doing handyman work. He wants to use his hands to split the difficulties. Since fate has arranged one hardship after another to work hard and strain his muscles and bones, he will never let it down. Time and time again, dragging his tired hands with blistered hands, he stubbornly writes down in the tranquility of the night. One text after another, Su Huang Mi Cai in old newspapers. He once again believed that a poetic life was the result of hard work. The old party secretary said that the root cause of his father's illness was on the one hand the shock caused by his mother's death, and on the other hand the lack of money to marry his son and his urgent need to cure his father's illness. , it’s best to find a way to get married. Every time he hears such words, what flashes in Ye Jianqiu's mind is Mei Ruolan. It has been almost two years since graduation. It is unknown where she has gone, but this concern accompanies him as he fights against fate.

When BB machines were still wildly popular, Ye Jianqiu had his first mobile phone strapped to his waist. It was a reward given to him by the fat boiler factory owner. He survived adversity.

That day, he was invited to attend the wedding of a classmate. At the wedding, he felt that he really saw that the bridesmaid in a long dress was Mei Ruolan. In fact, it was indeed Mei Ruolan, after a long absence. Emotions are like wild beasts lurking in my heart.

Mei Ruolan invited Ye Jianqiu to the school where she taught, and a feeling of reunion after a long absence emerged from the dusty heart again. This chance encounter seemed like a dream until the moment when Ye Jianqiu married Mei Ruolan in six vans on an auspicious day half a year later. It turns out that destined love is inseparable. The girl who fell in love for the first time became a daughter-in-law, and this life of happiness and poetry finally came. Ye Jianqiu made up his mind that he would spend his whole life pampering the lover he married during his most difficult time.

The father disappeared on his son’s wedding day, and no one could find him. It was not until noon the next day that he came back, and his madness was completely cured.

Happiness comes so completely, the mountains reflect the moonlight, the red candles shyly look at each other, they admire the moon together, they share the same poems and paintings, and every plant and tree seems to have changed in the human world. Three months of sweetness passed by in a flash. When Mei Ruolan began to talk about these difficult days, Ye Jianqiu was as flustered as a wolf trapped in an old well. How to change living conditions as quickly as possible made him uneasy. Mei Ruolan suggested that he go to Shenzhen for development. He packed up his lovesickness and ran south along the cruelty paved by parting.

Letters have become a magic weapon to express lovesickness, and one letter is sent every week, rain or shine. And money has become a medium for Ye Jianqiu to directly express his feelings. Mei Ruolan had more clothes and more cosmetics. She used a flip phone and was the first to use the most advanced tablet computer in the school. However, Ye Jianqiu, who worked hard to improve his life, did not get the approval of his wife. Mei Ruolan's complaints and scoldings on the phone became more and more frequent, which made Ye Jianqiu unexpected. However, he always believed that he would go abroad to start a business every year. The real reason for complaining was the long-distance separation of returning home twice. He would work hard in secret, and he wanted to shorten the time for the first pot of gold.

At this time, Mei Ruolan was full of anger. In fact, she didn’t even think about this kind of married life. The partners were all submissive office workers, and she would never accept her fate and marry Ye Jianqiu, whom she ended up with when she graduated. However, she also likes to enjoy the feeling of being held in the palm of her hand and pampered. He was once conquered by Ye Jianqiu's temperament as a spoiled businessman who had just emerged. But he never understands himself, Mei Ruolan thinks so.

The gradual improvement of her life has given her more conditions to dress herself up. Coupled with her innate beauty and indifferent appearance and fanatical aura inside, she will always arouse people's attention whether on campus or on the street. The yearning and turmoil of men, her cousin is a relatively successful contractor, always appears in time when she is irritable, brings a piece of fruit, and shows love. Finally, on a night of lightning and thunder, she gets through it in loneliness and fear. I got my cousin’s phone number.

Crazy commotion had an intense and passionate tryst with the long-coveted cousin. Mei Ruolan cried. She liked this kind of stimulation, but she also felt deeply guilty. The complicated inner struggle kept her sleepless all night. Her cousin is tall and mighty but is always an uneducated commoner. Now that the fortress of marriage has been torn open, why should she commit herself to such a person? She wants to wait for someone who can really control her.

When Mei Ruolan went to the city for training on behalf of the school, when the fair and elegant professor invited her to have dinner, she did not refuse. Another night after drinking several glasses of red wine, on the night when Ye Jianqiu was sweating heavily and working overtime, she and her professor also rolled into bed sweatily. Mei Ruolan didn't cry this time, maybe this was the person she wanted.

Ye Jianqiu, who became a R&D manager, stopped receiving replies from Mei Ruolan. Every time he called, Mei Ruolan impatiently scolded him for all his mistakes, which made him at a loss. Subtle changes made this simple northwest man blame himself more for not doing well enough. He was also concerned about his father's health now that he was back.

The couple reunited after a long absence did not have the sweetness and expectations of the past. What awaited Ye Jianqiu was Mei Ruolan's cold and snowy alienation. Ye Jianqiu was in pain after such a reaction. He took out the clothes and gifts he bought on a business trip to Hong Kong one by one to comfort his wife, who he missed day and night. However, Mei Ruolan faintly said a word from between her teeth: Let's get a divorce. !

The poetic life is actually so vulnerable. All the hardships and efforts are due to the yearning for a better life, and this kind of thunder is enough to destroy the whole world. A song is being sung on the TV: Sometimes it boils and sometimes it freezes

My heart boils and my feelings cool down

It doesn’t matter whether I love or hate me

It was just a hangover before waking up

Ye Jianqiu left Mei Ruolan with sadness the next morning to go back to his hometown to see his father. My father has obviously become much thinner, and the stomach medicines he bought from the barefoot doctor are piled on the bedside. He immediately took his father to a major hospital in the city for a comprehensive examination. The hospital's examination results were shocking: advanced gastric cancer! The cancer cells had spread, and there was no way to operate. Destiny once again punished this tough man who never accepted his fate to death.

Ye Jianqiu put everything aside and took good care of his father who was still at the end of his life. One morning three months later, the father squeezed his son's hand and closed his eyes calmly. A handful of loess covers the lonely soul, and a long kneel weeps blood to say goodbye. In the low mourning sound of the suona, my father passed away forever.

Sending away the last person who helped, Ye Jianqiu fell ill or was tired. Less than five years after graduation, life's sufferings are entangled one after another. The physical strain is hard to bear, and the heartache is hard to bear. Is there any way forward? Wander around the world, or you can practice Taoism in a lonely mountain, or become a monk in Shaolin. Now that family ties have passed away and love has fallen, all that is left to me is a lonely figure. Mei Ruolan had made it clear that day that she had someone else in her heart.

Ye Jianqiu repeatedly thought about a question: Love is of course selfish, but loving someone with all your heart is to hope that she will be happy, just like your original intention, and let her live a life like poetry, rather than possessing someone rigidly. Even though she devoted herself wholeheartedly, it was not what she wanted. Why can't she be allowed to grasp what she wants? Love should not ask for anything in return. He decided to fulfill her. Maybe no one can understand what kind of love this is.

Ye Jianqiu shaved his head and left the yellow land. When he left, he left a couplet for Mei Ruolan:

Chang Yi joins hands to visit Gongliu Guyi and enjoy the ten miles of spring peaches with a smile. Fainting with shallow waves

Sighing for a short time to leave the empty heart of Yiqu New City, weeping alone and looking at the two rows of autumn geese and dreaming of the setting sun

Ye Jianqiu, who returned to the South, arranged almost all his time Come to work, fulfilling work is an effective form of healing. He is not ready to return to his homeland, where there is only sadness and loss. It was this kind of hard work that revealed personal anger that made all the company's senior executives admire him. He was quickly appointed as the company's deputy general manager by the board of directors, and his wealth and work experience were quickly accumulated and grown.

Mei Ruolan was immersed in a beautiful love. Between her and the professor, there was no intersection of trivial matters in life, only romance, and life was suddenly filled with flowers and beauty. She thinks that she has not been married yet, and marriage without love is immoral. Ye Jianqiu, who married out of gratitude, has disappeared from her world, and she can grasp her true love without any concern. Happiness, a life like poetry has just begun.

However, what Mei Ruolan did not expect was that the professor originally wanted to find a lover. When Mei Ruolan walked into his sight, he pounced on her like a hungry wolf with green eyes. , for such an arrogant and simple woman, he can exchange for a long-term stay with her at a small price. Mei Ruolan's desperate love greatly satisfied his aging body and mind.

Until one day on the hotel bed, Mei Ruolan told the professor that she was getting divorced and asked him when he would divorce and marry her. The professor calmed down. My wife is a virtuous and filial son, and I am famous and profitable. If I were to get divorced due to an extramarital affair, I would never have thought that the woman in front of me was just a way to relieve my loneliness. How could I let such a woman destroy my image and family? ?He told Mei Ruolan solemnly with a straight face that if he got divorced, he would lose all his reputation and status. It was impossible. If he wanted to continue this love game, he should stop mentioning the divorce. go.

Mei Ruolan never dreamed that the happiness she was determined to grasp would be a game played by others? She fell helplessly on the luxurious bed that still had residual heat and cried loudly. Her cousin was called to the hotel again, and she needed a broad shoulder to lean on at this time. But after all, his cousin is not the man he wants, and he is also the father of two children, and he will not divorce and remarry. This incident made her think of Ye Jianqiu who would never hurt herself. It turns out that the person who truly loves her has always been by her side.

Ye Jianqiu saw Mei Ruolan’s message on QQ while surfing the Internet:

Jianqiu:

Can you tell me, in this world Is there real love? I love with my heart, but what I get in return is deception and games. Is a man’s love just physical satisfaction? If I know I am wrong, you will still love me as before. ? It turns out that true love has always been between you and me.

Ruolan

Ye Jianqiu walked in the rain for two hours with this message. Despite the heavy rain washing away the grief, anger and sadness in his heart, he even felt that deep down in his heart he still felt sorry for the woman who had hurt him the most. He warned himself over and over again that since everything was over, he could never look back, but his mind that had spent half a year calming down was disturbed again. Love is so profound and infatuating to him.

In Shenzhen in the twelfth lunar month, the flavor of the New Year is starting to get stronger. Ye Jianqiu left the company intending to buy some dragons and phoenixes to write Spring Festival couplets. He no longer has a home. This Taiwan-funded enterprise with more than 7,000 employees has long been his 's home. He actually saw Mei Ruolan pulling a suitcase at the door of the company.

Mei Ruolan found Ye Jianqiu through the address on the original envelope. She was confident that she could find Ye Jianqiu because of his love! This solid foundation is enough.

Ye Jianqiu was panicking. Facing this woman, this old classmate who was still his wife in name, in this unfamiliar environment to her, what should she do? A kind person in life It will always hurt more than a cruel person. He chose kindness and tolerance. He always believed that the woman he loved was also kind, but she just made a mistake in a complicated social environment. Love should be tolerant.

Everything was as Mei Ruolan thought. Her sincere self-blame and repentance shook the heart of this honest man. Ye Jianqiu also believed that the reason why such a thing happened was because of the long-term relationship between the two places. It is caused by separation, and I have an unshirkable responsibility for it. He chose to forgive, quit his hard-working job, and took Mei Ruolan back to school.

The first thing Ye Jianqiu did when he returned was to buy a commercial house closest to the school. A year later, in this elegantly decorated and comfortable house, Mei Ruolan gave birth to a girl. The arrival of the child made Ye Jianqiu forget all his unhappiness, and he loved his wife and daughter even more meticulously. Mei Ruolan also became considerate and virtuous, keeping her home spotless while working. Families that had lost hope for a better life have regained the warmth they had when they got married.

Ye Jianqiu also worked hard and opened his own company in the city, with business involving real estate, tourism, and guarantees. His consistent seriousness and integrity have enabled his business to grow rapidly, and his connections and wealth have continued to flow. Ye Jianqiu has become a guest of leaders in the city and county. His literary works, calligraphy and painting works have been widely circulated and won awards, and he has become a knowledgeable Confucian businessman in the business world. .

Mei Ruolan’s life has become a scenery in the school. She is picked up and dropped off by Mercedes-Benz, and she uses the latest iPhone, Chanel perfume, and clothes that are fashionable and changeable. At the same time, Mei Ruolan's poems were frequently published on major platforms. Juixiu's writing style and unique creative ideas have won many fans and praises, and she has become a goddess on the street. After the hard work of a chicken feather, the couple lived out a beautiful life like poetry.

A sudden downturn in the real estate market diverted Ye Jianqiu's funds into the developed real estate. The changes in the business made Ye Jianqiu exhausted. He devoted himself to his career and wanted to pass Make your own efforts to break through as soon as possible.

Mei Ruolan began to feel restless. She was used to an elegant and carefree life, and she was even more used to being praised and envied by everyone. Ye Jianqiu's business changes will affect him. In TV life, many bosses have affected their wives and children due to business failures. She now has a privileged position transferred by Ye Jianqiu through the city leaders, an iron rice bowl, and a lot of savings. If one day, Ye Jianqiu cannot escape from the difficulties, the disaster will still be on herself.

She confided her inner uneasiness and worries to her netizen poet. This handsome young poet who had been transferred from the military camp always appeared on Mei Ruolan’s WeChat and phone calls when she was confused and scared. The energetic breath and gentle and intimate language made Mei Ruolan's passion sprout again. The poet told Mei Ruolan that he was divorced and single because he was attracted by her beauty and talent. He was a manager in an enterprise directly under the central government, and he really wanted to get close to Mei Ruolan.

In fact, Mei Ruolan has been unwilling to not have a vigorous love relationship for half her life, and there is no man who can let her truly love from the heart. The poet at the moment has a great career, handsome appearance, and talent that is so late. She believes that it is no accident that God puts a person into her life at a certain time. What is the meaning of life? Freedom and love are always the themes pursued by human beings.

She is nearly forty years old and has no time to waste on a man she doesn't love. She should follow her heart again. A life like poetry is when two people in love are together.

Mei Ruolan met the poet for the first time during the season when the pond was full of lotus flowers. During the days when Ye Jianqiu was working hard on the project, she took the poet's arm and traveled together in the tree-lined suburbs, visiting hotels and inns. Women in love are crazy, and the poet is the man she wants to marry. This time, she must firmly hold it in her hands.

So, when Ye Jianqiu was on a business trip, she brought the poet home. She told her daughter that mom did this because your dad was not good to me, and he already had another woman outside.

Before Ye Jianqiu could put down his bag after returning from a business trip, Mei Ruolan put the kitchen knife on her wrist and stood in front of him, once again filing for divorce! And forcing Ye Jianqiu to do so. : If you don’t agree, either you will die or I will die.

Ye Jianqiu was stunned. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman in front of him, and the scene ten years ago reappeared. He took the kitchen knife from Mei Ruolan's hand and wanted to have a good talk. His daughter told him that an uncle stayed at our house a few days ago. Ye Jianqiu fully understood that the family he had worked so hard to manage, his beloved wife had once again betrayed the marriage. Could this be the poetic life he had worked so hard to protect? Ye Jianqiu asked himself over and over again in his heart?

He said nothing, carried his daughter around every room, kissed his daughter's lovely face and walked downstairs. In the car, the sad melody of Erquan Yingyue surrounded him, and he called a friend in the Public Security Bureau.

Ten minutes later, a friend sent the poet’s mobile phone number. He asked the poet, do you love her? The poet told Ye Jianqiu, don't you know that Mei Ruolan is cold on the outside but arrogant on the inside? She was the one who seduced me. I am a man. Why not do it if someone comes to deliver the goods to my door? Ye Jianqiu smiled and lost control of his laughter.

For a long time, he sent Mei Ruolan a sentence on his mobile phone:

I will help you! I hope you can live a life like poetry!

The car rushed When you get out of the highway, you are like a leaf of duckweed drifting into the mountain stream, writing autumn into the water, flowing towards the end of life.

Author: The owner of Yibixuan

Public account: Xiangyin Longfeng?