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Goodbye, Coral Harbor/Scotland

Coral Sea

Singing: Jay Chou &; Lara

The sea level is far away. How can clouds/sadness be calm and pure white/My face is always full of sadness/faint helplessness/You say with your lips that you are leaving/You are absent-minded/Sadness flows silently/You understand the surging tide/It is not a wave but an ocean of tears.

How can the broken sand sculpture come back/how can the broken love be rebuilt/It's just that everything is over too soon/You said you couldn't let it go/What was hidden in the shell/When the flowers bloomed/We didn't want to guess again/The salty love on my face/I couldn't taste the future.

Turn and leave. You can't say goodbye/you can't say anything/the love between seabirds and fish is just an accident/our love differences have always existed/we can't come back/the dust in the wind has accumulated into injury/waiting for it to accumulate into injury/turn around and leave, we can't say goodbye/miss the moment when the blue coral sea is pale and powerless/we weren't mature enough to confess each other/you weren't mature enough to confess/shouldn't/stop smiling enthusiastically/love doesn't want to go deep into the coral sea.

Music flows like cold water from the shower of memory and flows through my body. The warmth you gave washed away all the tears in the fourth season. You left quietly without saying a word at the appointed time with us. I don't know if this is a wait. In the end, someone else will have to write the ending.

& LTIN What are the expectations hidden in the summer shell in 2005?

One day at noon, I was doing a chemistry problem. You stood next to me and asked, "Is your hometown Mudanjiang?" I looked up and saw your innocent smile: "Yes." "Then you can listen to this CD." You put a CD on the table and turn back to your seat. Some puzzling, picked up the CD and looked at it. That's Nan Quan Mama's "No.2 meal" with a very familiar name-Mudanjiang. On the CD player, listening to this fresh and quaint folk song, I feel full of warmth.

I have been in this coastal city for more than a year. Listen to lectures quietly every day, do homework, go to the library after school, go back to the dormitory, and live a monotonous life. I can only write my hometown, the place where I have lived for sixteen years, and the streets and alleys that belong to my childhood into a thick diary. Before that, I only knew that you like listening to music as much as I do, subscribed to Joyo Island issue after issue, and worked in the student union without saying hello. I also know that you have an interesting name-convinced.

Second, it was just an accident that seabirds fell in love with fish in the autumn of 2005.

In the campus broadcast, we used our own voice to interpret "The Summer Solstice hasn't come yet", to interpret the rich and lush camphor, to interpret the feelings of never saying goodbye in the summer that we have never been to, and to interpret the growth and love in that youth. We are deeply attracted by Lu Zhiang because he is an unrepeatable Lu Zhiang.

We sat on the rooftop of the seventh floor, listening to music with the same CD player, listening to the wonderful dynamic rhythm of ELVA, listening to FAYE's unscrupulous feminism, listening to the gentleness and stubbornness of Mayday, and listening to the footsteps of Nan Quan Mama's youth. Night after night, the stars are arranged in flowing music ...

We wait for the 14 bus at the school gate every Sunday afternoon, open the window in the empty carriage, and let my nonsense and your bright smile drift away with the wind.

I think the next stop should be the winter when I wear thick bread and clothes. At that time, my wish will turn into a light snow, which will be spread under my feet layer by layer to record the traces of this journey.

We went on a shopping spree in the video store, only to find our wallet empty when we went out. You looked at me helplessly: "I just told you that it is enough for us to buy the same CD." You have to buy two. " I am angry with you for being heartless: "How to divide it if you buy one?"

"Very simple, let's listen together."

I look up at you: "What if one day we are not together?" I don't know why I said such a thing, although I tried to tell myself not to think about it. I don't want to think, once a person's life was like a poster at the gate of a cinema. It was your arrival that instantly opened the screen and warmed the whole stage, although I knew that one day the movie would end and the memories would end. Those happy pasts will only become lonely topics.

After a long time, you lightly sighed and smiled.

"Elaine, if one day we are not together, you take yours and I will take mine."

I know you are telling me the ending, because when you turn away, the sadness of two people comes silently. The surging tide, you know, is not a wave, but an ocean of tears.

Third, in the winter of 2005, the sea level in the distance began to be cloudy.

Winter is like a big bird, spreading its wings to cover the whole sky, revealing pieces of neatly combed white feathers.

I dressed as a polar bear and waited for another "polar bear" downstairs in the dormitory. We agreed to sing the song Coral Sea at the Christmas party. This is a sad melody that has never been seen before. It depicts a deep love and a helpless parting.

When I came to this city, I didn't go for a walk by the sea, but once in my father's office, I saw a boundless blue in the distance through the French window. ...

& lt Christmas party >

At the Christmas party, the auditorium of 2000 people was very lively. Gorgeous stage, gorgeous lights, smiling balloons everywhere, wearing a heavy "Santa Claus" riding an electric car flying around. The students' carefully rehearsed programs were brilliant and the audience applauded constantly.

I was thinking that we haven't rehearsed yet. What if we make a fool of ourselves? Blue light appeared on the stage, and then poured into the flowing blue music prelude. You came backstage and smiled brightly in front of the audience, while I was still standing beside the speaker. Then I saw you coming to me in this blue sky, bowing affectionately like a prince, extending your hand to invite me to the stage and singing with your heart.

"Turn around and leave, I can't say goodbye ..." You took my hand and held it gently. And I, thinking of your sunflower-like smile and mint-fructose-like clean eyes, firmly believe that we can leave time today. At this moment, because I hold your hand, I see the dusk that indicates a happy life. ...

A small white dot in the picture. When the music stopped, I came to my senses, heard bursts of applause and saw tears in your eyes. Outside the window, why did it start to snow?

You see me off after the party. Two people stepped on the crisp snow and their voices creaked. My thoughts are still in the melody just now, and the left hand you held is warm.

"Elaine, I'm going to South Korea for winter camp in a week."

"En"

"Going for a month"

"En"

"I'll call you."

"En"

"I'm going to the dock by boat. Remember to come and see me off."

"En"

"Why do you always' grace'?" You look at me strangely.

Damn, how to tell you, the temperature in my heart is too hot at the moment, and I feel a little dizzy. When I got to the dormitory downstairs, I changed "goodbye" to "grace" and turned and ran, leaving a question mark on your face.

& lt farewell at the pier >

Be sure to dress up and see you off at the pier today. This is my first time to come to the seaside of this city, and the fresh blue has spread to the horizon.

Far away, you stood there dressed as a "zongzi" and waved to me. I trotted to your side. "So beautiful, want to travel and get married with me?" You can't stop laughing. In normal times, I would definitely make you wear makeup, but in front of my uncles and aunts, I can only smile with a red face. You took me aside and said, "Elaine, wait for my call at home at eight o'clock every night." I nodded hard.

Then my aunt told me that the whistle sounded and you got on the boat and said goodbye to us. I realized that I wouldn't see you for the next month, so I shouted, "I'll pick you up in a month, take care!" " "

The white boat is drifting away, and your face is gradually blurred. There are many boats moored on the dock, still busy and noisy, bidding farewell to uncles and aunts. I left in a hurry, not wanting to see the boat turn into a blue background.

I'm going to see him.-Dad.

& lt about dad >

Take a taxi to his company. Sister xiaoxue is waiting for me at the door. She is my father's assistant. I didn't want to hear someone say "hello, Miss Su" with a straight face, so I took her away. Into the elevator, according to the twelfth floor, finally breathed a sigh of relief. In the slight dizziness, my feeling is even stronger-my father is a mystery that my mother doesn't want to solve and I can't solve.

Arriving at the 12 floor, Xiaoxue said, "Elaine, Teacher Su has arranged something, so I won't accompany you."

"Thank you, Xiaoxue, you go to work."

The door of dad's room is unlocked. I gently pushed it away and saw my father sleeping on the sofa with a blue stubble on his chin, a little messy hair and a slight frown. Look at the desk, a pile of papers, a cup of coffee, not related to the computer. I went over to turn off the computer, gently put the files in order, and went to the drink department to make a cup of hot coffee. When I came back, my father was awake and was picking up the cup of cold coffee in front of the computer. I put hot coffee in his hand: "Dad, you are tired. Hot coffee will be more comfortable. I like to drink cold coffee. " I took a sip of cold coffee. Dad smiled: "Elaine, Dad, it's always a mess here." I sat on the sofa and sighed, "Dad, you always refuse to rest. No wonder my mother is angry. " I drank two more cups of coffee. This is a good cup of coffee.

"Elaine, come and have a look. This is the hotel that dad just bought. This is a prime location. " Dad turned on the computer again. I lay on his shoulder and looked at those photos. His smile was reflected on the screen. "Dad, you talk about business with great spirit, but ..."

But how do I feel that the whole world is spinning and falling? ...

& lt fourth > How can sadness be calm and pure white?

When I woke up, the world was white.

I was lying in the ward and saw my mother's red eyes and my father's messy hair. Fortunately, I woke up.

I want to open my mouth and ask something. I have a sore throat, so I look at my mother quietly. She held my hand and shed tears. Dad said hoarsely, "Elaine, don't think about anything." Have a good rest. Dad will handle all the problems ... "

I closed my eyes, and thin tears fell from the corner of my eyes. ...

Half a month later, I was discharged from the hospital, my body has recovered, and I am still comfortable at home. When I got home, I just put down my things and went into my room to see the caller ID-a strange number that calls at eight o'clock every night. I knew it was you.

I'm sorry, I'm sure. I can imagine your anxiety that no one answers every time you call. In this way, I sat on the sofa all day and didn't bother to turn on the light when it was dark. I didn't realize it must be you until the phone rang again, but I was tired and didn't want to answer the phone. ...

& lt sadness comes quietly, and the tide is surging. You got it?

Today is the day when you come back. I promised to pick you up. So I wore a warm color to make myself look less pale, pulled my hair and came to the dock with a thin lip gloss. ...

The white Kofunagoshi came closer and closer, and it stopped. You were the first to get off the boat, with a big smile on your face. After hugging your aunt and uncle, you asked, "Where is Irene? Is she coming? " Then I looked around and tried to recognize me from the crowd.

"Be convinced, be convinced, I am coming." I shouted and waved hard. Why didn't you turn around? The crowded crowd flooded my sight, and I was so anxious that my tears almost came out. I am not far from you. Look back at me! "I'm sure I'll pick you up as promised." Having said that, I squatted on the ground feebly. People come and go with strange eyes, just like looking at an abandoned child and then continuing their journey. No one will stop for anyone.

I watched you go away, dry your tears and leave.

After sitting in front of the computer for a long time at home, I thought: I firmly believe it's time to leave. Open the mailbox and write you an email-

Convinced that:

Your trip to Korea must be very enjoyable, hehe.

Sorry, I can't meet you at the dock. I'm very busy recently. I'm going through the formalities of going abroad, and I'm going to Australia for the preparatory course next month.

Bless me, I can study and live in the place I yearn for, and I can sing the songs we sang on the real coral beach.

I can't be with you anymore. I'm sure you won't blame me. Who made me a seabird and you a fish? Seabirds want to fly freely, and you "salted fish" can only swim in the water, hehe.

Forgive me for not saying goodbye to you in person, but I can only say "goodbye" here.

Irene, who is about to run towards happiness.

At the moment of email, there was a smile on my lips. Indeed, I haven't had such a smile for a long time.

Looking out the window, the night is getting deeper and deeper, I put on a black trench coat and let my mother drive me to the seaside. She parked the car far away and waited for me in the car.

It was dark and I was the only one on the beach. Stepping on the soft beach, I remembered that this was the first time I really saw the sea. Blue-gray sea water, wave after wave, beats the coast, and those sorrows and haze roll over the horizon.

It's windy I will wrap my windbreaker tightly. "Facing the sea breeze and salty love, I can't taste the future ..." It turned out that Vincent Fang wrote our ending and wrote our heartache and helplessness of "turning around and saying goodbye". I can get over it and stop being sad.

On such a night and such a sea, they seem to embrace and waltz. Wearing a black tuxedo at night and tilting the blue skirt of the sea from time to time, let the dancers immerse themselves. ...

I wanted to sing Coral Sea again, but the song was drowned by the waves. Seabirds fall in love with fish by accident. Who is the seabird who wants to fly and who is the waiting fish? Maybe I'm the seabird who won't listen, because I really have to go. Just like you said, "I haven't been together for one day, you take yours." I took mine. "I will take away all my memories and thoughts and leave your happiness to you. & lt Love is buried deep in the coral sea.

I left the city, went to the place I wanted to go most, and lived an independent and plain life.

I rented a house of a Russian grandmother. Their family has been abroad for more than ten years, and their children have married. A few years ago, when her husband died, she rented out the other half of the house, earning a good income, and more importantly, she could be accompanied in other places.

She has laryngeal cancer, her vocal cords have been removed and she can't speak. It is difficult for us to communicate. I will go to class during the day and come back at night to cook, watch TV and eat fruit salad with her. After getting familiar with it, she began to teach me sign language. I learn quickly, and there are more and more exchanges between us.

She likes to sit in the small garden and tell me her story, her beautiful love and the grief of losing her lover Tony. The afterglow of the sunset lit up her white hair, and her hands kept gesticulating. I watched carefully, watched her tell stories in sign language, and was moved by the warmth of her and her lover, as if we were a real grandchild.

One day, she smiled and gestured to me in sign language: "Lin, tell me about your past." I told her, "Grandma, I'm a little tired and want to have a rest."

Go back to my room, turn on the computer, and want to read the email sent a few months ago.

"Turn to Lin:

Did you have a good life after walking so far?

Is that blue coral sea really beautiful?

You said that you like walking best and keep looking for new experiences until one day you find enough happiness to stop traveling. But just when I was about to believe that I was the reason why you could stay, you left.

Think of the anxiety and worry when I can't find you in Korea, and the disappointment when I look for you at the dock. These question marks became ellipsis after you left.

Yes, compared with time, how to win the oath? You gave me a "once" and then turned away. You left me alone in the ice and snow in the northern hemisphere. You taught me to accept the loss and let go. You make me regret singing the Coral Sea that predicted the ending.

If the love between seabirds and fish is really just an accident, then Elaine, thank you for slowing down and watching the color of the sea with me at sunrise. Let my thin life drift in the ocean of memory, the sea is not frozen yet, and the tears of fish flow in the water, and no one can see it.

I know that when you are tired of watching the sea, you will think of the feelings that two people once believed in love and the conviction in the story.

If one day you meet the person you love the most, don't fly away.

Bless you.

Be convinced "

I clicked "permanently delete".

I am convinced that there are some things you will never know.

You won't know that I haven't been to Australia or seen the Coral Sea, but I went back to Mudanjiang and "met for the first time".

You don't know that after seeing you off at the dock, I drank a cup of cold coffee in my father's room and then fainted.

You wouldn't know that my father tried to monopolize the catering industry in this city by too many extreme measures. People who hate him bribed company employees to put drugs in their coffee.

You don't know, when I woke up in the ward and was glad that I was still alive and could see you again, I found myself dumb, helpless and miserable. I can't tell you any more jokes and sing loudly with you.

You don't know how I feel when I sit in my room and hear the phone ring, but I can't answer it. I picked up my chair and smashed it wildly in the room.

You don't know that I am waiting for you at the dock, standing in the crowd, shouting desperately over and over again, but I can't make a desperate voice.

You don't know, I went to the seaside alone before I left. I wanted to sing Coral Sea again, but I tried my best to fill my ears with the sound of waves. That night, my tears dried up.

You don't know that you are a real seabird, but I am a fish in the story. I throw away the scales and swim reluctantly, making you fly more freely.

You wouldn't know that the first sign language I learned was "I will always love you as yesterday".

You don't know that there is only one expression left on my face, and that is a smile. I want to tell everyone my courage and my satisfaction.

There are many things you will never know.

You just need to remember that once boys and girls were devout in love and convinced in happiness.

One person hides, the other blesses, and makes the memory last forever.

Goodbye, I'm sure.

Goodbye, Coral Sea.