The reeds are scattered and the house is full of freesia.

Life is boring, but when it is full of obstacles, it will inevitably be sentimental and make people lack pleasure. At this time, we will try our best to find our own happiness, just for happiness and longing …

An accidental opportunity to visit a friend whom I haven't contacted for years. I feel ups and downs along the way. Disturb me quietly with the beautiful scenery outside the window, which seems to be fast and slow. I am afraid that the once profound friendship will disappear without seeing it clearly, enjoying it enough and fighting with each other ... Each of us is eager for friendship, affection and love to last forever, and there will be no change because of any accident, no earth-shattering, and no vigorous demand. I didn't see the time running, and soon I arrived at the station. At this time, the familiar song "Snow Blue Dream" sounded on my mobile phone, and my friends around me would laugh at me: such an old-fashioned song, you are not suitable to sing this song after 95! I don't think so. Smile at each other. Only I know clearly in my heart that what I care about is not its earthy taste, but its implication. It was a friend who called me and told me that she wouldn't pick me up, and then sent me the address status ... I was disappointed. Has friendship really changed as I thought?

Go to a friend's house with ambivalence. The bustling city, strewn at random buildings, various famous brands in the window, dazzling, have an unattainable feeling. I'm thinking: friends should have a good life. I am also very relieved about this. According to the location of the detailed address, it is absolutely difficult to go in the right direction if you don't pay attention to the signs after passing a similar street. After the last street, my friend's house is coming, and an alley is particularly eye-catching. Of course, it is not so exquisite and high-end, but a sense of fragmentation. The houses on both sides are not high-end atmosphere, but also ordinary. After crossing the alley, I felt a little cold and had an unspeakable depression. Mahjong crackled, the old man was talking, the children jumped up and down, the husband and wife bickered, and the atmosphere was not as harmonious as expected ... I sighed at the top of my lungs. It's my friend's cough. I got excited carefully, calling my friend's name and being in high spirits. "Dream, you open the door and come in. The door is unlocked. " A dull reply, I feel sorry for it, because I think: aren't you excited that I'm here?

Open the rusty iron gate. No luxurious decoration, broken wooden tables, stools with falling marks, and no decent furniture inside. Only the flowers on the clean table are unique, and the fragrance permeates the whole living room. My friend is still coughing in his chair, looking pale and ill. She is not as young as before ... I walked up to her. She didn't get up and didn't have any expression, which made me feel strange. Then in the corner, there is a medical record and a CT film. At this time, my friend finally talked to me, and the calm was mixed with mixed feelings: "I am sick and can't walk to pick you up." I'm glad you can come to see me. " I was ashamed. It turned out that she had not changed. I felt sorry and asked, "How have you been these years? Why not contact me often? " She was silent for a long time ... and then she was on the verge of collapse. Tears kept flowing down, dried with black and purple hands, and said to me, "I was cheated when I was in college, and later I married him for special reasons." I dare not tell you, for fear of losing face, so I didn't contact you. It is not easy to marry him. Domestic violence is a common occurrence, and I got sick because I couldn't bear the blow, so ... "I was shocked and heartbroken when she said this, and there was nothing I could do. I didn't deliberately comfort her, because I knew my comfort was feeble, so I changed the subject and wanted her not to be immersed in sadness. I walked to the potted flower with tears in my eyes, and I looked at it stupidly. Hiding my pity and pretending to be happy, I said to her, "What a fragrant flower! I never knew you liked freesia before. Where did you buy it? I also want to buy seeds! " My friend didn't answer. Just say, "I am unhappy. When I am unhappy, I will look at it and imagine myself in a sea of flowers full of freesia. That kind of magic makes people forget all the tragedies ... "After listening to her words, I seem to understand. We are talking about freesia, just to make her happy at the moment. I dare not bring up any sad topics. Maybe today is a short-lived happy event. I hope she won't be sad often in the future ... I feel powerless and can't change her life.

One day at a friend's house, the flow of time and the busyness of reality also mean that this visit is coming to an end. My friend looked at me with reluctant eyes, unable to take a step, waved to me step by step with slow steps, and weakly asked me the delivery address with pale lips. I don't understand what she wants. I answered her, "Take care. I'll go first. "

On the way back, I don't know why I couldn't control my emotions at once. In the car, I cried with pain and mixed feelings in my heart. I feel sorry for my friend's experience and lament that life is not easy. A beautiful life like her has suffered such pain ... Although it is said that the stars can't be dimmed, she can only be happy if she is cheated, abused and ruined by a bright future.

A few days later, I inexplicably received a phone call from the courier brother, asking me to collect the courier. Open the express parcel with doubts. It's Fernando. At the bottom of the package, there is an English pear freesia. Observe the description of the item carefully. This is a reed diffuser. A note said: You must believe that our friendship has not changed. I don't think freesia flowers are easy to grow, so I'll give you a freesia-flavored reed diffuser. After reading it, I definitely recognized that it was a blessing from my friend.

Recalling the day I saw my friend's freesia, the pale yellow petals showed elegance, elegance, purity, and nature ... The fragrant smell made people relaxed and happy for a long time. This made me understand what my friend said at that time: imagine yourself in a sea of flowers full of freesia, and that magic makes people forget all the tragedies …

In a corner of the room, there is aromatherapy sent by a friend. The whole room was filled with the attractive fragrance of freesia. There are happy memories wandering in it, and friends' blessings fluttering in it. Every word, every sentence is full of energy. I believe my friend has not forgotten her deep friendship, and the pain caused by her misfortune was forgotten by freesia. She doesn't have many blessing sentences. As freesia spreads from reeds, I understand everything. ...