There is a wishing tree by the lake.

A ticket to life now, when I think of the night when the blue light flashed 20 years ago, I still feel horrible and sad ... On July 28th, the 4th day of our wedding, we originally planned to take advantage of the remaining days of our wedding leave to have a good time in Beidaihe and Qinhuangdao. Two train tickets have been bought and put on the bedside table. This suggestion was put forward by me, just the day before disaster arrival.

I said to him: I have lived in Tangshan for 25 years and have never stepped out of the gate of Tangshan. I want to go to Beidaihe, can I? He gently stroked my head and said with a smile, why not? As long as we can earn money in the future, I will accompany you to other places once a year and let you travel all over the country. I smiled with satisfaction and said, this year we are two people, and from now on it will be the three of us. He listened to my words, his eyes shining with hope, gently holding my arm and wandering around the room.

After dinner, we prepared our luggage together and fell asleep sweetly. I don't know when I fell asleep, but I had a dream. In the dream, we wore bright swimsuits and ran hand in hand to the blue sea, fluctuating up and down in the cool water and drifting with the flow. Suddenly, a big wave pressed against us, accompanied by an earth-shattering roar ... When I struggled to open my eyes, it was dark all around, as if the whole sky had collapsed. Then I heard a groan of pain, it was his, right in my ear. Fear immediately enveloped me. I heard his twisted voice. I was ... pinned down by ... I almost cried. I don't know whether to ask him or myself: what's the matter? Did the house collapse? Is it an earthquake? I was right. It was an earthquake. A catastrophic earthquake happened. I tried to do it, trying to figure out what went wrong, but when I looked up, I bumped into a hard cement board and almost fainted. I had to catch him. At the intersection of the concrete slab and his body, I felt a sticky liquid mixed with broken sand particles. Blood! Viscous blood oozed from his body. I cried, almost crying. I asked nervously: Does it hurt? He said it didn't hurt. Then he grasped my trembling hand tightly with his other unbroken hand and asked with concern: Is there … something … pressing you …? I moved my body and told him no, he said, then don't cry. I am an indomitable spirit, and I want to fight against heaven and earth. Now it's time for heaven and earth to test me, and I will definitely beat them! I snuggled up to him, my nose was sour: this is no time, you still need to tell jokes. We were lying on our backs in bed, pushing the cement board together with three arms of two people, trying to push it away. However, it failed, and the cement slab remained motionless, because it was welded there and only a few dust fell. He encouraged me not to be afraid. Someone will come to save us later. I told him: I am not afraid of anything as long as I am by your side. The watch under the pillow struck the narrow space. I touched the other side with my hand, dreaming that I could touch a glimmer of light and hope. Cement board or cement board; Bricks ... I was almost desperate, and the pillar of life collapsed like a house in an instant. I really don't want to die. We've just been married for less than four days, and our honeymoon needs to end. I'm not born yet, and what women do is not finished. There should be a long way to go. Yes, Beidaihe, Qinhuangdao and those two tickets are on the bedside table. The boat ticket gave me new motivation and courage, so I continued to explore. Bedside table-ticket-I really touched a piece of cardboard, really a ticket! I was ecstatic to hold the ticket in my hand and shook his shoulder excitedly: I found the ticket! He is also very happy: two tickets? My heart sank, one, but what about the other? The other ticket was pressed tightly by the cement board, revealing only a tiny corner. I tried to pull it out, but failed several times. I was speechless and wept silently. He seems to know everything: it doesn't matter, we can ... buy another ... heavy cement board, with one end on him and the other end on the ticket of the bedside table. The two supports left me room to live. I don't know when the ticking of my watch stopped. We don't know how much time has passed and what changes have taken place outside. I have nothing but a ticket and him, and even a little hope of life is gradually diluting and melting. My stomach is growling, my lips are like cracked land, my limbs are weak, and my eyes are shining with dizzy stars.

He seems to have realized that my faith is collapsing bit by bit, and he began to tell stories about the outside world. Beidaihe's seashore is fresh and pleasant, the sea is blue and people are happy. There are many ethnic minorities living in the beautiful Xishuangbanna, and the annual Songkran Festival is extremely lively. Oranges grow everywhere in Orange Island. Oranges in autumn are watery and sweet as honey ... Every scene he tells makes me have a lot of reverie, as if the sea is in front of me, the water of the Songkran Festival splashes on my body, and oranges moisten my lips ... An invisible force surges in my body, and a halo of life spreads in front of me, getting bigger and brighter. He used the afterglow of life to light the candle of hope for me, which has been shining me out of the gate of hell and back to the bright world. 3 1 (I learned later) In the early morning of July, the cement slab that was pressed on our heads was lifted, and a ray of sunshine was instantly sprinkled on our faces. I seemed to wake up from a dream and unexpectedly shouted that voice: we are still alive! Just as I hastily pasted it on him, the scene that caught my eye suddenly made me stupid: his right side was completely smashed into paste, and deep red blood solidified in the ruins. He only looked at me, with a shallow smile on his mouth, and closed his eyes.

He accompanied and inspired me through the most difficult and dark three days and nights with the most tenacious spirit, the most tenacious perseverance and the deepest love, and then he left with peace of mind. When my body recovered quickly, I also left Tangshan, the city that made me. You can only take one ticket. Twenty years have passed, and I have never been to Beidaihe or Qinhuangdao, or even left the city where I live now. I'm not going anywhere without his company. I am a materialist, knowing that there can be no afterlife, but I have been thinking: if there is an afterlife, it would be great, we will get married again and travel around the world hand in hand. I still need to keep that ticket intact. I believe that one day, it will take me to jump on the rumbling train and drive to his side. He is mute. Although he can understand others, he can't tell his feelings. She is his neighbor, a girl who lives alone with her grandmother. She keeps calling him brother.

He is really like his brother. He takes her to school, plays with her and listens to her nagging with a smile. He can only talk to her with gestures, but she can read his every look. From the way her brother looks at her, she knows how much he likes himself.

Later, when she was admitted to the university, he began to earn money desperately and then remitted money to her continuously. She never refuses. Finally, she graduated and took part in the work. Then, she firmly said to him; "Brother, I want to marry you!"

He ran away like a frightened rabbit, and no matter how she begged, he wouldn't see her again. She said this: Do you think I sympathize with you? Want to repay you? No, I have been in love with you since 12 years old. "But she couldn't get his answer.

One day, she suddenly went to the hospital. He was frightened and ran to see her. The doctor said she had a tumor in her throat. Although it was removed, it destroyed her vocal cords and may never speak again. In the hospital bed, she stared at him with tears in her eyes.

So they got married. Many years later, no one heard them say a word. They talk with their hands, pens and eyes, sharing happiness and sadness. They became the envy of men and women in love. People say, what a happy dumb couple they are!

Love couldn't stop death, so he left her alone. People are afraid that she can't stand the blow of losing her lover's comfort. At this time, she withdrew her silly eyes staring at his portrait and suddenly spoke: "The lover has left, and the lie should be exposed."

People sigh when they are surprised. What a persistent, deep and fairy-tale love this is! After that, she stopped talking and died soon. Men and women in love will still say it. They often say, have you heard the story of dumb couples?

Tulip boy and girl meet at the school fraternity. At the moment when their eyes met, the boy decided that this girl was the one worth loving for a lifetime. From the girl's eyes, the boy believes that she feels the same way. However, the frustrated boy didn't express his love to the girl directly. He said to himself, it's still a long time. Let's wait.

They became good friends who talked about everything, and the boy kept his love in his heart. After more than a year, the boy finally got up the courage and decided to tell the girl everything. She asked the girl out and said to her, "Do you know? I have always loved you! From the first day I met you. " The girl was stunned, then lowered her head and murmured, "I'm sorry, I accepted the love of another boy not long ago." I really didn't know you would fall in love with me! " "Then she ran away. She did not let the boy see the tears in her eyes. The boy stood in the wind for a long time.

After many years, the boy still loves the girl deeply, although she is already a wife. The boy got the girl's address from a friend. Every year, on the girl's birthday, the boy always carefully selects nine tulips for the girl. He doesn't know what flowers the girl likes, but he likes tulips best. Every time he sends flowers, he doesn't leave his name and address. He didn't want to ruin the girl's life.

But one day, the boy suddenly learned from his friend that the girl's life was not happy. She has been divorced several times and is still single.

The boy is both distressed and happy, distressed by the girl's painful experience in recent years, and glad that he finally has another chance. The boy went to the flower shop and carefully selected nine tulips. He decided to send the flowers to the girl himself this time and tell her the people he loved over the years. When the waiter handed the flowers to the boy, a smile he had never seen before bloomed on the boy's face.

God always plays tricks on men and women in the world. Just after the boy walked out of the flower shop, a truck coming from the opposite side hit the boy in a pool of blood. When the girl received the boy's flowers, she also got the boy's death! The girl's heart is broken. Over the years, girls have been thinking about boys! The girl hid in her room and cried all night, letting the tears decorate the tulips with infinite sadness.

The girl knows that she has lost the truest and most difficult love in her life! And the boy who will never wake up will never know that the girl's favorite flower is tulip!