Your name: People who should meet always meet.

At the end of The Grand Master, Gong Er said to Ip Man: All encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation. I didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence at that time.

I didn't watch the Japanese film Your Name directed by Makoto Shinkai until last night. At the end of the film, on the subway crossing two trains, the man and the woman accidentally looked at each other and suddenly thought of this sentence. When the teenager summoned up his courage, he gritted his teeth and shouted, excuse me, have I seen you somewhere? The girl scattered leaves and burst into tears and said, "Me, too. I was moved to the peak at that moment. Yes, all encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation, even if they are in dreams, in different spaces and in consciousness.

But those who should meet will always meet, and those who should meet will always meet again, even if one is in the end of the world and the other is in the cape.

The female leader who took me as an intern was privately called "Senior Bai" by my colleagues. She was 32 years old. I heard that when she was studying, she was a schoolmaster and successfully got her doctorate. She doesn't have much love experience, and her work ability is super strong. Most of the difficult projects in the company turned into magic in her hands, which was highly valued by the big boss. When I was unfamiliar, I thought that she didn't have a boyfriend because of the so-called "it is difficult for girls with high academic qualifications to find an object." After much contact, I gradually found that no one liked her, but she refused all of them.

This Valentine's Day, the company happened to have a celebration banquet. She was a little drunk that day, and the big boss sent me to drive her back. On the way, she suddenly stared out of the window and said, that year, when we graduated from college and traveled to Hangzhou, we met him when we were looking for someone to take pictures by the West Lake. He is a junior at the University of Hong Kong, and we had a good chat. Later, we left in a hurry without even leaving each other's name and contact information, but over the years, I sometimes dream about him. You said I watched too many idol dramas, that I was melodramatic and unrealistic, and that I might die alone. I had a hunch that we would meet again, so I kept telling myself to be patient.

What if we never see each other again? what are you going to do？ I looked at her reddish face in the rearview mirror.

That's the trick of fate. I have no regrets. She pressed the window and took a deep breath while talking.

Later, I left the company, and I never heard from her again, and the qq added at work never rang again.

One afternoon on Sunday last month, the sun was warm. I leaned back in my chair and read in the sun. I opened the qq that I haven't logged in for a long time. Suddenly I saw that she had published nothing new for ten thousand years. I clicked in and looked at it. It was a wedding photo, very fresh and famous. In the wedding photo, she is shy and lovely. The man was tall, with three-dimensional features, and looked down at her tenderly.

She also wrote a paragraph: Everyone has his own forest. Maybe we've never been there, but it's always there, always. What has been lost is lost, and the people you meet will meet again. Thank you for meeting by the West Lake, for our years of waiting and reunion, for fate, and for you, my love.

In an instant, my nose was sour and my eyes were slightly moist. Perhaps this is the most beautiful meaning of meeting.

I reread a dream of red mansions earlier and saw Daiyu and Baoyu at first sight.

When Daiyu saw it, she was shocked and thought, "Strange, I think I saw it there. How familiar! "

Baoyu looked at it and said with a smile, "I've seen this sister before."

Daiyu: "Although I have never met him, he looks familiar, but even if we are old friends, we may not meet again today."

People who hold fatalistic views say: it is a coincidence that everything is arranged by fate.

In my opinion, fate or karma, the meeting and reunion between people itself is a kind of fate, as Dr. Sang Chen said: Ten years ago, I didn't know you, you didn't belong to me, and we were still the same, staying with a stranger and walking on the street that we gradually became familiar with. Ten years later, we are friends and can still greet each other. ...

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Meeting this thing is not just about love.

My friend F told me her story. F met a friend's elder sister and three family members through an elderly friend from a different place. The age of husband and wife is not much different from that of F's parents. I thought it was a polite meeting, but I didn't expect to have a deep fate at the first meeting.

My friend's eldest sister is a slow-moving person, but she was very kind to F at the first meeting. She said that she felt predestined friends with her at first sight, just like her little daughter in a previous life.

Now they are like a family of four. During the holiday, F will stay at home, go out to play together, have dinner together, and play with his younger brother who is studying in middle school. F sometimes thinks about what kind of meeting this is, which makes his life suddenly complete.

F often receives such a message in daily text messages: Has the baby eaten? Baby, don't stay up late. Baby, when will you go home? ...

F said that maybe God thought she was an insecure person and deliberately arranged such an encounter, and the sense of security she lacked since childhood gradually became heavy under their warmth.

It feels good to have two homes. F smiles very sweetly.

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In a poem to Huang Jifu, Huang Tingjian said: A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, rain in the river's lake for ten years.

His longing for reunion jumps from the page and will eventually become an eternal sentence.

Ten years, how many decades are there in life? Maybe when we met, we were still young, and when we met again, it was a slight frost on our temples.

Fortunately, in our internet age, waiting is no longer as desperate as before. It is no longer so difficult to meet again. People at the ends of the earth, people in foreign countries, and even people at both ends of the earth have all kinds of electronic devices and social software, and eventually they will meet people, meet people again, and love people will eventually fall in love.

Nalanxingde said, if life is just like first sight. Whether it is the ancients or us, love has always been an eternal theme. We believe in fate, fate, that the other party is an angel sent to us by God, that fate is predestined, that all encounters, whether good or bad, are inevitable, and that all reunions are godsend gifts.

Even if one day I forget your name, your smile and everything about you, I can still feel your magnetic field when I pass you in a crowded crowd, and I will still summon up courage like a man: Excuse me, have I seen you somewhere? Tell me your name and let's get to know each other again, shall we?

Finally, finally, we will use your name and my surname to realize this story.