How I wish you were here —— On the love of Mount Fuji

Lin once said "the love theory of Mount Fuji".

Liking someone is like liking Mount Fuji. You can see him, but you can't move him

Do you have any way to move Mount Fuji?

The answer is, go by yourself.

So is love. A visit is enough.

1、

20 17 children's day may be the most unforgettable one for me 18 years.

Just fired from the internship company, angry and helpless, I lay at home like salted fish for a week, turned on the computer on a boring weekend afternoon, and suddenly found an article with only 20% reading progress.

This was rare in the past. My reading habit is that almost every time there is a new article, I will read it at the first time. I looked at the creation time of the article, which was six months ago.

I'm sure he didn't write this. Who could it be?

Keep reading with doubts and read all the articles in half an hour.

I "Ge You" lay in bed for a long time, looking at the air-conditioning blower in the corner. It turned on and the blower swung up and down from time to time. The cold wind blew away my hair and went straight into my scalp.

2、

Although the summer nights are sultry, there are occasional cold winds blowing in. I am an optimist and always think that God is fair.

Joy and sadness, light and darkness are always accompanied.

The weather is the same.

"Tired, I have a bad headache. I turned off the air conditioner. "

There was a red light ahead, and my sister turned off the air conditioner.

"Turn it off, I want to open the window to get some air."

Open the window, a hot air swept the whole body in an instant, and it was crowded with cool car in an instant. At rush hour, the road is crowded with crowded cars.

When it's hot, people's tempers are easy to get angry.

But it seems a bit popular, doesn't it?

The traffic has been stuck for almost ten minutes, and it has passed three traffic lights, but the crowded traffic has not advanced half a meter, and horns are everywhere.

In fact, the two cars in front didn't hit each other at all, but the British finidi in front suddenly braked, and Uncle Buick in the back waited for no man, so he had to settle accounts with each other.

I don't understand why. I don't owe you money, and I didn't rob your wife!

Know that the other driver is a female driver, and there is a novice tag behind him. Be smart and don't get so close. Can't a female driver be soft? How can it be fiercer than others? Is it menopause? You go up and drag people's clothes. If you were such a man, you would have been regarded as a hooligan.

I read in a book before that everyone has car rage, and different classes have different reactions.

But when you think about it, everyone is in a hurry and wants to take shortcuts, but have you ever thought that this may also be the end of the road?

Even if you are lucky, nothing will happen, but it is always bad to be angry, and it is not cost-effective to lose your life easily.

Sister obviously sees too many such things, and understands that it will not be solved for a while. She simply adjusted the chair, let herself lie comfortably on it, and frantically swiped the screen with her mobile phone.

I watched my sister frown, and the situation was grim and imminent. I couldn't help thinking of the article I read this afternoon, and I felt: man is really a complex and contradictory creature.

"Sister, you are frowning again."

Without looking up, my sister continued to brush the screen of her mobile phone: "Ah ah ah ah ah! I was so angry that I didn't grab it! "

My sister threw away her mobile phone angrily, supported her forehead with her hand and kept chanting, "It will wrinkle, it will wrinkle."

"Don't hypnotize yourself."

"Don't blame you, choose such a day to come out for dinner, of course, I have to book a seat first, or I will go to the front door of others soon! Hey, my head hurts again! " Sister rubs her temples.

"What are you going to do next? You have been at home for almost a week, haven't you? Your mother didn't rush you? "

"Come on, how can we not be destroyed? It's like killing a judge. I just have a headache and told you to come out for dinner and hide. "

I leaned down, looked at my sister and greeted her with a smile: "Sister, J, do you remember?"

My sister paused and wondered, "Who? What j? "

"Oh, the one who told you when I was a child and followed you home!"

My sister is like a cat with its tail stepped on. The whole person got up subconsciously. As a result, she forgot to fasten her seat belt and dragged it back abruptly. The back of her head was severely dragged on the headrest, and she grinned with pain, but she did not forget the threat.

"Smelly boy, how do you know? Who told you that? "

"You, otherwise, who do you think will know such a thing?"

"Oh, my God! How can I tell you such a thing! When did this happen? "

"Last year, didn't you write an article? You let me help you polish it! "

My sister can't believe it. She covered her little face with her hands and raised her voice: "My God! That's terrible! I can't believe I forgot! It feels like being in a dream. "

Didi Didi!

Behind the car, there was a messy horn.

"Big ye of! Go to hell! Go! "

My sister just came to her senses and started to act. Suddenly, when she turned the corner, the jeep behind her might have gone in the wrong lane and wanted to merge into our lane.

It's really not that we won't let go, it's that there are too many traffic jams.

The angry driver can only drive back in the same direction. Who would have thought that the original position was also occupied, and was suddenly blocked in two congested lanes.

Sister said a word: "silly."

I immediately connected: "Force!"

My sister never swears. This is her accomplishment, and swearing is not good.

But the anger came up, and she was not happy without scolding her, so she often needed someone to cooperate!

3、

My sister says that man is the most likely person for her to marry.

I have always been curious about this man who may become my brother-in-law. My sister is nine years older than me, so I think I don't know where to play with mud when they are in love.

4、

My sister and that man are junior high school classmates, fifteen or sixty-seven, in their prime. That is the seed of love, an era when men and women are attracted to each other.

Cardamom is the most beautiful rainy season in life.

I believe it is also the most unforgettable time in everyone's life.

He is also my senior.

5、

I remember that article was written like this. Let's call him for the time being.

Idol dramas in Taiwan Province Province are all the rage in junior high schools, and there is a strong secretion of youth hormones between boys and girls. Boys have imitated the hero in idol dramas. When they speak, their tongues are like knots, they speak fake Taiwanese dialect, their trouser legs are up and their red scarves are on backwards. Even a few bold boys secretly kept long hair that looked fashionable at that time.

Often these students are what teachers call "bad children", who don't like learning and are naughty, but we can see the interpretation of youth in these students.

Men are not bad, women don't love them.

That's what we did when we were young. The worse a student is, the easier it is to receive the love of female classmates.

Female students often find trouble with class affairs and study, so that they can be justified and not be suspected by teachers and parents.

He and I are typical representatives of this. I should belong to the kind of person who usually plays around, but often plays beyond his ability at critical moments.

I really don't brag, because I don't think it's a good thing. A truly capable person can't even breathe and shit!

Once, in a class exam, I successfully obtained the position of study committee member, became a teacher's confidant and idol worshipped by my classmates, and Zhang Chen and Jin Hao became deskmates. He is a famous troublemaker in their grade.

I still remember the teacher's serious explanation to her: "You are a good student, a study committee member and a teacher's right-hand man. You must take this responsibility and watch and urge him to study for the teacher, and the teacher will see it! "

6、

It's probably spring, and the hormones in boys are more vigorous. They are all confessing to girls, one after another, round after round. Whether you really like to have a good impression or not, as long as you confess to girls, it is a very powerful and manly thing, and you can gain a foothold and attract a lot of younger brothers from now on.

As a representative of the "bad students" in the grade, he has been slow to act, and my younger brothers can't help wondering who he really likes, even I am beginning to doubt.

The first reaction that popped into my mind was to wonder if he was gay. The idea at that time was so avant-garde and bold that I almost immediately dismissed it.

I remember that at that time, he would call my home every day. Every time my mother picked it up, Jin Hao would say, "Hello, aunt, I'll ask Su Wen about his homework."

He confessed that the day before the school sports meeting, he and several "confidants" followed me home. When I was in junior high school, we all rode bicycles. I actually rode all the way by myself, and I didn't find anyone following me. It is well-founded to think that you are hard of hearing now. You may be a little hard of hearing in junior high school. Then I came home and found someone outside the window. The first thing I saw was him and several male classmates, which scared me to tears. I'm afraid of being seen by my grandmother. He told them to leave quickly with tears in his eyes. He was probably scared by my reaction and rode away with his classmates.

I hid in my room and watched TV. He called. I didn't want my mother to find out, so I whispered, "What?"

I think I've rarely spoken so softly in my life.

I don't remember the specific content clearly. I only remember three male students grabbing the phone. I only remember that he said, "Su Wen, I like you!" " "

I was so scared that I quickly said, "I don't like you."

Hang up the phone with a bang and hide in the room.

In fact, at that time, I knew nothing about whether I liked it or not. I just answered subconsciously.

Only when he calls again, I dare not answer it.

7、

Some things, the more I don't want to face, the more I want to think.

In fact, several boys had confessed to me before him, but at that time I was still young and really didn't understand these things. Almost every time, I am shocked to answer that I don't like you, and then I just let it go.

It was stupid then, and it is still stupid now.

It was several years before my story with him really began. It's short, but it hurts.

Love is like this. I won't go easy on you because of the length of time.

Like a hedgehog, it won't let its guard down just because you are nice to it.

Love, after all, is a poison that hurts people and hurts themselves.

Perhaps this is also the most charming place of love, just like a poisoned flower. A sentence I saw many years later is best described.

I think all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the fragrance and death of roses ...

"I think all great happiness is a little sad. Beauty means the fragrance of roses, and then the death of roses ... "

The next day at the sports meeting, he signed up for the high jump. Although "bad boys" have poor grades, sports meetings are often their stage.

I don't understand why he jumps so short. What if he trips over a telephone pole? Is it humiliating? How can he be so proud of his face? Well, there must be something wrong with my brain, otherwise I wouldn't have said so yesterday.

Later, I learned that his jumping ability is very good. He seems to have won the place in the school sports meeting, but I didn't see him. I remember when he was in the high jump, I was cheering for my long-distance running sisters and hugging them tightly as if I had won the place.

Yes, they may not get the prize without my refueling, so I have half of it on the official seal!

Back to the classroom after the game, my classmates told me that he had a fever and asked me to comfort him. Why should I comfort him? Oh, hey, I was scared to death the day before. Well, I haven't settled accounts with him yet, and now I have to comfort him. Why are you so embarrassed?

"I'm not going."

I sat in the position of other students in anger, leaving only the two of us in the whole classroom. It's quiet, but I don't know why I'm always worried. My heart seems to be tense.

Well, I have a kind heart.

I was just about to turn my head when I found J lying on the table secretly watching me. I immediately blushed, pretended not to look at him, and deliberately turned away. The whole person turns around like a ceiling fan.

Su Wen, what are you doing? I thought he couldn't see it like this!

Sure enough, J snickered from behind.

He has a hoarse voice. He may be really ill. It sounds a little soft-hearted, as if a silver needle had pierced the heart. "Hey, don't turn, I'm dizzy."

Dizziness is none of my business!

I thought to myself and stood up. Under his surprised eyes, I went to him, poured him a glass of water from his cup, and then sat back in my seat.

He held the cup in his arms and did not drink it. He turned his head and pressed his cheek against the cold table. His eyes looked straight at me, and I knew there must be a smirk on his face without even looking.

"Hey, it's cold if you don't drink it."

I took out a favorite cartoon and read it.

He: "Nothing, my heart is warm."

Bah, that's disgusting!

I have read this page of comics for ten times, and the book is wrinkled by me.

8、

I began to pay attention to him, from passive attention to active attention. This is because he always hangs around in front of me at school, attends class and sleeps to see me, fights after class and goes to the canteen to buy snacks, and calls me every day after school to ask about my homework.

All this seems to be a natural law, of course.

The most terrible thing is that I gradually get used to it and both sides begin to accept it.

Now that I think about it, I really don't know if my mother said that she really didn't understand the psychology of junior high school students or deliberately played dumb, so she turned silently for a long time. Later, I learned that I accidentally mentioned that my mother really didn't know, but my mother remembered it.

"That's the little boy who keeps calling to ask you about your homework!"

This is my mother's impression of him.

I take the initiative to pay attention to him because I am honest with him as a strict hole. What's the saying?

Oh, no comparison, no harm.

Compared with J, I found that the boy who confessed before looks really ordinary, and he is much more handsome.

I gradually found that he was actually quite interesting. He likes playing basketball. Every time I pass by, he will try his best. It's like beating chicken blood at the beginning, throwing the ball high, and then throwing it high after coming down.

At that time, all of us looked at him like fools, and the more people looked at him, the more excited they became.

A boy is always a child in front of the girl he likes, and likes to show his awesome appearance.

Ha ha ha ha ha. Please allow me to use five smiles here.

It was a wonderful time.

Mobile phones were not so popular in junior high school, but J was the first one among us to have a mobile phone. I don't know why he brings his mobile phone to class every day, but he doesn't need it, and no one will make so many phone calls and send so many text messages to him. Now I think he may be showing off his wealth.

Unfortunately, I didn't get to his point. He must be very disappointed.

I was responsible for taking pictures of everyone during the spring outing. I took a picture of him in the car. This photo is still in my photo album. I haven't looked at it for many years, but I can still remember his expression clearly in my mind.

I remember rushing out and taking it home, and my mother said that the boy was good-looking. This is my mother's second impression of him.

He likes JJ Lin in junior high school and I like Jay Chou. When we met again later, he liked Wilber Pan, but I still liked Lao Zhou.

A fickle man, who says he only loves one person in his beautiful life?

In fact, I like Jay Chou because of him, because JJ Lin and Jay Chou were very popular in those days, and grocery stores, video stores and even stationery stores were all their songs, which contracted our youth.

He told me that he liked JJ Lin, and I told him that I liked Jay Chou.

In fact, I didn't know Lao Zhou very well at that time. That's what I said. I just like facing him and watching him get angry. It is rebellion, but I didn't expect this love to be the whole youth.

9、

Later, I gradually found that I liked him, but I was afraid to say it. Even in front of my best friend, I had to pretend to take a detour when I saw him.

It should be like this. No matter how unscrupulous you are in front of others, you will shrink back when you meet someone you like, like a dog.

The more I like a person, the more I will avoid it, fearing that others will see through their own little thoughts.

This time, he fell in love with someone else, and I still sat at the same table with him, but I didn't show any sadness and pretended as if nothing had happened.

The fairy tale ended before it started, or maybe the previous series were all my own fantasies, that's all.

Now it seems that I will not take the initiative to express my love for another person. This should have been set in the womb. I can conclude that girls should be reserved.

I'm too stubborn and arrogant.

It is false to watch him chase other girls every day and say that he is not sad. It doesn't matter that we are not together again, but what makes me sad and angry most is that his favorite soft-footed shrimp is a fierce and ugly girl with a bad relationship with girls.

I am angry at his vision and aesthetics.

Be angry with yourself.

I can't figure it out. There is no reason to like someone. They didn't end up together. He ended up with a beautiful girl in our class.

Feel happy for no reason, happy for no reason.

Why are boys so playboy at all times? They talk about theirs and I learn mine.

I don't have much thought about it, the senior high school entrance examination is the big deal!

Wait until after the senior high school entrance examination ...

I really didn't escape, which more important concept has been consolidated in my mind.

Later, the senior high school entrance examination ended, and they seemed to be separated during the graduation break-up season. I can't remember either.

10、

After the senior high school entrance examination, I called J with my mobile phone, but I never confessed, which is a pity. Then listen to his voice, and you may never see it again.

Just like at that time, he called every day to ask about his homework, but after he got through, he heard the sound of feeding and hanging up. I'm really sorry. It's embarrassing from before to now.

Our story came to an end after the senior high school entrance examination. We went to different high schools and stopped contacting each other.

He should be the first boy I liked when I was ignorant, so he may have laid the groundwork for what happened a few years later.

Before the winter vacation of freshman, I went to qq one day. I don't know why I went online for no reason. He probably saw me coming to talk to me and catch up. We chatted about each other's recent situation. People who used to be the most familiar with each other will be wary of each other over time, cautious in their words, afraid of touching and offending each other.

Perhaps this is also the sorrow of adults. Growth always comes at a price. In order to get the so-called "freedom", we lost the innocence of the past.

God is always fair.

I learned that he talked about a girlfriend in high school, and it has been more than half a year since we separated. That girl seems to me to be the learning object of many girls. I asked the boys around me, boys prefer to chase after themselves, but J is very kind to her, at least in my opinion, it's really stupid.

To tell the truth, to tell the truth, I envy her very much, and I envy her very much.

I wish I could be her, but I know I can't.

Later, we made an appointment to meet. When I watched him run from the bottom on the overpass, I felt a long time apart. When I haven't seen him for a long time, I smiled a little embarrassed. We have all become strangers who know each other best.

At that time, my inner monologue should be good and handsome, but why is it still so short?

Because he is the shortest of all people, only 1.7 meters.

1 1、

We went to eat a meal together and chatted, and we both had a good impression on each other, and gradually recovered our previous feelings.

A few days later, he came to confess. This time, he said, "Su Wen, let's be together."

I said, "All right."

Of course, the subconscious reaction is also the real idea in my heart.

Who says two parallel lines can never intersect?

Many years later, I saw such a passage from a book "The Best of Us" sent by my brother, and it felt the most appropriate.

"At that time, he was the best of him. Many years later, I was the best of me. The best thing is that there is a whole youth between us, and we can't cross it no matter how we run. "

This is the response that I owe him and my whole youth.

Fortunately, we are not old.

Maybe this is the arrangement in the dark. It's fate. We've been here for some time. God wants us to restore friendship. I said that God is the fairest. Of course, there is no denying that part of the reason is because he is handsome! How handsome! After all, I am Anyan Kong. Although my height requirement may force my face to be higher, I also like his words, one meter seven.

He is very versatile and can cook. A table of ordinary home cooking is absolutely no problem. It is said that he himself said that braised pork is the best, but I haven't had time to taste it yet. He can wash clothes. He likes to wash a lot of clothes by hand. He can dance street dance. He installed a mirror wall at home and practiced dancing by himself. Can play basketball, although short, but very powerful, I knew it when I was in junior high school; Can sing, can imitate Wilber Pan. As a Scorpio man, I think he is so gentle. He never spoke to me loudly. He is obedient and loves me very much.

If I have to choose a way to go to heaven, I hope it is to spoil heaven.

Good times are always short. We don't spend much time together. We broke up even before the running-in period. We didn't even fight. ...

Just because of his ex-girlfriend.

His home is close to mine, 20 minutes' drive. His family is similar, and there is also a wedding room. This is also my parents' request. There are so many things that many hobbies can be taken with you. To tell the truth, I'm really right to get married.

If it were now, I would never let him go. We may all know how to make soy sauce.

His ex-girlfriend, chasing J in high school, was rejected. She made a scene. Sometimes we are too proud.

Later, together, he was super nice to her and followed her everywhere, but she kept cheating, broke up with him every time she cheated, and then ended up with the derailed object. She came back to find J, and he could forgive her every time, so I said that she was the object that many girls should learn. If chasing a boy backwards is still so successful and she wants to come back after inertia betrayal, then she must be gifted.

When we were together, I found that she came to see my qq space because I had seen her photos. I don't know what the meaning of her coming to see my space is, curiosity or gossip. I don't want to know at all.

I broke up with him. I could see that he had something on his mind those days. I asked him what happened. He said that she came back to him and told him that she was pregnant with his child and had secretly aborted it.

I said, girls should learn something. Here, draw the key points and take notes.

I know he is struggling, and I think he may want to go back to being responsible, and after all, they have been together for three years, and there must be a lot of reluctance and unwillingness. As for me, we just hold hands, how pure.

He can try to show that I am not that important, so I choose to let go. In love, I am also very inferior, and I will only shrink back and wrap myself tightly.

I'm not that brave. I hit my head badly. I am afraid of pain.

12、

Since I've made him so entangled, I'll make a decision for him. It was really stupid not to win him over, so that I took so many detours later, and I still don't know how to take this road until now.

I disappeared, in fact, I knew in my heart that no matter whether I said or not to break up, I was the one who was abandoned.

We are so stupid. When we were together, I heard that there was going to be a junior high school reunion, and I wanted to surprise my classmates. Later, we didn't go to the class reunion. Maybe it was our tacit understanding. When we met again, he said that I liked him after junior high school, but he liked others. He said, why don't you say something? Then we will be together.

He couldn't bear to eat the chocolates he bought on Valentine's Day, but I shared them with everyone. On the day we were together, my classmate said diary day, so we specially bought a diary to write every day. He left before a diary was finished. I insisted on writing for a while and then stopped writing, which made me very hurt. I used to read a paragraph or two to each other. The diary is still at home, but I have no courage to open it again.

Maybe, I'm afraid to cry.

After all, I am still a coward.

Three years later, when I opened the space, I saw her again. After we separated, we had no contact at all. I still don't want to know what she came to me for, whether it was curiosity or gossip.

I only know that he got married later. Who is the bride? I don't want to know.

Maybe it would be too rough to miss it. No matter how much you want to make up for it, the trajectory has changed.

Maybe my deep-rooted ideas have always been wrong. Girls should be reserved and wait for boys to confess. Sometimes if they like it, they can fight for it. Don't let regrets continue. Anyway, it's best not to be together or not to contact.

There is nothing wrong with losing some people, and it is not impossible for us to rush.

Two parallel lines are really destined to face each other from afar and drift away.

13、

After dinner, it began to rain outside, and the hot summer added a touch of coolness.

After cooling, it is even more uncomfortable and sultry.

My sister drove the car out of the underground garage and stopped up the hill to punch in.

Start, the car slides back.

Both of them were scared, so they tried again and slipped back, scaring the cars behind them.

The driver behind came down to study it. It was a jeep before. The driver ran into the car and gave me a look.

"Can't he drive?"

I shook my head. "No, I'm not eighteen yet. I still have a month. "

The jeep driver didn't speak, the car restarted, put into gear and sprinted, and got up.

My sister and I were silent in the car, and the car went through the rain.

"When are you going to learn to drive?"

My sister suddenly asked me.

"I will go next month."

I added: "I don't buy MG, it's all rubbish!"

"What car do you want to buy?"

"Jeep! How cool! "

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The car stopped at the gate of the community and I got off. The rain is getting smaller, but I still hold an umbrella, and the newly bought clothes can't get wet.

"Sister, if we all work harder, be bold and take the initiative, will the following story change?"

I don't know.

"Teach me to practice driving another day! I'll drive you! "

I turned and walked into the community. In the middle of the night, the lights were on, and the rain became particularly clear under the neon lights, from silver to orange.

Sister's laughter came from behind.

"good!"

14、

No one can say for sure about fate. God is fair. It sits on a chair, holding a goblet in one hand and high-grade red wine in the other. It depends on how many good things and bad things you have done in your life.

A lot of things didn't happen in time.

God is fair, what you can't get is always the best, and regret always stays in a beautiful moment.

We're all right. There's only one road ahead, so we can only move on.