first love

It took more than ten days to walk around the streets and alleys of Xiazhou. On the last day of the trip, the two of them arrived at the bookstore they had been to. The wisteria on the outer wall is still lush, and there are many green plants inside and outside the store. Be physically and mentally comfortable.

There weren't too many guests, the boss stretched his waist, looked at the two of them for a while, and pulled out a collection of modern poetry from the cabinet: "I'll see you off."

"I have a house full of wisteria..." Wen Lan looked at the cover, "What is the poem about? Love?"

The boss smiled: "That's right, write about the girl I like, and the wisteria here, isn't it beautiful?" He pointed to the column of the author, "This is me. I publish it at my own expense, and only give it to happy and predestined people."

Wen Lan liked this tone very much: "Thank you."

And Xie Nanqun, who has no interest in poetry and poetry: "..."

The two sat in the reading area of ​​the store, shoulder to shoulder, reading the book of poetry together.

Read my favorite opening poem:

"I have a house full of wisterias,

The girl I like is also named Wisteria,

She is jealous of those flowers.

I said, this was planted for you,

Every time you pass by the window,

I thought you'd stop and take a look.

She replied that the name would have to be changed sooner or later,

She will be a bird without feet,

never rest

No floral scent either. "

Xie Nanqun pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "The last time we came here, we watched a stage play in the theater. Is the name of the leading actress Wisteria?"

Wen Lan was taken aback: "It seems to be." He couldn't help but look up and look at the counter, where the boss was lowering his head to sort things out.He remembered again that when he entered the door, there seemed to be no posters on the door, and nothing else, it was empty.

After leaving the bookstore, they went to the Grand Theatre. At this time, there was also a group of people of the same age performing a stage play, but the black-haired girl was not there. "She has gone abroad. A troupe likes her performance. Now she may be playing a water fairy? Or a bird with feathers? Who knows!" , mottled, colorful.

"So it's like this." Wen Lan felt a little melancholy, but this feeling didn't belong to him, and it disappeared soon.

This stage play is called "Love". It is about a couple who are facing the crisis of breaking up. In order to save their love, they come to Xiazhou and encounter many strange people and things.The protagonist has a line: "Love, this thing has no shape, it can't be touched, it can't be seen, I think it is here, filling up the small room!" Or it has other appearances, such as waiting for the right person A person's wisteria flower wall, such as a bird that refuses to be bound, such as a poem that others cannot understand, such as the hands they are holding tightly at this time, and their fingers are tightly intertwined.

The Grand Theater was about to close, and the two said goodbye to the group of lively people. It happened to be raining lightly outside, and this time an umbrella drove into the blooming flowers on the street.Xie Nanqun was curious about the taste of the jelly sold by the roadside, so he and Wen Lan stood in front of the stall and shared a small bowl. It was slightly bitter and had a strong aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus syrup.

Xia Yu came very quickly, and it disappeared after a while. There was a faint rainbow in the sky, which was very faint. Wen Lan put down his phone, but it was a pity that the effect could not be taken.They drove to the river again, and took a boat to the opposite church. The water on the ground hadn't dried up yet, and a flower dropped by the rain hit the stone wall.At this time the sun came out and cast a piece of golden light on the river surface, which was not very dazzling. When a boat passed by, the waves were pushed away, and the light also slowly swayed.

The church is not big, about three stories high, surrounded by cemeteries, it is not cold gray and white like marble, but bright and full of vitality.In the past wars, the church was converted into a hospital, and later people buried some soldiers and medical staff who died in the war around, gradually forming this large cemetery, and now it has become a famous scenic spot.There are several statues standing among them, including a woman with a compassionate face and a chubby little angel. There are bouquets of flowers placed by tourists next to the base, which are extremely colorful.

The most eye-catching thing in the cemetery is a joint burial. There is no name, but only one sentence: "The place where I and my love rest forever." It is said that this belongs to a pair of lovers. They were separated because of the war and met in the church hospital. , unfortunately it was too late.The soldier died in pain and torture, and the nurse endured the pain until she died of depression and grief until the end of the war.The will she left said, don't give them names, just write that this is the tomb of love.

Wen Lan stood here for a long time, and Xie Nanqun beside him knew that he felt something, so he didn't speak.When the other party came back to his senses, he said, "There is also a cathedral over there with a red roof and white walls. Many people choose to get married in it. Next time I go back, I will take you to see it."

"Okay." Wen Lan smiled slightly.

It was still early, and they were strolling around the church. Wen Lan talked about his family, and said that his father, who was brave only once for love, became more and more cowardly between two women until he died; Her mother happily remarried after her husband's death; Mrs. Wen was a very stubborn woman who never thought she was wrong, and she still hated Wen Lan until now.

He said: "I don't understand why my parents are together...Too young, or too stupid? In fact, they should have separated long ago, instead of waiting until..."

Xie Nanqun sighed: "But without them, where would I find a small basket full of candies?" He comforted the other party, "We are different, we are the most suitable."

Wen Lan laughed: "I know."

After having dinner at the restaurant on the other side of the church, the two went back to the hotel to pack their luggage and set off on their way back with the extra emotions and rings.The evening red clouds shrouded the gradually receding Xiazhou sky, Wen Lan looked out of the window and looked away.He was playing with Xie Nanqun's hand. His fingers were long and slender, and they were of a healthy wheat color. They were sexy after being tanned in the south, and it was hard to put them down.The silver ring was set on the left middle finger, shining slightly.

Xie Nanqun also held his left hand, and the two rings were gently knocked together, giving people a feeling of matching.