as you meet

"What do you feel when you listen to this song?"

"It's like standing in the spring breeze, feeling the spring climbing up my neck, kissing my ears softly, telling me that spring is here."

Ji Yusheng didn't think carefully about his words, he just expressed his thoughts at the moment, and when he finished speaking, seeing Song Shihe staring at him firmly, his gaze was like the sun at noon in summer, he suddenly felt a bit of belated embarrassment.It's true that you can't stay with the poet for too long, otherwise your weird thoughts will be fully revealed.Ji Yusheng thought so.

But Song Shihe smiled in a low voice as if very satisfied at this time, nodded, turned around and put the violin into the box, then glanced at the blinds, he turned back and asked Ji Yusheng:

"Want to see spring?"

"Watch spring?" Ji Yusheng asked with wide eyes.

Song Shihe smiled and nodded towards him again.

"Yes, you come with me." Then he opened the balcony door, and a gust of spring breeze blew past Song Shihe, reached Ji Yusheng's forehead, and blew the hair on his forehead.His broken hair swept over his eyes, he blinked, closed his eyes and opened them again, what he saw was Song Shihe standing on the balcony surrounded by the spring breeze, the sun seemed to be amazed when it touched him. Come on, he was reaching out for Ji Yusheng to walk towards him.

After walking to the balcony, Song Shihe pointed down with his finger.

"Look."

Ji Yusheng looked down and saw that there was a place in the garden full of hydrangeas, and the hydrangeas in that place were colorful, including red representing the reunion in the new year, white representing the innocence of the first spring, and representing the romance and joy of a garden full of flowers. Prosperous purple can be said to be a collection of all kinds of spring styles.

"I was very disappointed when I was told that this room was on the third floor." Song Shihe said suddenly.

"Because the viewing angle will be limited, the scenery that can be seen is few and thin."

"But then, I discovered the spring day that can only be seen here, which is both a hope in the gutter and a surprise. What a surprise, there is nothing in this world that is more joyful than a surprise, so I really I really, really like this place. Every time I come here, I feel more joyful.”

Listening to Song Shihe's gentle words slowly, Ji Yusheng looked at the hydrangea downstairs, and his mood seemed to become brighter with Song Shihe's words and the blooming of the hydrangea.

"I often feel that it is human nature to be unsatisfactory in life. Unsatisfactory things must be more than satisfactory, just like the winter night in the world is very long."

"Because humans are great at magnifying pain, but forever novice at prolonging joy."

Ji Yusheng tightened his hand holding the railing, silently nodded his head in agreement, Song Shihe glanced at Ji Yusheng, and said:

"But I prefer to be a novice who magnifies pain, and is careless in dealing with pain. No matter how deep the wound left by the sedge leaf with the knife is, tomorrow I will try to forget most of the pain he caused. To look forward to a life full of surprises."

"It is said that poets love to forget in order to innovate, so we forget to welcome tomorrow's spring."

"But of course, not every trouble caused by things can be easily forgotten, but at least for now, I hope you can stretch your brows and take a closer look at the vigor and vitality of the hydrangeas. They have also encountered cold winters, but It will still be vigorous and brave when spring comes."

While looking at the brilliantly blooming hydrangea downstairs, Ji Yusheng understood through his words that everything Song Shihe said was to enlighten him, and he did always have this ability to make people open up. It was much better before, so he thanked him:

"Thanks."

Song Shihe was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at Ji Yusheng,

"Have you only learned this sentence?"

Because Ji Yusheng was busy with his studies, he didn't have much time to learn French by himself, so he nodded silently with some embarrassment.

"Did you study in French from the University Press?" Song Shihe suddenly asked him again.

"Yes." Ji Yusheng thought he was going to recommend his own reference book for beginners in French.

"If you have time, learn the first sentence of the second lesson." Song Shihe said while looking ahead.

Ji Yusheng didn't even finish the first lesson, so naturally he didn't know what the first sentence of the second lesson was. He remembered that the first lesson was about meeting and greeting each other for the first time, and the second lesson was probably about everyday language.

So Ji Yusheng nodded.

"The next time we meet, you can just say that to me." Song Shihe bent down and put his hands on the balcony, lying on the railing with his eyes half-closed by the sun, turning his head to look at Ji Yusheng.

Is it a greeting between friends?

"Okay." Ji Yusheng looked at Song Shihe and agreed.

Song Shihe narrowed his eyes with a smile after hearing the words, Ji Yusheng felt that when Song Shihe was not smiling, he was like a cold marble sculpture, but when he was smiling, he had the most brilliant smile in the world, making the gorgeous sunset behind him pale because of him.Maybe he was really born in the Spring Dynasty and will always bloom bravely.

At this moment, Song Shihe stretched out his little finger and gently hooked Ji Yusheng's finger. Ji Yusheng's fingertips trembled slightly as if he had been electrocuted. He looked at the place where Song Shihe was holding his little finger, only to find a faint rainbow shining through the sunlight The refraction perched on the back of his and Song Shihe's hands, as if firmly connecting their agreement, and Song Shihe said at this time

"Rainbow is the chapter. It's an agreement. Don't break your promise."

"Which day are you visiting your uncle?" Song Shihe suddenly asked.

Ji Yusheng looked into Song Shihe's eyes, and Song Shihe slowly saw the slowly emerging flower stamens in Ji Yusheng's eyes.

"Next Sunday."

"I'll go with you."

Ji Yusheng looked at him in surprise.

"Go as a friend and your father should be pleased."

"Okay?" Song Shihe was so sincere that Ji Yusheng couldn't refuse.

Song Shihe and Ji Yusheng agreed to wait next Sunday morning at the seaside promenade in front of Ji Yusheng's gate.

Ji Yusheng suddenly felt a small drop of raindrops on the corner of his eyes, he reached out to wipe it away, and when he put down his raised hand, he saw Song Shihe stretched out his hand out of the balcony, feeling the spring rain, looked up at the sky and said.

"It's raining again."