just passing by you

Chapter 1 The Symptoms of Love in the Times

Always believe in love.

Although this is an era when you say goodbye to eachother and then turn around and say goodbye.

We walk all the way, discard all the way, we will no longer be the only one for anyone, nor will we be with someone forever.We are beaten by wind and waves in time, and that love follows us one by one, wandering and going through vicissitudes.

But there is always a person, no matter we are sick, poor, luxurious or rich, prominent and enchanting, he (she) will always be hidden in the deepest place in our hearts.You always think that you will forget, or never remember.The secular life also pushes your boat, keeping you away from the love and hatred that used to be entangled.You are in the mortal world, chasing fame, wealth and material desires, and you turn yourself into a stranger when you look at yourself in the mirror.But on a rainy night when you can't sleep, suddenly there is a huge wave in your heart; all the fame and fame are wiped out, leaving only that person, occupying your entire life, and making you despair of everything you have ever obtained and nothingness.

This is love.It makes our faces so sad and painful, but also so bright and safe.There is no one who has never had low self-esteem, fanaticism, or sleepless nights because of it.It is one of the most vigorous aquatic plants, once planted in your heart, it will reproduce at an unstoppable speed.Unless life is gone, you can never completely eradicate it.

The interpretation of love in this book is all based on time.All the men and women in the world are passing by and will lose each other.But love is always in time, with its calm and quiet face, watching the ups and downs of you and me in the vast ocean.

Even if it is a journey together, it will be unforgettable in the end.

I know love is always there.

So believe.

Most of us are the tourists, no matter how we yearn, after all, we still turn a corner in front of love and go around to the open road.And the quiet path is left to the poets, go and sing.

I went to the small theater to watch the drama "The Rhinoceros in Love" directed by Meng Jinghui again. The summary on the stage said that A loves B, B loves C, C loves D, and the two people who love each other are destined to separate.A couple sitting next to them, in the dim light, turned their heads in fear and looked at each other.Then, as if nothing had happened, he turned his head to look at the actors on the stage who were embracing each other passionately.But I still caught a glimpse of the love around me in this second of silence. When it bloomed, there were cracks as thin as gossamer on the flowers and leaves.

Mingming and Malu's almost disease-like attachment to love has almost become a scarce flower in this era.Occasionally, when you see it in a dark corner, you will not feel cherished or surprised, but will feel pity and sympathy for its untimely blooming.

In this era, Ma Lu is destined to be treated as a patient by us secular people and locked up in a mental hospital.He could have been like us, after getting a Ph.D., looking for a good job, and a lover who can live a life of fireworks, and then waiting for the child, waiting for the promotion, waiting for the glory he should have and what he shouldn't have and status.But he waited foolishly for a girl who didn't love him, and gave up all the ordinary glory.

I think of a friend who is a Ph.D. student who once fell in love with a girl from a poor mountainous area.We all thought that with his own ability, after graduation, he could live a happy life with the girl in this city.He can go to a university and be a teacher.And she can find a job as a clerk in a certain unit.The house, car and children can all come slowly.

But the friend's father categorically disagreed with his union with the girl.He takes her home, but her father refuses to meet her.He didn't understand, he didn't know where such a beautiful and lovely girl couldn't get into his father's eyes.After the girl left, the father taught him earnestly, saying, you must find a girl who can help you in your future, either her job is comparable to yours, or her parents, relatives and friends are well-known Your power can help you in your career.

Under such guidance, the friend met another girl from a superior family arranged by her parents, and they soon got together.The girl's parents, sure enough, helped him find a good home when he graduated.After that, he also went all the way to buy a house, get married, and evaluate professional titles without any effort.We saw each other a few years later, and he seemed to be the happiest of us.In speech and demeanor, it is full of the pride and ease of the upper class.

Someone asked him in private, did he think of the girl with whom he was deeply in love?He paused for a while, then looked towards the unknown distance, and said, what's the use of thinking?Life is not about falling in love. The so-called sweetness is just a momentary feeling. After that, it will pass and work hard for the secular world as usual; so, be realistic, it is a sign of a man who is mature and mentally healthy.

It turns out that if you are addicted to love and leave the normal life track for it, in this era, you will ruthlessly push a man into the operating room of mental illness.Just like, in "The Rhinoceros in Love", Malu is isolated from the secular world.

For some people, love is a disease, similar to a fever or a cold. Once they get it, the whole person will lose their direction, feel light-headed and groggy.Moreover, all the organs are dulled, and you can only smell the smell of love, even if it is shallow and thin.You can turn a blind eye to all other tastes, sounds and colors.

For others, love is a kind of scenery on the side of the road that can be admired. Anyone who walks by can pick it off and play with it. Abandon it and pursue a more beautiful scenery ahead.

Most of us are the tourists, no matter how we yearn, after all, we still turn a corner in front of love and go around to the open road.And the quiet path is left to the poets, go and sing.We just need to read the poems written by the poets who are regarded as patients by the world with a heart tortured by love in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows filled with warm sunlight.

It is the warm sunshine, clean air, bright study room, wide floor-to-ceiling windows, elegant curtains, balconies overlooking the distance, and comfortable wicker chairs that allow us to close our eyes and miss the things we left behind in the open. Love on a path of flowers.

And at such a moment, we suddenly discovered that the love like a disease, in such a crowded and lively life, has evaporated like morning dew, and has never been seen again.

We become a thoroughly healthy dunya being.

(End of this chapter)