Chapter 20: Changing Faces (2)

(2) Kingfisher, rainbow and Belly Franc

In a person's life, friends are the most important, friends are their shadows, and what kind of friends you have will have what kind of life. The good thing is that our friends are constantly changing.

Since I came to Beijing, I met Bing Qingyujie four people in my first job, although they were only colleagues for three months, they have never broken contact, and they have become the best friends in this city over time.

My first job in Beijing also led to marriage, and my husband was also a colleague for three months.

I met for the first time at the age of 26, and I got married in just half a year, which is called "flash marriage" according to the current saying. The bloody thing is that he is 4 years younger than me, and he says that I am his first love. People are virgins, this is the most precious part of my marriage, and it is also the biggest hidden danger.

There are three kinds of lovers in everyone's life, like the kingfisher, the rainbow and the Belly Franc.

The kingfisher is the one who admires you and will only appear when you are lonely, nourishing your soul with its lightness and crispness from afar. As you gaze at it, she will sing and fly happily. When you get close to it, it will run away without a trace. Because it lost its admiration, it ceased to be a kingfisher.

The rainbow is the one you adore and will only appear when you are at your best, with a dazzling aura that takes possession of your heart. Because that's the proudest time of your life, and you can't wait to grab it in the palm of your hand. Little do you know that what you can really catch is not a rainbow, but a ribbon wrapped around your belly, making your radiant face reveal uncontrollable embarrassment, and your life will go into decay from now on.

Belle Pop is the one who admires you and is your love at the same time, just as it is a pearl that pierces the night in a split second after a total solar eclipse, and many people will never see it in their lifetime. It is only when your lover holds your hand when you are dying that you will see the light of Belle-Franc in his or her tears.

The first non-teacher's essay I wrote in my life was called "Kingfisher", writing about the real kingfisher I often saw by the pond of Wuhou Temple, and I often followed its light posture to see the green and delicate grass on Liu Bei's round mound tomb outside the wall. That was in 1983, and 10 years later, when Kingfisher was published, it was to fill the gap in the tofu block of the newly founded Star Journal, the newspaper I seconded, and suddenly changed to:

"There is a beauty that cannot be seen, a beauty that cannot be possessed, and a longing that cannot be touched. ”

So, now when I ask for "my debut prose novel", I have a hard time, if it is written as "Kingfisher", it will be published like this:

It's best to silently appreciate him from afar.

There were only one or two brief meetings a week, and my life was filled with joy because of it.

I quietly watched him as a husband and a father, without worry or resentment.

It seems that I had the mentality that it was easy to become a junior when I was in middle school more than 20 years ago, which I firmly did not admit, so I decided never to write proposition essays in the future, even if my essays can only be seen on the Internet by netizens who inadvertently pass by.

On the day I started writing "Soul Love" on the Yahoo blog (May 21, 2008), there was actually only one sentence:

My soul floated in the air as my husband and his lover were dragging my body out of the room......

In the evening daylight, my husband said to the senior girl named Hong, "Hurry up—take off all her clothes,

If it's hard and can't take it off, it's not easy to saw!