My friend asked me, "What do you think is the most beautiful word in the world?"
"Meet unexpectedly." I brushed my hair and said the word. Since I cut the oblique bangs and started to comb them, I stopped using Liu Haier to express my arrogant temperament, and instead smoothed my hair to show that what I said was thoughtful, as if brain waves really came from my brain and flowed through my hair.
"It seems that you believe in fate."
"Well, I'm an idealist. I always have been." Later, I felt that my friends who studied philosophy and Buddhism would probably correct me that idealism has nothing to do with faith ... and I just want to say that I believe in God, ghosts, fate and all the uncertainties in this universe, such as not meeting in advance.
Meet unexpectedly. I like this word, and I prefer it to be pronounced through my lips and teeth. The four syllables are all falling, so it is not obvious at all; Also, because there is a unique upper voice that needs transliteration, there is no need to open your mouth wide and your upper and lower lips slightly open, so the word "unexpected encounter" will come out of your teeth. I like it better when I read it than when I think about it.
The ancients said, "Meet unexpectedly." But I don't think I need to trace my love for this word back to that distant time. My infatuation with this feeling probably comes directly from my mother.
My mother likes watching Kangxi Dynasty, and recently she has been complaining that this drama is not shown on TV. Like all young people, I suggest that she look online directly.
"No, looking directly from the Internet is not the same as sitting down and watching the TV on. You can't break this feeling just to watch the play quickly. It doesn't feel right, and the play is wrong. And it would be even worse if you missed the time to watch the drama on TV because you watched the drama on the computer. " As she spoke, my mother fiddled with the pot of chlorophytum which was growing well at her hand.
Maybe every mother can become a philosopher of life. If not, at least she is an experienced veteran. I thought about it, and the feeling she just said should be expressed as: a forced encounter may ruin a fate that should have happened naturally afterwards.
This feeling of suddenly seeing Kangxi Dynasty on TV is probably the joy of meeting unexpectedly. Many people have experienced this moment. When I changed the channel with the remote control, I suddenly saw a favorite program playing, and a factor representing happiness quickly occupied the whole little heart. Sometimes I think that this feeling can be compared with the feeling of "waking up in the morning and finding sunshine with you", although the future I want can not be simply summarized as watching TV and watching my favorite drama every day.
The future I want is probably someone or something I met unexpectedly. From then on, the story unfolded naturally. I followed the script written by God and finally met an unexpected beauty.
Perhaps, there is no particularly beautiful story in the script written by God for me. It doesn't matter. If you can't satisfy yourself, let others tell me. I usually chat with my favorite friends and talk about places where I drank wine and smoked tea. I will ask, "honey, will you tell me a story?" Sometimes after asking this question, the other person is confused. In that case, I will quickly save the scene and say, "Let me tell you a story …" Sometimes, the other person will think about telling me a story later. Meeting a beautiful story unexpectedly always makes people happy. Once, my friend Zong Fei told me such a story, which was related to meeting unexpectedly.
The hero of the story is called Feng 'er. Feng 'er is the most beautiful girl in the village, perhaps even more lovely than Xiao Fang in the song. You can make up yourself to look like a phoenix girl. For example, her face may look like a tomato ripe in summer, pink and soft and lovely. Many people can't sleep without her smile. I dare not describe the girl's appearance casually, because even Zong Fei has never seen the girl when she was young. All we know is that the girl is good-looking and kind.
At the beginning of the story, Xifeng took her niece Lingling to the next village to play. The two children had a good time and forgot to go home. It was not until Lingling shouted that she was hungry that they realized that the sun was going to set in the west. The wind wanted to take Lingling home quickly, but Lingling, a hungry ghost, whined for dinner at once. She knew that her sister-in-law who loved her most would never have the heart to let her starve. It is said that the beautiful food and love in this world can not live up to. Sure enough, Lingling didn't live up to her delicious food, and Fenger didn't live up to her love for Lingling. Fenger knocked on the doors of dozens of families with Lingling in her arms, but was driven out on the grounds that there was no food at home. Fenger was desperate, but she decided to try again. This time, it was a thin-faced man who opened the door for the wind. After listening to the wind's request, he didn't say anything. He turned back to the house, took a white flour steamed bread and stuffed it into Lingling's hand. During the famine years, a white steamed bread made Fenger remember this person.
Later, when the family acted as matchmaker for Feng, she was still thinking about this man. Now we always say that love at first sight is all about the face, but I always feel that the so-called love at first sight is probably a chance. The more beautiful people are, the easier it is to have this opportunity. And this opportunity, in many cases, may really have nothing to do with looks, and it has nothing to do with whether it is a rich second generation, such as this man that the wind likes. The Feng family went to the neighboring village to inquire and learned that this man was ten years older than the Feng family, with a poor family and a beautiful mausoleum. I don't know how the Feng family made a white flour steamed bread that day. But Fenger insisted on marrying this man, because she felt that God had made her meet this man that day and saw his kindness.
"What happened to Fenger after she married that man?" I knew you would ask me that, because that's what I asked Zongfei at that time. But Zongfei said that he didn't want to end Fenger's life so soon. After all, life is too long to jump to the end. "In fact, their stories are similar to ours, but different. They are luckier than us. " Zong Fei paused here for a long time, which gave me a chance to recall the story between me and him again.
My story with Zong Fei is too simple to cherish. He met me when he was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, but he didn't know me until after the written examination. At that time, he had already applied to Z University, which was backed by the water town in the south of the Yangtze River and claimed to have trained the most talents in China. And I'm going north to C University. It's always awkward to meet at the wrong time. When the train was leaving for the north and south, I said, "Will you tell me a story?" He thought about it, sat down in the sun and told me a story told by her uncle. The heroine of the story is his grandmother who just died.
My uncle is very old, and his eyes still glow when he talks about things when he was young. He said that he met Zongfei's great-aunt in the famine year. Her name is Feng 'er, and she is a good-looking and kind girl ... He said that after marrying Feng 'er, she has been working hard to ensure the harvest in the field and went out to work during the slack season. I am always afraid of lack of money at home, fear that the wind will starve, and fear that the wind will have no money to buy new materials to make clothes. I dare not get sick, for fear that I will be ill and no one will take care of Fenger. I dare not be idle when I am old. Afraid of leaving first, afraid of being idle and getting sick. No one will take care of Fenger and talk to her ... and say that I really have to thank Zongfei's mother. If she hadn't been clamoring for food, he wouldn't have seen Fenger. In that case, I really came to this world for nothing.
Some encounters are predestined, whether there is a happy ending or not. Even if I am doomed to miss it in the end, I can't avoid meeting at the beginning.
In the last summer of college, there is always a grand parting. Zong Fei and I separated at that time and never met again. Sometimes, the gear of fate is only a little bit short, but it just can't bite tightly. It's just that I am still grateful for all the encounters in my life, and I am willing to wait for the next unexpected encounter.
I always believe that every encounter in life has its meaning, but as mortals, we can't understand it, and we don't know how to cherish it after passing by. After meeting, everything may get better and better. Just like the wind and her man. The meeting unexpectedly coincided with its meeting. It seems that all those years were to meet this encounter. It seems that all those days in the future exist because of this meeting. After meeting, it may be fruitless. Like me and Zongfei. This is not a dazzling encounter, there are no colorful auspicious clouds, because at the beginning of the encounter, God has written the ending of our respective journeys to the end of the world for us. It's just inappropriate to meet unexpectedly. It might as well be regarded as an accidental epiphyllum opening, knowing that it will die the next day, but still full of joy. Let the joy stay when you are happy, and you will not be so sad when you leave. Never try to take away the joy of meeting, all you can take away is memories, and the beauty at that time will stubbornly stay in the past. And the only thing I can do is to be grateful for all the encounters. Those encounters that have not been agreed in advance are all beautiful things that I can't replicate in my life.
One day, God will make the gears of fate mesh perfectly. That unexpected meeting coincided with its meeting. The story after meeting, that's all. I believe.