Under the starry field, he turned his head and looked deeply at his beloved, whose pale eyes were filled with countless rivers of stars. He leaned down and kissed her red lips deeply, soaking up all his love for her.
Under the long sky, the evening breeze blows, and all the past will dissipate with the long wind. The youth remains, the fragrant pinellia, and the front is bright, as if the flowers on the other side are blooming.
"Zhao Zhao!"
Fifteen years ago, she saw him on that long-decayed field ridge, and saw the brilliance and grandeur in her mind.
He still used the old guitar with peeling paint, because she said that this was the origin of her and him.
He quietly leaned on her bedside, caressing her still rosy and translucent cheek. Under the moonlight, he confided to her in a low and affectionate voice: "... When you wake up, I will take you to walk all the roads I have walked. We will go to Ili, to Kanas, to Zurich, to Helsinki, to New Delhi, to Melburn... I want you to do everything you want to do without any worries. By the way... Zhao Zhao... Don't you want to learn piano? I will teach you step by step and I will kiss you every time you learn a tune... You are so smart... Zhao Zhao, please open your eyes and see that this year, Yan Ning's spring is even more beautiful..."
"Zhaozhao... This song is your sonata..."
"As long as you think about it, just do it. The path you are taking must be the right one."
He kissed his lover deeply, and all the red past was crushed into the flying waves.
Life is long, there are many mornings and summers, and the road is still long. I am willing to hold hands with you and walk together.
Everything in the past is a prologue.
Note:
①The male protagonist is a well-known musician and is of mixed Chinese and foreign descent.
②This article is a blend of Chinese and Western cultures, not a complete Western romance.
③The later part of this article will involve the dark side of society, so read with caution.
Purpose: Music and redemption
