C53 (1/2)

The first story shines,

Tighten your learning and don't linger;

Kao Song Shing, the best of the best,

Lei Feng's spirit had been around for tens of thousands of generations.

On October 29, when Wang Zipeng and Yu Lixia met in City, she gave him the letter he wrote yesterday. He took the letter and put it in his pocket. He would read it carefully when he had time in the future.

On October 31, he returned from the Wu Dao River and arrived at the passenger station at 9.30 a.m. At this moment, before she arrived, he was already sitting on the chair, taking out the letter at random, eagerly opening it and reading it with rapt attention. The letter read as follows:

My good brother:

Tomorrow is October 29th. Do you know how I look forward to it? Today was finally the 28th. Thus … Write this to my brother to show how excited I am.

Dear brother, the date of the 29th was jointly agreed upon by you and me on the 25th. In order not to affect the time of the day, I had dealt with everything in the house, only waiting for this beautiful moment of brilliance, happiness, excitement, and shared bed.

Dear brother, I was very happy when you came to my house last night. But after you leave, remember all that I have done for you. You can see that little sister truly loved brother from the bottom of her heart.

Brother, do you want to know why I don't want to write to you? That's because I'm a man of plants and vegetation, and I have no brains. The letter was written without thought and was not properly worded. As a result, it would make his brother sad, upset, and full of thoughts. For this reason, this little sister does not want to write back to you.

You can also see that little sister is a true big idiot. At that time, I shouldn't have implicated big brother. Since big brother asked me to continue writing letters, I will do as big brother says.

My good brother, you said I find you too long-winded, that's not the case. I like your poems very much. Brother, little sister is looking forward to tomorrow; Looking forward to tomorrow night; Looking forward to you and me being together in love; Looking forward to this intoxicating and beautiful moment!

Please take care, brother. Goodbye!

A noble salute!

Your sweetheart

afternoon grass, 28 October 1989

After Zi Peng finished reading the letter, a sweet and sour feeling welled up from within his heart. She had given him a sincere and selfless love; she had given him a sincere and pure love; she had given him everything. He was happy, he was sweet, he was happy. But she said in her letter that she was a fool; a man of plants and vegetation; she shouldn't have implicated her brother in the first place … He felt, therefore, a pang of sadness; a pang of bitterness; a sense of inferiority. The reason for these thoughts came from the fact that he had not seen her for a long time, and from the fact that sometimes she would ask him out for a walk and he would not have the time. Because of this, there was a misunderstanding, causing her to think too much and think too much. Thus, self-abasement, depression, and helplessness. She thought he had changed, not like before. In fact, her thoughts were superfluous. For her, it was a matter of course. Until the day before October 29, she had not yet emerged from the shadow of her inferiority complex. So he wrote such a letter to her, and he understood her very well.