Message, no longer send empty number

At night, there is suddenly a strange emotion, blocked in the heart, unable to vent. Turn on your cell phone and cross it over and over in the phone list, but you can't find anyone to talk to.

Some people cannot be disturbed, while others do not know how to disturb them.

Suddenly I thought of an empty number, or not an empty number, but a port that my mobile signal could not reach. Foolishly edited the information for a long time, as if writing a long letter, a punctuation can not be ignored, intend to send it.

I suddenly thought of the letter that Mr. Shen Congwen wrote to Ms. Zhang Zhaohe, "March 3, come and chase me in the dream, my boat is yellow." Although I came from my dream, I walked all the way west along the town I painted. I want to sit in the boat with you and look at the purple hill from the mouth of the boat; I want a raft to surprise you because it still grows vegetables; I want you to come and warm my hands. I'm sure you can hear a rower's song from this piece of paper, because this piece of paper is almost soaked with beautiful singing! "

Such a letter must be warm if Ms. Zhang reads it at night. Enough to drive away all the loneliness and chill at night. I can imagine her happy expression when she reads the letter, which is the girl's shy jump in the words. The feelings between people are sometimes warmed by these colored characters.

But I don't know where to send the written message? This must be a secret that will never be mailed.

Let's take that empty number. That's how I comfort myself. It feels so good to have a lie! China Mobile gracefully and politely appeared on my screen with four words: successful delivery!

For a quarter of an hour, I actually believed that there must be someone close to my soul in this world, who lived in a distance I didn't know and was alone. He seemed to be able to hear and remember all my self-talk. He may also take the boat and high-speed rail, but not by plane. I am afraid of being "lost".

Like waiting for a loved one, I waited tirelessly for it to reply to the message. As time goes by, the mobile phone is always quiet, as quiet as a piece of paper, no one turns up the sound.

So I was a little upset. Can not help dialing it, the service lady clear and sweet voice: Hello, you dialed is an empty number. Dial it again, over and over again.

Finally, it was messed up over there. "you haven't opened this service yet." I don't know if I dialed the wrong number or the service lady was bored, but this time I changed my mind.

I know that some stubbornness is actually a kind of stupidity. a fool to the third degree! On a night like this, no one knows what kind of affection is hidden behind my stupidity. I am the same persistent, the same persevering.

Women's feelings, sometimes appear to be a little sick, sick Daiyu, is not necessarily popular. Or, he didn't really understand her, so he made her cry in silence.

Zhou Lianxia, a talented woman of the Republic of China, only loved Xu Lufu for the rest of her life. However, in addition to having women, a man's world needs to be filled with more far-reaching things. His departure made her feel as if she had entered a cold winter. The rustling air-conditioner pierced the young woman's body, this time seriously injured.

She wanted to put it down, but she couldn't. As she grew old, she received a letter from him overseas. He called her "Lianxia my wife", and she was in tears.

This letter, which has passed through her for half her life, made her wait for a reply. And I am sad for no reason, and I am afraid there will be no reply to the letter I sent out in my whole life.

In the title page of youth, who has no regrets? Some of the days we have gone through hand in hand are warm and happy. Some people have been living in a dream, he is whirling, but also out of your reach.

You read him with inexplicable heartache, but you can't find the reason. Just as I listened to Yino's prose "it is you who can't let go" this morning, the voice that touched the soul made people feel like crying, but they didn't want to cry. Perhaps, when the city fireworks are extinguished at the moment, only suitable for a person's thinking swaying, and this kind of wishful thinking does not need anyone to know …... The hardest thing for a person is not loneliness, but the unfixed abode of the soul.

A letter that cannot be sent is actually written to another person. Just want to ask: is there a moment when your heart was touched? Don't say the mountain is high and the road is long, just say that the yearning is boundless.

In the bright and warm summer day, I lock myself in thick words, only care about Rain Water and flowers, or there is a heart of you. Always proud to refuse other people's affectionate and elegant greetings, I am afraid of the warm behind the endless abyss, no bottom. Sometimes, it will be inexplicably sad, because of my indifference and bystander. I can't talk to you, because I will only be in a daze at an empty number.

I think I'm sick, something that no one else can understand. I know that the reserve of vanity can not hide some of the sadness in my words, and there are always careful people who find clues to my emotions. Really, I appreciate your intention, as well as mine.

I want to forget that empty number. But I found that it had been remembered in my mind and could not be erased. Tomorrow's "5.20" heard that it is a romantic day, or there is a button to delete the beautiful software brushed my brain, instantly forgotten. In that way, the information will no longer be sent to the empty number.

Author: leaning against the window to listen to the rain