Childhood ferry

I don’t know why, every time when I am busy and exhausted, or when I lose something in my heart, I will think of the ferry in my childhood by accident. I just want to go back to that old street and take a childhood ferry to cross the other side I wanted to go. On the other side of the ferry is my childhood cave, which is located in a mountain that has existed for a long time by Songhua Lake. And there is also a very beautiful name, Peony Peak. In this troubled world, many things change unconsciously, and the change is so overwhelming. But in the depth of everyone’s heart, there is almost an inch of untouchable weakness. However, after many years, when I was facing the mountains that still smiled at me and looked down at me with infinite love like when I was a child, the unknown weakness hidden in my heart for many years, for example, the sponge soaked in water expands rapidly. I remembered that it was in early spring that my brother and I drove back to the land where I had been missing for a long time when I grew up in my childhood during the break of work vacation. The heart that was originally a little annoyed became calm because of standing on this land. Looking at the passing pedestrians and eager for familiar faces, although I haven’t been here for many years, I still feel so familiar and friendly when walking in this street! It was the dazzling red Yingshan red in the sunshine that was seen from the water on the peony peak in early spring. After getting on the ship, the ship slowly sailed to the other side. The warm and cold spring breeze has been blowing my face and clothes. I quietly stare at the Peony Peak on the other side. The oncoming mountain color suddenly turns into green under the reflection of lake water and sunshine, KUER turns into bright red, KUER turns into dark green, KUER turns into dark purple, and every change is so familiar with every color. Yes, this is my memory and color lingering in my heart, my heart which is speechless but no one can understand, and the sadness that lingers in my heart when I was young! After such a long time, standing on the ferry of childhood again, the sadness in my heart still lingers. In the mountains that looked down at me quietly, that sadness was waiting there quietly. In a flash, the weakest part of the heart was touched again, and the eyes were sorrowful and hazy. It turns out that everything can hurt people. Change can hurt people, and change can also hurt people. All the things should be blamed on the stubborn heart that is not willing to forget. It turned out that the feeling of not giving up when I left in those years and the helplessness, today, many years later, unexpectedly, had a faint pain in my heart again. Although everything has changed and things in those years have become the past, there are still some unchanging traces there. That is the oncoming Peony Peak and the rippling Pine lake surrounded by the mountain. This is the secret pain in my heart. Every time when I am blurred and decadent because of life, my heart will return to the past I remember, and those bitter sketches of childhood which are dusty in my heart will emerge one after another. The past and the past that belonged to me made me unable to let go in my whole life. I want to go back to that old street again, take the ferry when I was a child, visit me again, and go to the other side where I wanted to go.

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