At this time, a train was slowly approaching from a distance. Glowing slightly, it stopped in front of the little prince. The little prince hesitated and looked at the carriage. The silent darkness behind him made the carriage feel particularly warm. The little prince entered the carriage. Everyone on the train was asleep. But the train was so packed that there was only one empty seat in the southernmost corner. Under the warm yellow light, there was a man in a suit. He seemed to be a gentleman. His face was hidden in the shadows by a big top hat.
The little prince quietly sat down next to him. The train started slowly, and the stars outside the window were constantly flowing and changing. The moment of tranquility found in the loneliness of the universe made the passengers sleep deeper. Maybe they are all people traveling in the universe. The little prince feels that he is the same as them but yet so different.
"You smell like roses." The gentleman suddenly said. He seemed to like the smell of roses very much. He straightened his hat, got close to the little prince and smelled it carefully. The little prince was startled by the sudden sound, but he knew that the gentleman meant no harm.
"I once planted a rose." the little prince replied.
"I think you must have left something for each other." The gentleman looked at the little prince's slightly curly hair. There was nostalgia in his eyes. He looked at the little prince and said: "Love is the most beautiful star in the universe. Some people shine because of it, while some people can only look at it from a distance."
"I have thought about giving my rose everything it wants. , but I am not the shining star." The little prince said, "But I don't have the ability to satisfy it. Maybe I am more suitable for a person."
"Courage is not inherent in everyone. Come on, do you know? Some people feel like they are close to the sun when they are facing hot and tender love, so they want to run away. "The gentleman said, "A planet that is used to coldness, when its trajectory is close to the sun, will feel the distance. He refused to get close because he was not used to it."
The little prince looked out the window and saw countless planets intersecting and paralleling their trajectories. Remembering that before he owned the rose, he sat alone on the planet and listened to the stars singing in the distance. He also planted other flowers, but the only one on the planet that really bloomed for him was a rose.
"On a planet where I am the only one, watching the stars flow, feeling the loneliness of the universe and my insignificance, I have been spending my time like that before I had the rose." The little prince said, feeling the car The same lonely universe outside the window.
"It seems to be the same as now." The little prince closed his eyes. When he gets used to a lonely and boundless space, like a planet close to the sun, he will always want to return to his lonely track.
The gentleman held the hat in his hand, with a small rose on the brim. The little prince looked at this rose and couldn't help but think of the rose that belonged to him.
"Have you ever planted roses?" the little prince was curious.
"Yes, my rose is beautiful." The gentleman replied, "And it loves me very much, just like your rose." The gentleman put on his hat again, "But like you, I also staggeredOur trajectory. "
The little prince was silent. Maybe there are many planets like them in this universe.
"Actually, I don't know what to do. "The little prince couldn't help but glance at the rose again. "When it sings for me, it says it loves me, but doesn't tell me when she needs love. But I don't know what to give it. "
"Perhaps you also think that love is sometimes just a feeling, too ethereal compared to other practical things, and understanding and perceiving love seems to require talent. "The gentleman said, "I think you also have to face a choice. "
The little prince was silent. He knew what this meant, but he hoped that the train would drive slower. Just like the long polar night, perhaps stars are enough, and the sun is not needed. The train stopped slowly, and people got on and off.
"What do I need to pay to get on this train?" "The little prince raised his head and asked the gentleman.
"The ticket for this Galaxy train does not need to be paid in person. "The gentleman said, but his voice became deeper.
"The condition for getting on this train is that someone needs to pay you love. "The gentleman rubbed the rose on his hat.
"As long as someone has unrequited love for you, you can get on the bus. "
The smell of roses gradually filled the air, and the stars outside the train window gradually twinkled. The train, which was originally the only light in the darkness, now drove into the brilliant galaxy.
Xiao The prince looked at the carriage, and the gentleman seemed to understand his question, "There is another kind of person who can get on the carriage and pay all his love for a short journey. "The little prince looked at the passengers going up and down, and the gentleman seemed to have been sitting here for a long time.
"Isn't there a terminal? "The little prince asked.
"The terminal station of this train is the place you really want to go in your heart. When you can't decide where you really want to go, you can only keep traveling. "The gentleman replied.
"Then where do you want to go? ”
“I can no longer reach it. "The gentleman pulled up his hat and covered his face again. "I once wanted to travel alone forever, looking for my freedom. My roses paid the price for me. ”
“But you are very free now. "The little prince was puzzled.
"But I regretted it. Before getting off the bus, I realized what I needed to pay for this bus, and the place I really wanted to reach was beside it. "The gentleman said, "But I can no longer reach the destination. The price required for the return journey is to pay love. This is the last thing left to me. Once paid, the destination will be meaningless. "
The little prince looked at the car window and suddenly wanted to fall into the darkness like this. The countless choices and pulls and the suddenly dimming of the stars outside the car window made him want to escape even further.
"It doesn't matter. "The gentleman touched the little prince's head. "Before you really choose, I think you need to know that when you get on this car, it means, noWhether you want to leave and gain freedom, or to regain your rose again, the love it pays for you will see you to the end. "
"If you choose freedom, it will come true. If you choose to go back, it will wait for you and bloom again for you..."
The train resumes Driving into darkness, the carriage is silent. Maybe there will be new warmth on the next journey.
The rose keeps trying to sprout in the ground, but no matter how hard it tries, it has slowly grown many roots. It still couldn't break out of the ground. It stayed in the darkness for too long. It seemed that it would be fine as long as the little prince stayed by its side. It takes time to reach the end. On this lonely planet, the soul seems to have entered the polar night.
It was too quiet, so the little rose began to sing softly, as if this could bring her back to her past. The time spent with the prince. But even if the memories kept turning, its love could not make it bloom. The little rose was so sad that it longed to bloom as soon as possible and longed for its little prince to come back.
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“I think you still don’t understand why he left. "The butterfly heard the song of the little rose when passing by the planet. In the ethereal and sad song, she heard the love of the little rose.
"Then can you tell me the reason? "Little Rose couldn't wait to ask after hearing Butterfly's words.
"You don't understand true love. Loving someone is never about asking for something in a relationship, nor is it about giving with a low profile, nor is it about love. The control of fame and the endless pull of emotions. "Butterfly said.
Butterflies are travelers in the universe. She has seen too many flowers like roses. They bloom because of the desire for love, and wither because of the loss of love. They don't understand, naive Thinking that loving others is love, but love is a power generated from the heart, not an outward desire.
"Why don't you love yourself first? Little rose. Butterfly said, "Make yourself perfect instead of blindly trying to change others. Love yourself first when you love others, and ask your heart first when choosing others." The real running-in is never to run-in to each other, but to run-in to oneself. ”
The fragments of memories came back in an instant. The rose suddenly saw its former self. It once felt that love is the desire to share, the constant care, and every emotion that the other party must satisfy. It is impossible. It lacks a sense of ritual.
But it never really understands the love that the little prince wants. Instead, it uses its own standards of love to verify the little prince's love for itself. But love is never just words. The expression of love is not to pay attention all the time, nor to blindly give and take in the relationship. The little prince has been silently tolerant and patient, and finally chose to leave.
Little Rose burst into tears, "It turns out that I was wrong. Finally understood why he left. "Little Rose thought of the little prince's silent company, and every time she wanted to speak, sheHe stopped expressing himself and tried countless times to meet his needs. But I didn't know how to love him until he left. Security never comes from the other person, but from yourself.
"His love is always there, and will not pass away due to wordless silence, nor will it be reduced due to distance. He loves me when he has his complete world, but I want it greedily All of him. But real love is not like this." Little Rose said sadly.
Butterfly comforted Little Rose, "I saw your strong heart that wanted to get closer to him. I think you also loved him hard and tenderly. You just understood it too late."
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"I understand, so now I need to cultivate myself and make myself perfect. I will no longer wait anxiously every day for when he will come back. Maybe when I grow and become perfect, we will meet, maybe, We met just to make each other happy. I hope it’s not too late and he might be willing to give me a chance.”
“Yes, the ultimate in love is to have a strong heart. Being able to control your emotions and be willing to love each other without asking for anything while you are being fulfilled. This is a task that you each have to complete. You are like a mirror, and you will reflect your own pain in the relationship. The purpose of your meeting is to heal yourself. And the presence of the other person is to give each other courage and companionship, so that each other can see their true selves." Butterfly nodded.
"I understand. Little Rose suddenly felt that the power that had been trapping it disappeared, and it finally broke out. This time it did not rely on the love of others, but on its own emphasis on love."
"I think I shouldn't dwell on the pain of the past. Those should be buried in a black hole. I understand that when I love him, he can be free with me. I can no longer Don't be the same as before, my love will be reborn like me." Little Rose looked at the familiar planet, but she no longer felt lonely.
"Now your love may be able to help him." Butterfly said, "There is a train in the universe, it can only carry people who have love and those who seek love."
"Need What do I do?" Rose asked.
“This train can take him to wherever he wants to go, but the price requires you to pay him love, and this love must be the love that he truly recognizes in his heart, and the person who gives love needs to ask for nothing. Return." Butterfly said.
"I do." The little rose looked at the stars in the distance of the universe. At this moment, she seemed to be beside the little prince.
"But the right to choose the end point is in his hands. He may not necessarily come back to you, so do you have to pay for him?" Butterfly asked.
"Yes, I don't necessarily want him to come back to me. I hope that he can be happy whether he is with me or leaves." Rose secretly made up her mind, "Me too, I want him to come back to me." Being complete, whether he is with me or not, I think this is the meaning of love, rather than trapping each other in the love I once thought."
Only true love can make people grow. Maybe you leave just to see if anyone is willing to discover true love and change. This is why the universe allows us to meet and fall in love.
Little Rose felt that she had never felt the connection with the little prince so clearly. Even if she remained silent, even across the distant galaxy, Little Rose still felt the warmth of love. What never changes is the original joy and love in the soul. I won’t be sad anymore, all that’s left is to complete and heal myself. Let your heart be strong and gentle. The little rose will no longer care about the pain of the past, because the little prince has given it the most precious gift.
This gift is not only memories and tolerance, but the most important thing is the opportunity to grow. It is the little prince who allows Rose to see her missing self.
The stars seem to have never been so bright, as if the sun is coming. At this time, in the lonely universe, one soul gently hugged another soul.
Perhaps the polar night is coming to an end.
The train is still moving slowly. No one spoke, the little prince watched the dust floating in the dim light of the carriage, entangled, met, separated and entangled again. An unknown emotion welled up in my heart. Maybe it's missing, maybe it's something he can't understand and grasp.
The little prince stared out of the car window at the same dull universe. "I'm scared." The little prince lowered his head, "It seems difficult to face it."
The gentleman raised his hand and touched the little prince's head. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and followed the flames. Lit, the smoke drifts away in the faint light, like a gray Milky Way.
"Are you thinking about your flowers?" asked the gentleman.
"Yes." The little prince closed his eyes, "I have thought that maybe it will be different when I go back. But I am afraid of its tears, and I will feel sad when I think of those things."
"I still need some time, but I'm not afraid that it won't wait for me. I don't know how to choose." The little prince clenched his hand.
The gentleman put down his cigarette, took off his hat again, and touched the rose on the brim.
To be continued...