"You know, when we face separation, we cannot define it as the end." The gentleman said, "It allows you to see more subtle happiness, and you let it understand how to find the lost self."
The little prince was silent. He remembered the moment when the struggling bud broke through the soil and welcomed the sunshine.
"When time keeps moving forward, you are no longer the same people as you were in the past." The gentleman exhaled, "Some people become better in order to leave the pain of the past, and they will also change for the better. Let’s go to the next tomorrow with you.”
“Will you?” the little prince asked uncertainly. In fact, he already knows the answer, but he still hesitates to ask questions.
"You know, it never left." The gentleman put his hat back on. "You can test it, but there is no need to doubt it. The fragrance of roses on your body has never disappeared."
Rose looked at the distant stars, as if she could see the train in the twinkling starlight.
"Actually, I really want to tell him." The rose lowered its head. Although it had sprouted, it was still far away from the goal. "I'm not afraid that he won't know that I have regained my life. I'm afraid that he will think that I won't wait for him anymore."
The butterfly stayed on the bud of the little rose and comforted it: "He wants it too. To face something, separation is not the end. While you are working hard, he must be struggling."
"I should believe him," Rose murmured. "I shouldn't waste myself on these emotions anymore."
Butterfly nodded, "You all have your own answers, and everything you have experienced is a test."
"I will respect his choice, but this is not inconsistent with my wanting to get closer to him. I want to be by his side." Rose said firmly, "I just want him to know that it is because of him that I I want to continue to be a warm and independent person. He made me find myself again."
"If we meet again, I want to hold him and tell him that it doesn't matter." Xingxing. So bright, like the hot and scorching light flowing in my heart.
The train suddenly sped forward, heading towards a river of stars in the darkness. Looking out from the window, it was like countless meteors passing by, extremely bright, countless lights falling in, and everyone's body Embroidered with stars.
"What happened?" The little prince was a little at a loss.
The gentleman smiled and said, "When you have the answer to your choice in your heart, the train will take you to where you really want to go."
The gentleman patted the little prince's hand. Shoulder, "When the real decision comes, it is whether you will choose to open the car door and get out of the car."
Looking at the familiar scenery, the little prince's inner emotions kept rolling. What should he do? He didn't know it at the moment. The train slowly stopped and the little prince stood up slowly.
"Go ahead. If you don't want to get off, the train will continue to run. The right to choose is in your hands. You are free."
The little prince stumbled towards the door. The stars outside the train are dotted, spreading gentleness. The polar night has faded, and light stronger than the starlight shines in from the car window.
A long time passed, but it seemed like only a moment. On the planet, time always flows very quickly, but the waiting process is really too long. Rose raised her head and looked at the vast universe. It suddenly felt very light and empty inside. The universe has many stars. Among the billions of twinkling stars, its stars are as small as needles dropped into the sea. But to itself, this planet is undoubtedly the most important. This planet carries not only its memories, but also its joys and sorrows. But perhaps, for other people who have never owned this planet, it is just an inconspicuous dust in the vast universe.
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But even if you have truly owned this beautiful planet, when you feel like leaving and abandoning it, everything no longer matters. The rose did not shed tears. While waiting, it already understood the answer. In fact, it should have understood it long ago. The weight of love is very heavy, but when you don't love it, it becomes very light.
Once upon a time, the little prince would cry for it, feel happy for it to bloom, and be moved by the warm moments of each other in this lonely time. But the little prince still left.
"In fact, love can also make people stupid." Rose murmured to herself. A rose that relies on others to take care of it cannot avoid withering after its owner leaves. The little prince chose to leave even though he knew its ending. Even if the rose struggles to bloom and wait again with all its strength and love, it cannot change the fact that it has become the only one in this intertwined love.
Love and being in love are different, there is no doubt about it, perhaps it should be said that love lasts longer than falling in love and is more difficult to control, so you become stupid in love.
The rose has long been a brand new self. No matter what the reason for its rebirth, the love and memories, together with the pain it has experienced, have long since withered together. The rose didn't know how to love at first. It chose to hurt others and hurt itself. The departure of the little prince made it understand that while loving others, it also wanted to let the loved one be free. But at this moment, the rose understood . It should set itself free.
What traps it is not only memories and love, but also the pain of being left behind. It once made that love endlessly unsuccessful. Because it could not be intertwined, it was bitter and persistent, lonely and lonely.
There are thousands of roses in the world, and it no longer needs the little prince to prove that it is the most unique and special one. In fact, it no longer exists. The little prince will meet new roses, not just roses, but also sunflowers, tulips, and fragrant lilies. But it can't be it. The rose and the little prince have already missed each other's paths when they parted.
What cannot be looked back is not only the passing time, but also the love that remains in the pastpeople. Falling in love is a moment of lingering, and then there is an endless farewell. Meeting each other in the universe is already considered a kind of luck, and the chance of touching each other's souls is even slimmer.
"We live in thousands of worlds, and each of us carries a different universe in our hearts. It is difficult to find the same part. To understand it, we must not only rely on love. , but also a lot of luck." The rose felt that it had become free, its heart became lighter, and it was no longer empty.
It no longer wants to be entangled in those meaningless waits. It finally chose to face what it should have known after countless rotations of the planet. Those places that had withered and struggled to grow thorns and scars finally sprouted new shoots.
The stars twinkled, and the planet became its own gentleness. Maybe it doesn't matter whether you are insignificant or not, and the nature of love is not complicated. On this ordinary but a little unusual night, Rose gently closed her eyes and said good night to the vast universe.
The universe is beautiful and life is long. We all owe each other a good night, the world a peace of mind, and ourselves. What we cannot look back on is not only the passing time, but also the time that remains in the past. spouse. Falling in love is a moment of lingering, and then there is an endless farewell.
... , and I had already fallen into a deep sleep. I don’t know after a few words, I was transported to the bright stars of the universe and the lonely planet.
In the dream, the self-salvation and perfection of roses shine, and I also listen to the roar of distant trains wandering around.
At this moment, my tears fell quietly. The deep night, the poignant story, and the resonant heart made me sleep peacefully in this life.
Chu Yue turned off her phone, took out a tissue and wiped away the tears hanging in the corners of her eyes. She gently turned off the desk lamp that exuded the warmth of the sunset, came close to me, and hugged me.
Before she fell asleep, she leaned into my ear and left her last words gently.
"Dear, I love you, just like a rose and a little prince who love each other. In the drifting universe, find the true meaning in your heart and make yourself perfect. Don't be afraid of time or the consequences of love. The pain, you will wear the real crown and become the real prince, good night, my love..."