love because of love

My name is Song Hongling. I was born in the 10th year of the Republic of China and died in the 35th year of the Republic of China (1946 A.D.)?

I think that when the country was in crisis, the passionate young people served the country with enthusiasm. After our first love Cheng Qiang and I separated from Moscow, we met again and belonged to different camps.Although we have different beliefs and different ways of doing things, at that time I still firmly believed that our goals of defending the country and liberating the country were the same.However, I was used to the open and covert struggles within the party, and seeing too much of the behaviors of the two camps, Cheng Qiang and I, my faith began to waver, which made me confused for a long time. Faith disappointed.So in the last battle, with the determination to die, I unconsciously wanted to protect myself. As I wished, I died in front of Cheng Qiang. Before I died, I clearly saw the sun shining through the cracks in the roof, which was bright and brilliant.

But I don’t know why, but I was able to wake up again. After I regained consciousness, I found that I was in a dilapidated Taoist temple. Except for one bed, it was still clean, and every corner of the room was telling me that it was A place where people live for a long time.I tried to get up, but couldn't use the strength.

"Squeak" The dilapidated door was gently pushed open, and an old man in sixties walked in. The old man saw me in a daze but didn't say a word, walked straight to me, tremblingly brought a bowl of black medicine to me before.

"Drink it"

I froze

She said "drink" again

I looked at him, I still can't describe his appearance, I clearly know what he looks like, but I can't describe his appearance, I only remember his deep eye sockets, deep eyes, only for a while, I Unconsciously, he put the medicine in his hand to his mouth and drank it down.

When I came back to my senses, he had already stepped out of the threshold with one foot.

I hurriedly called out, "Old man, wait a minute!"

Pushing myself up halfway, I could barely see him, and I asked, "Why did the old man save me?"

"edge"

I asked again, "What is the request?"

"Since it is fate, it should only be the way of heaven"

While he was talking, people had already walked out of the door, and a sentence floated from a distance, "It's a blessing or a curse, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, born because of love, and die because of love!"

Although I memorized these few words, I didn't understand the deep meaning.

In the next few days, I never saw the old man again, but a simple and honest sister-in-law brought me food every day.After chatting, I found out that she lived at the foot of the mountain. Since the Japanese invaded China, there were only her and her mother-in-law left in the family. The men had all gone to the front to fight in the early years. There were news a few years ago. Years, but there is no news.Whenever I talk about these things, my sister-in-law always sighs and has tears in her eyes, but I don't know how to comfort her. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country, and the small family can only be ranked after everyone, but I can't tell her that.She answered all the other questions truthfully, but when she asked about the old man, the sister-in-law always hesitated and couldn't say anything?I asked her a few times to see her embarrassed, but I never asked again.

A month later, when it was a little more convenient to move around, I left the only money I had with her, and only took away my pocketbook and the pocket watch my father left me.