彼岸花

没有人知道，死后人要去哪里！但是我知道，因为，我就是长在通往那条路上的彼岸花。

春分前后三天叫春彼岸，秋分前后三天叫秋彼岸。
是上坟的日子。
我就是开在秋彼岸期间，非常准时，所以才叫彼岸花。

我静静地看着每一个路过的即将不存在的人，只要他们看我一眼，就会为了我停下来，因为我给他们最后一次的生前的记忆，而他们把最后一滴血给我留下。
这是我们在进入另一个世界前最后的一次交换。

路过的人太多了，太多的记忆我已都还给了他们，而我却越来越鲜艳。

每个人要的都不同，一个老教授来到我面前，他向我伸出他满是老年斑的手，我给了他曾经辉煌的荣誉，但他却摇了摇头，他说他想要他的初恋的记忆。
我给了他。

那是一个大雪天，父亲从外边带回来一个小孩，一身的冻疮和一脸的污泥，穿着破棉袄，带着个烂帽子。
父亲说是从外面拣回来的小孩，我上去看了看，要拉他的手，他却躲开了我的手。
父亲笑着说：“有个性，很好！”

母亲带着他去洗了澡，再出来时，我却看到个梳着两条小辫的女孩，一张脸居然都是文静。
长满冻疮的手，让人看着心里觉得很不忍。
母亲拿着治疗冻伤的药，细细地给她抹着，她的嘴唇紧闭着，似乎是咬着牙接受着母亲的治疗。
我第一次看到了她的坚强。

和她在一起，你不会觉得很快乐，因为她是个很压抑的女孩，经受了很多的磨难，她变得很沉静。
但她却是个很温柔的女孩，会在你最脆弱的时候给你关心。
同在父亲的私塾里读书，她是最好的学生，她珍惜得来的每一个学习的机会。
我觉得自己慢慢地喜欢上她了。
每一次看她，就有一种心跳得很厉害的感觉，每一次想她，就有脸红的感觉。
我想和她说，但她每次都不给我机会。

终于有一天，她走了，父亲不肯告诉我她去了哪里。
我大哭了一场后，大病了一场。
病好了之后，我去了北京念书。
从此，再也没有她的消息了，但母亲临去世的时候，却对我说了一句意味深长的话：“她和咱们不是一样的人！”我百思不得其解。

后来我回老家给父亲母亲上坟，发现父亲母亲的坟旁边种了棵树，没有树叶，只有花，我叫不上名字来的花。
我很奇怪，老家没有人了，谁会在这里种树呢？但那树看到我，把所有的花苞都绽放了。
我感觉到了……父亲和母亲有人陪了……放心地回了北京。

记忆结束了，老教授最后的一滴血滴在了我的花瓣里，我的花蕊接纳了，花朵的颜色仿佛更红了……

彼岸花，花开时看不到叶子，有叶子时看不到花，花叶两不相见，生生相错。

Introduce:Do not have a person to know, where should dead later generations go to! But I know, because, I grow the other shore that going up to that road to spend namely.
Spring equinox around the other shore of 3 days of caterwaul, around of the autumnal equinox 3 Tian Jiaoqiu the other shore.
It is the day of visit a grave to cherish the memory of the dead.
I leave namely in autumn during the other shore, very punctual, just call the other shore the flower so.
I look at each silently transient be about to nonexistent person, want them to see me only, can stop for me, give them the last time because of me before one's death memory, and they keep last blood to me.
This is our last before entering another world trade.
Transient person is too much, remembered me too much to already returned them, and I am more and more bright-coloured however.
What everybody wants is different, an old professor comes to me before, he reachs the hand that he is senile plaque completely to me, I gave him once brilliant honor, but he shakes his head however, he says he wants the memory of his first love.
I gave him.
That is day of a heavy snow, father brings back from outside a child, the chilblain of a suit and the mud of one face, dress defeats cotton-padded jacket, carrying a sodden tag.
Father says is the child that selects from outside, go looking on me, want to play his hand, he sheered my hand however.
Father is laughing to say: "Individualize, be very good! " the mother is taking him to bathed, when coming out again, I see however combing the girl of two small plait, a piece of face is gentle and quiet unexpectedly.
The hand of overgrow chilblain, let a person look at feel in the heart very cannot bear.
The mother is taking the drug that treats frostbite, fine fine ground is being wiped to her, her labial lock is worn, it is the cure that biting a tooth to accepting a mother it seems that.
I saw her adamancy for the first time.
Be together with her, you won't feel very happy, because she is a very depressive girl, endured a lot of hardship, she becomes very calm.
But she is a very tender girl however, you can give the care when you are the flimsiest.
Read in father's private school together, she is best student, she cherishs the chance that gets each study that come.
I feel I like to go up slowly she.
Every time sees her, have a kind of throbs very badly feeling, every time thinks her, have facial feeling.
I want to say with her, but she does not give me the chance every time.
Eventually one day, she went, father does not agree to tell me where she went to.
I cried greatly one field hind, a serious illness.
After disease became good, I went to Beijing studying.
From now on, the message that also does not have her again, but the mother is faced when dying, said a meaningful word to me however: "She and we are not same person! " I 100 think of do not get its to solve.
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