Chapter 2 Two, cherry blossoms

Broken dreams, as light as cherry blossoms, fall on the heart that hurts.Su Manshu made sorrow into delicacies, served with a glass of wine from the past, drank it down, and felt lonely and heartbroken. Japan, a country that grows cherry blossoms, is romantic because of cherry blossoms, and passionate because of cherry blossoms.In order to rush to this beautiful and rich flower event, how many people have come here with deep love and trek across mountains and rivers.Walking on the road in spring is like rushing to a quiet and gorgeous death, but all this has nothing to do with sadness.Everyone is prepared to bear all the process and results at the beginning.We all have the right to witness the appearance of flowers one after another, the beauty of its branches, and the death of flying, without complaining.

When Su Manshu came to Japan with a simple bag on his back, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.This remote island country is painted with a touch of rouge, light makeup, and a kind of style and beauty that makes people dare not look at it.The swaying of the branch seems to be Su Manshu's previous life, and the smiling and smiling flowers touched the poetry and romance in his heart.He almost sighed that this unexpected encounter came too late.He even vowed to an upcoming fate, willing to form a relationship with a girl like a cherry blossom. Because a certain place can touch the softest corner of the heart and let the emotions become attached, people are willing to set up a home for themselves, start a new life, and create a new life.Japan is the place where Su Manshu was born, and he has an inseparable relationship with this place.Sakura's gentle call made him put down the traveler's bag, forget the humiliation and wandering in the clouds and water.He mistakenly thought that this was the hometown, and there was a warm nest where this wandering lone goose could live.Therefore, he involuntarily opened the door of his heart that had been closed to the world, and accepted Kazuki Sakura's love.

Regardless of whether Su Manshu knew whether Hehexian was his biological mother or adoptive mother, he always had a kind of admiration and respect for this gentle Japanese woman.Because when he saw her, he would think of the old house called his hometown, where there lived several mean and ugly women.The deep-rooted injury in his childhood made him unable to let go completely. Even in the quiet time, he would always think of the unbearable past inadvertently. Hehexian gave him great maternal love. Although it was meager, it was a ray of sunshine pouring down in a long and stormy life, spreading in the damp corners of his heart, and giving him warmth and family affection that he had never had before.Many years later, Su Manshu wrote a poem: "Dai Hehe's mother's inscription "Manshu Painting Book"", "The moon is away from the sky, the clouds are chasing the wind, and the shadows of geese are desolate. I hope the East China Sea will send home letters, and when my son arrives at Lingshan Heavy?" He wrote a mother's longing for her son in Hehexian's tone.At that time, Su Manshu had already left the world of mortals and rushed to Lingshan, where he practiced in this life in the Zen realm of "one flower, one world, one tree, one Bodhi".

The romance of cherry blossoms and the tranquility of Hehexian made Su Manshu fall in love with the vegetation and dust here.When a woman as beautiful as a cherry blossom came to his side, he understood that all the vows in this life would be made for her.We can't imagine what a beautiful encounter he had with that Japanese girl named Chrysanthemum, but we do know that this woman is tied to his lifelong emotions.He told her that everything in the world was born for Buddha, and he was only born for her.She told him that in this chaotic world of mortals, she was only charming for him.One is young and handsome, the other is extremely handsome, they have the best years in the world, they can afford each other's promises, they can love so much that they can love so much that they don't care about it.

This passionate Japanese woman used her tenderness to soothe Su Manshu's years of loneliness.The scabbed wounds always peeled off inexplicably in the middle of the night, bringing him heart-wrenching pain.After waking up from the dream, it was Chrysanthemum who cleaned yesterday's wound for him, ground it into medicine with tenderness, and applied coolness to the burning heart.Before that, Su Manshu didn't know what love was, but after that, love became an inseparable destiny. Chrysanthemum planted a seed of love in his heart, and finally watered it with her tears and fed it with life.When the love flower was at its most brilliant, she left sadly, and she didn't even have time to say goodbye.Life is like this, you pray that there will be no wind or rain, but even greater disasters strike.You can't bear it, you can only let the disaster spread, and finally swallow you up, not even your bones are left.And that love flower will not stop being enchanting just because of the death of one of them, it will even bloom even more stunningly, bright red like blood.

No one wants to believe that there will be such a cruel person in the world who will tear apart a green love, just like mercilessly breaking off a pair of cherry blossoms with two stems on the branch, not only not taking them back to enjoy them, but throwing them away Dust and mud, trampled by passers-by.How many stories start with comedy and end with tragedy. Even if we can predict the ending, in the chaotic world, there is still nowhere to escape. We can only live vaguely and soberly in real time, in the world of love and hate. In the years, watching my heart being slowly hollowed out by the years.When you are young, maybe you have enough chips and time to make a bet, but don't take it too seriously, because the final winner will never be you.

Su Manshu thought that being far away from the Su family's homeland meant saying goodbye to them, but he didn't know the blood flowing in his body, and he would not allow any betrayal.It was the fleeting years that grew wings and passed on their love in Japan to their hometown.When we naively think that a long distance can build a harbor that is difficult for the world to reach, but unexpectedly, the damage can be pervasive, and it will find you and me through time and space.Su Manshu's uncle knew that he was in love with Juzi, and reprimanded him for ruining the Su family's reputation.This down-and-out young master who had never enjoyed the glory of the Su family and grew up in humiliation had to bear the unreasonable responsibilities and barbaric rules of the Su family inexplicably.Su Man regarded the Su family as a lifelong disgrace, and he resolutely stated that all the honor and disgrace of this family has nothing to do with him.

It's not that if you don't have nothing to do, you can avoid entanglement. Su Manshu's uncle badly accused Juzi's parents of his relationship with Juzi.The weak couple couldn't stand the accusations and insults, and in a fit of rage, beat their loving daughter.Their original intention was just to hope that Juzi would come to her senses and end her bad relationship with Su Manshu.But I don't think how fragile a girl in love has—it's as weak as a dewy cherry blossom, which can be blown off by a breeze.Chrysanthemum threw herself into the sea that night and died.She didn't say goodbye to anyone, she only used death to prove her steadfastness to love; she was determined not to let herself turn back because she didn't want to give anyone a way out.

The fate of a confidante is a piece of thin paper that can be broken by blows.The weak Chrysanthemum can bravely pour out her bag for love, splashing her bright red blood on the clean silk handkerchief of life, and unfolding a poignant love story for us.Love is poison, love is a sharp sword, but after all, it cannot withstand the intensity and coldness of the world.On the branches in spring, she turned around so gorgeously, let us all remember the beauty of cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms will bloom in ten days, how can I regret the thousands of days around the flowers? As if in just an instant, the falling cherry blossoms had already covered a pool of spring water. How could Su Manshu accept such a tragic death?An inch of spring has turned into ashes.Who caused this disaster?Is it Su Manshu?Chrysanthemum?Is it a member of the Su family?Or is it the cherry blossoms that are hard to part with?In the doomed tragedy, there is no need to ask the reason, and any words become hypocritical lies.Broken dreams, as light as cherry blossoms, fall on the heart that hurts.Su Manshu made sorrow into delicacies, served with a glass of wine from the past, drank it down, and felt lonely and heartbroken.He looks forward to exchanging cups of life with Chrysanthemum and embracing each other with eyes.Ju Zi let go and passed away without leaving him any room because she understood that the man she loved deeply would still be manipulated by fate.

This place that Su Manshu mistook as his hometown turned out to be just a desolate inn in his life, where wandering souls temporarily lived.He couldn't even afford to make a simple promise. Instead, he added a love debt and missed his youth.The cause and effect of this separation made him unable to clean up for a while, he could only bear the guilt and flee in a hurry.We see that this stranger from a foreign land whips his horse and raises dust.The cherry blossoms are flying one after another, and before they all fall, that person is already at the end of the world.