Rongrong
Today is my last day in this little mountain town. I am leaving for Tibet tonight, the highest plateau in the world as people call it: ¡§the roof of the world.¡¨ I don¡¦t know what is ahead of me, and that is the part I like. I will just let the wind bring me to the sky, touching clouds at days and stars at nights. Yes, I have said goodbye to my dodo. She provided me the light for the most beautiful years of my life. The warm of the love she left in me will continue to provide me the dreams and memories for the rest of my life. She said she does not love me anymore. She said she had loved once with her full heart and passion and now it is gone, just like that two dozens of roses that have withered. The wind will come to pick all it is left, the loneliness will take over. The last night we were lying on bed together she was watching TV commercial; I had so much words in my heart, but she did not let me to get them out. Yes we finally find that magnificent cathedral that can marry us in heavenly way so we can release each other in the earthly way. We lighted up that white candle together and put it on that shrine so we can see it burn out in our last moments together. Who should I blame? She was innocent when she fell for me. I did not take good care of her. She went off to the forest with the black clouds and was not able to make her way back. The world has enchanted her heart and I see her sitting on the lakeshore stone-still like the empty seashells scattered around her. She was drawing a dead fish on the sand and a group of seagulls were watching her in the distance. Those seagulls were so motionless that they seem to have lost their blue sky and never be able to fly again. Her eyes were following a lonely duck who was floating away from the shore further and further. I cannot fight with the fate, I have to let her go. The exotic world of Tibet mountain will sooth my pain and fill up the emptiness our love left in me. I might even be wiser and happier after I return to the nature and primitive. I might die and be reborn in that Holy Land. Dodo said I live 24 hours in my dreams. Tibet, here I come, my dreamland. Please light up my wounded heart on your holy altar, so my dream never die¡K¡K. All love stories have end one way all another. Some of them end with loneness and emptiness; more of them end with hatred. There are a few love stories that end with eternal memories and inspirations. I believe the story of dodo and I will leave both of us the warmth that will keep us hopeful the rest of our lives. We used to say that we were the best couple in the world. I still feel this way in my deep heart and memory. Yes love stories always end one way or another, but love does not. Dodo said she would keep Our Sky forever. So let it bear the witness of our extraordinary love. |