What kind of experience is this? On a sunny afternoon in April, at the corner of the street, they met, then met, then got together, and then .......
It is not difficult to meet the right person, but it is difficult to meet at the right time. Creation tricks people, as always. Then I thought about what to say in the future, and I knew how to say hello to her. It's just a little long. This is a good story. Murakami just made it up. Start with "a long time ago" and start with "Don't you think this is a sad story?"
Murakami's novels always give people such a casual one-stop work, which is neither slow nor fast to read, and is suitable for experiencing those sad and strange stories with the protagonists in lazy weather. At the same time, there are no surprises in the gentle narrative. For example, the structure of "meeting 100% girls" has passed as usual for ordinary things like passing by in the street. But he still wants to tell a story, a long story, which is what he should say to the girl he met for the first time.
If a man wants a woman to read this story, it may mean that you are my 100% girl, or neither of us are 100% people, but the feelings and memories are so real.
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Turn to Haruki Murakami's Meet 100% Girls.
On a sunny morning in April, I passed a 100% girl in Harajuku Backstreet.
To tell the truth, this girl is not very beautiful, not very attractive, and her clothes are not outstanding. The hair on the back of her head still bears traces of sleep squeeze, and she is not young. She should be almost 30-strictly speaking, I'm afraid it's hard to call her a girl. However, 50 meters away, I saw at a glance that she was my 100% girl. The moment I saw her figure, my chest trembled like an earthquake and my mouth was as dry as a rustling desert.
Maybe you also have your 100% girl. For example, I like girls with slender hands and feet, girls with big eyes and absolutely beautiful fingers, or girls who are addicted to eating slowly in unknown so. Of course, I also have my own preferences. Once in a restaurant, I looked at the nose of a girl at the next table. But it is impossible for anyone to clearly outline the image of a 100% girl. I can never remember what kind of nose she has, or even whether she has one. All I can remember now is that she is not very beautiful. It's incredible.
"I passed a 100% girl on the road yesterday." I said to a person.
"Oh," he replied, "is she beautiful?"
"No, not that."
"So, it's your type?"
"I can't remember. What kind of eyes are, whether the chest is big or small, I have completely forgotten. "
"Inexplicable!"
"Inexplicable."
"So," he seems uninterested, "what did you do? A conversation? Still tracking? "
"Nothing." I said, "Just passing by."
Really, just passing by.
She went from east to west, and I went from west to east, on a crisp April morning.
I want to talk to her, even for 30 minutes. I want to know everything about her. I want to tell the whole story. The most important thing is to find out what makes us have such a fate. 198 1 On a sunny April morning, we passed Harajuku Houjie. It must be full of secrets, as warm as an ancient machine in peacetime. After that, we can find a place to have lunch, watch a Woody Allen movie, and then go to the hotel bar for cocktails or something. Good job. Maybe I can sleep with her. All kinds of possibilities are knocking at my heart.
The distance between me and her is only fifteen or sixteen meters. The question is, how am I supposed to talk to her?
"hello! Can you talk to me? Even for 30 minutes. "
It's silly, just like persuading people to buy insurance.
"Excuse me, is this a 24-hour laundry?"
The same stupidity, besides, I don't even have a laundry bag! Who can believe my truth?
Maybe it's better to come straight to the point. "hello! You are my 100% girl! "
No, no, she won't believe my confession. Even if you believe it, you may not be willing to talk to me. She might say, "Although I am your 100% girl, I am sorry that you are not my 100% boy." It's quite possible. If so, I'm sure I'll be shocked at once. The blow may have knocked me down. I'm 32 years old, and I can't stand this blow anymore. The so-called old, in the final analysis is such a thing. I passed her in front of the flower shop, and a small piece of warm air touched my skin. The asphalt pavement was covered with water, and the fragrance of roses rippled around. But I can't even say hello to her. She is wearing a white sweater and holding a square envelope with no stamp in her right hand. She wrote me a letter. Look, she is so sleepy. Maybe she wrote all night. That square envelope may contain all her secrets.
When I took a few steps back, her figure had already disappeared in the crowd. Of course, today I fully understand how to talk to her at that time. But anyway, the white line is too long, and it can't be expressed well-that's it, it's not practical every time I think about it.
In short, the story begins with "a long time ago" and begins with "Don't you think this is a sad story?"
Once upon a time, there was a place where there was a boy and a girl. The boy is eighteen and the girl is seventeen.
Boys are not handsome and girls are not very beautiful, but lonely and ordinary boys and girls can be seen everywhere. But they always believe that somewhere in the world, there must be a girl and a boy who are 100% suitable for them. The two believed in miracles, and miracles really happened. One day, they met unexpectedly in the street.
"What a coincidence! I've been looking for you. Maybe you don't believe it, you are my 100% boy. From head to toe, exactly as I imagined. Just like dreaming. " Two people were sitting on a bench in the park, holding hands and talking nonstop. They are no longer lonely, they 100% need each other, and they 100% are needed by each other. And 100% need each other, 100% need each other, what a wonderful thing! This is a miracle of the universe!
But a very small question crossed their hearts: is it really a good thing that dreams are so easy to realize?
The conversation was suddenly interrupted, and the boy said, "I said, try again!" " If we are really 100% lovers, we will meet again somewhere one day. If you still think the other person is 100% when we meet next time, then get married there immediately, ok?
"ok." The girl replied.
So the two separated and parted ways.
But to be honest, there is no need to try again. It's just not necessary. Why? Because they are really a pair of 100% lovers, because this is really a miraculous meeting. But they are too young to know so much. So ruthless fate began to play tricks on the two.
One winter, they were both infected with the malignant flu that raged that year. After wandering on the brink of death for several weeks, their past memories were completely lost. Things are really weird. When they woke up, their heads were as empty as Lawrence's cash box when he was young. But after all, the young men and women are smart, open-minded and extremely persistent. After unremitting efforts, they finally gained new knowledge and new feelings again and happily returned to social life. Oh, my God! These two people are impeccable! They can change to the subway again and send express mail at the post office. And experienced 75% and 85% love respectively.
So come and go, boys 32, girls 3 1 year-old. Time goes by at an alarming rate.
On a sunny morning in April, the boy walked from west to east along the back street of Harajuku in order to drink discounted morning coffee, and the girl walked from east to west along the same street in order to buy express mail stamps. They just passed by in the middle of the road. The dim light of lost memories instantly illuminates two hearts.
Two people's chest suddenly vibrate, see:
She is my 100% girl.
He is my 100% boy.
However, the candlelight in their memory is too weak, and their words are not as clear as they were fourteen years ago. As a result, I walked by without saying a word and disappeared into the crowd forever and ever.
Don't you think this is a sad story?
Yes, I should talk to her like this.
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