Every time I watch Mika Nakajima's song "When the Cherry Blossoms Are Flying (Cherry Blossom Dance)", I feel deeply moved. She sang this poignant story with songs. I will try to describe it in words today, without asking for anything. It's better than the original work, but it's more like the copy.

In my memory, there is a cherry blossom forest in the county.

Like every ordinary county town, the people here are simple and even a little isolated from the world, so the story between her and him can actually become ordinary and ordinary, and then the two of them can always watch this cherry blossom forest. , until we grow old together.

He and she have been neighbors who have known each other since childhood. He is naughty and she is pretty.

The two have played together since childhood, running from the east to the west of the county, from sunrise to sunset.

He likes to fish in the river, and she will yell anxiously at the shore to tell him to be careful, and then keep following the fish he throws to the shore, watching the splashes he makes in the river. .

He liked to go to the orchard to steal fruit, and she would complain every time. After the conversation, she took a bite of the apple under his persuasion. It was very sweet, and he stood by and smiled. .

He would quietly carve their names on the cherry blossom tree pole, then show it to her and ask her to carve a small umbrella. The two of them would always play around the trunk, and then try, hugging this towering ancient tree, over and over again.

Lying on the grass, he watched the balloons in her hands swaying wildly, as if they would break free from their hands at any time. Suddenly, a strong wind blew through the clouds, and cherry blossoms rained, all reflecting the fresh sunlight. .

She helped him remove the petals from his hair, one after another, very seriously.

He looked at her blankly, hoping that this moment could be longer.

Such days are repeated every day, month after month, and year after year, as if time has stood still, and they will stay together until they grow old.

Until one day, her father came back from the city and asked her to go to a good university in the city and marry into a good family.

Arguing, resisting, running away, crying, it seemed that fate was not on her side this time.

The bleak autumn wind took away the last dead leaf on the cherry blossom tree. When it fell to the ground, he picked it up, closed his lips, and slowly handed it to her.

She never raised her head to look into his eyes from beginning to end. She didn’t want to be questioned because she was the first to go back on the promise made under the cherry blossom tree.

He didn't like being deceived, and she promised to protect him.

The noise of the car suddenly sounded, and when she realized that this might be the last time she saw him, she leaned out the window and shouted to him loudly.

He seemed to hear what she was shouting. The wind was very fast and the dust was very dense. He could vaguely see something shining on her face.

He rushed forward with all his strength, trying to stop the car, which carried most of his life, and was about to get away. He ran and ran with all his strength, but he couldn't outrun time, nor could he outrun the rolling wheels.

He ran to the highest mountain on the edge of the town and shouted her name loudly, hoping that she could see or hear her.

He just wanted to tell her, don't leave, and guard this promise together until we are very, very old.

The setting sun stretched his shadow very long, and as he watched the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, it turned into a patch of moonlight and stars.

Later, many people left the county town and tried to persuade him to leave, but he always shook his head without saying a word and watched the blossoms of the cherry blossom tree inside.

People sighed, this child is stupid.

But he knew that, at least, he still had this cherry blossom, blooming alone and withered; and she, on the other side of the world, watched every day and night with him, imagining the fragrance of the cherry blossoms.

There is no such large cherry blossom forest in the city, so she has never had a sense of belonging. Even during the cherry blossom season every year, she would think back to the fragrance of cherry blossoms in the county town, not thinking about the fragrance of cherry blossoms in the city. The cold breath of machinery.

So, she would carefully take out the dead leaves stored inside and put them on the pillow. There was still a vague fragrance of cherry blossoms and his body temperature on it, although it had been washed away by her tears. , very light.

The county has a good geographical location, so it has developed rapidly recently. The roads have been widened, there are many high-rise buildings, and there are more unfamiliar faces. All this makes him uneasy because it is becoming less and less like him and him. Where she lives, he is afraid that she will lose her way when she returns here.

Finally, the most worrying thing happened - in order to widen the road, the entire cherry blossom forest had to be cut down. When the municipal government led their troops to the cherry blossom forest, they saw a man standing in front of them with stern eyes, refusing to give an inch.

Later, things got serious, and more and more original residents joined his team, shouting loudly to retain the last piece of land that belonged to them. Newspapers and TV stations came to interview, which alarmed the county magistrate, and he was forced to Due to the pressure of public opinion, they came forward to stop this project, and renovated the original cherry blossom forest and opened it as a public green space.

The cherry blossom forest was saved in this way.

Everyone rushed to tell each other, and he gently stroked the notches on the tree trunk and breathed a sigh of relief. At least she might recognize this forest when she comes back.

Time flies, the sun and the moon reincarnate.

The streams in the county are no longer fresh and clear, and the fish and shrimp have long since disappeared; the places that were once orchards and farmland have now become cold concrete forests; and the air is no longer fresh, and the windy weather Sometimes, there will be sandy weather; the once prosperous bird and animal populations either migrate or become extinct. Here, you can only see traces of mice at night.

He is also getting older, wrinkles are creeping up on his forehead, his speech is no longer clear, and his hands and feet are no longer flexible. He must use crutches when going out.

So now, he just likes to wander around the cherry blossom forest, and then use his blurred vision to distinguish the figure that haunts him in the crowd.

At this time, the hospital has issued a critical illness notice.

As long as we meet once, he thought silently in his heart, if we meet again, I will have no regrets.

Today, he felt that his body was particularly refreshed. Although he was a little exhausted, he still took a walk in the cherry blossom forest, no, cherry blossom park, as usual.

Going around to the inner flower tree, he raised his head and searched for the promise between him and her on the tree trunk.

The scratches he had made when he was a child have now grown very tall. Among the faint petals, the scattered sunlight made him unable to open his eyes.

Another year, cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

A pair of children passed by him laughing, and a trace of sadness suddenly rose in his heart.

“I remember when we were young, I loved chatting and you loved laughing. Once we sat side by side under the peach tree, the wind was blowing in the trees and the birds were chirping. We fell asleep somehow, and we couldn’t tell how many flowers fell in our dreams. ”

My eyes followed the direction of the pair of children, but I almost missed a familiar figure.

He was stunned, rubbed his eyes, and saw the figure slowly walking towards him.

She is still so pretty, as if time has never cast a spell on her.

And he seemed to have become younger, wearing his iconic student uniform.

The scenery around me has become familiar. There are no high-rise buildings, no straight roads, and no bad smells.

When time goes back to the starting point, it is still the county seat, the same place under the cherry blossom tree, and the same him and her as before.

None of us would break that promise.

Of course, no one can escape the testimony under the cherry blossom trees.

Haha.

"Oh! Why did you hit me!" the girl said angrily, looking at the naughty boy in front of her.

"I just had a long, long dream!" The boy gestured exaggeratedly with his hands.

"Really? Tell me~~" The girl's eyes flickered.

"I just dreamed that we grew up, and then your father picked you up, and then we never saw each other again, and then..." the boy described vividly.

"Then what? Then what!" The girl's voice was trembling with urgency.

"Then you turned into a wrinkled old woman! Haha!!!" The boy jumped up and ran far away.

"Ouch!!! You are so evil! I will sue your mother~~" The girl stood up angrily and ran home along the path.

"La la la~ Mom is not at home~~"

"I don't want to pay attention to you!"

"You..."

"..."

The voices of the two playing were gradually blown away by the wind. Under the setting sun, the cherry blossoms were dyed like blood in the rain. Yin Hong, grand.

A childhood love that witnesses the cherry blossoms of a lifetime.