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postcard

Time: 2015-06-19 Source: Original Editor: Zhang Xiaocai Read: Times

He found a postcard in his mailbox that did not belong to him. It was a hand-painted postcard with a special European-style building painted on it. Flip to the back and write,

The weather here is dear to you, I hope you are here.

K

He didn't know the person named K, so he thought it was a postcard sent by mistake. But the address on the postcard was his home address. Maybe it was a careless traveler who wanted to send it to his favorite person, but sent it to him. Because it was impossible to return it to the original sender, he had to leave the postcard. He stuck the postcard to the refrigerator, perhaps because the hand-drawn drawing prevented him from throwing it away.

Not long after, he received another postcard, which was also a hand-painted postcard. This time he painted a beautiful landscape. The lake surrounded by lush mountains shone, and a small boat was lying quietly central. It says on the back,

To dear you, looking at the reflection in the water, thinking of you.

K

This K is really a careless person, he thought so, it should be hard to be his lover. Even postcards can be sent by mistake. If he is his lover, he will definitely not care about him when he returns. I felt that he had traveled for so long without sending a letter, and didn't care about himself at all. He secretly feels sad for this K's lover, but feels a little ecstatic for himself who can receive the postcard. Although this postcard was not sent to myself. He put the postcard on the refrigerator again.

After that, he kept receiving postcards from K. There were beautiful churches, noisy coffee houses, peaceful night scenes, lively festivals, etc. The beginning of each letter was to my dear you, and the content was nothing more than travel. Feelings, or feelings of missing. If you really miss it so much, why not come back to see him? He couldn't help thinking about it. The contents of the letter showed that K should love the recipient, but K seemed to be traveling all over the place without any intention of returning. . What kind of person is K's lover? He imagined that maybe she was a beautiful and slender but strong-willed woman, so she could endure K's willfulness; maybe she was a petite noisy girl, so K had to travel everywhere The long-distance relationship allows K to remember her beauty and forget the quarrel between them. If K's beloved is not her, then he is just like himself. He smiled secretly. In any case, it was a matter between K and his lover, nothing to do with him as an outsider. By convention, he sticks postcards on the refrigerator.

Soon, the refrigerator was filled with postcards from K. Sometimes, he would sit in front of the refrigerator silently and look at each picture on the postcard, as if he was traveling with K, and they went from here together. Roaming from one city to another. But when he looked back, he found himself sitting on a chair in a small room, in front of the old refrigerator that was gradually damaged. If, just if, he is K's lover, he will definitely travel with K instead of being the one who can only receive postcards. Maybe, in this way, he can leave this boring world. He is worthless and can have meaning.

The last time I received a letter from K, there was a warm hut painted on it, K wrote,

To my dear you, I will wait for you here all the time, light a lamp and wait for you.

K

He panicked, thinking that K could not wait for his favorite person all his life, because the person who received the letter was not him, but himself. What should I do? How can I contact K's lover? He suddenly thought that maybe K's lover lived here before, but K didn't know he had moved, so he kept sending postcards here. Just know the person who lived in this room before him. He thought so. But when he asked the landlord who had lived here before, the landlord said that the man had moved out of the room because of marriage.

K's lover is married, he did not continue to wait for K here, but K did not know. He felt very sad, wondering whether it was K who kept sending postcards to his lover but did not know that he had left, or K's lover who was waiting for K but was left unbearable.

Later, he rented out the room, carrying a small luggage bag, which contained all his belongings, including all postcards sent by K. He began to travel, following the pattern on the postcard, and following the trajectory of K's travel. Everywhere he went, he felt that K was standing beside him and traveling with him. Perhaps the cup of coffee he was drinking was also K's.

In the end, he reached the end of the trip. Although the small house on the postcard that K sent last, although it was late, the house still had a light on, as if waiting for his arrival, although he was not K Someone waiting, but he thought, at least he wanted to see K, the K who pulled himself away from the boring world.

He stepped forward and rang the bell at the door.

END

Although I want to create a sense of helpless loneliness, I don't know if it will succeed. Suggest BGM when watching: the meaning of travel-Chen Qizhen

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