He is over forty years old, recently nostalgic thoughts often not the name Chung heart, ginkgo tree of the past gradually from the vague memory becomes clearer, reflection and remorse tangled together, painfully drives him to write down the dusty story.
That year he was assigned to work in a remote village. On the opposite side of the township government has a shape of the crest of the mountain, the white ribbon like, at the end of a path, a piece of shade shade silhouettes with several small villages. He first to the countryside is in the mountains a village, Mao grass path twists and turns, arduous climb top beam, saw the endlessly rising peaks, mountains, such as Dai, panoramic view of the river; col Madadayo smoke, crow long villagers leisurely, children indulge frolic, Yamamura Nejinga, away from the hustle and bustle. He was deeply intoxicated by the beauty of the world.
Every time they come here to stay, is a family Houpo terrace on the mountain ridge. Master in his fifties, competent enthusiasm, once served as the village elementary school substitute teacher, he and bones through a subsidiary angry, poor clung to farming family adage, to teach in the Outlander's little daughter is his pride, is this poor and remote flying for number of Golden Phoenix. Met with his daughter is a beautiful encounter. It was a Sunday afternoon, he is waiting for a car to return to work, just she and an acquaintance and walk to, see she is of medium height, well-dressed, melon seeds face, perched on his nose with a pair of glasses, and dangerous. They traveled together, chat while walking, from school anecdotes, to Taiwan writer Sanmao romantic story, very speculative, met for the first time "that person but in the lights dim" feeling.
Soon, she was transferred back to the hometown middle school. There is a tree with famed far and near the ancient ginkgo tree in the middle school, at least hundreds of years of history, tree pole sturdy and forceful, vigorous growth, branches and leaves whirling, shade Zade, thousands of grace, until the fall of the full golden tree, fruit, indeed, is a here scenery. His love is sailing from here. Under the shade of ginkgo tree, they or play the piano, or read essays or pick up the gingko, or looking forward to the future emotion blend, accumulation and sublimation, each other can not be separated. She is like a magnet, fascinated him, change him, let him to the top, Hung Up. He deeply realize "one day not seeing, such as every Sanqiu" taste, the most happy is to accompany her home, Haoyuedangkong, moonlight, such as washing, valley was filled with the light of dusk, mountains full of poetic, everything is so cute, they leisurely marching in the mountain road, there is no trace of fear and loneliness. Tired of walking, cuddling on the top of the mountain grassland, enjoy recounting the endless prattle, listening to the sounds of nature, reluctant to leave.
However, unexpected situation, God seems to be a deliberate test of love faithful, a fatal problem suddenly lie in between them, all kinds of rumors in succession and, like a basin of cold water pledge hit. Perhaps love to hate the depth to deep, inner torment and suffering made him difficult to control, hate hate zoom in to the extreme, condensed into unresolved deadlock. At the same time, he was removed from this sad place. Out of the original intention of the cool reflection, he temporarily cut off from her contacts, hope that time can sell all this.
Finally she decided to be fatigued with the journey to riding a bike to him, people have worn many, really want to save this affection. They talked for a long time, she painfully telling the truth, including and after he broke up the situation, he stubbornly still illegal out of the horn tip, made a regrettable decision. Looking at the back of her left, he has been unable to control their feelings, burst into tears, the tears includes pain, frustration and deeply apologetic.
Good things often do not know what to cherish, once lost can not be recovered. Dust laden love has in the past nearly 20 years, each of them are married, but the longer, more not sacrifice, not put is during that sailed the seven seas of emotion, forever in their hearts forever pain, unresolved tree still graceful ginkgo tree and tree of the past.