Beautiful mistake

My hoof is a beautiful mistake. I am not a person, but a passer.

- Zheng Yuyu "Error"

The forward name of Lingda’s family is called Xiaoyin, and it is very petite and exquisite. There are white snow-like skin, with a grassy spring atmosphere, the twin flashes of alum, often with flowing liquid, like the dew on the early morning leaves, as if touched gently will slip down. Before the age of 16, Xue Yin’s life was only a sweet boudoir, a delicate dressing table, beautiful ornaments and purple flowers after the spring of March. In addition, it is the dusty, perennial closed mahogany with a large lock door and a high gray wall of gray bluestone - Ling Daren is an official outside the country, there are no males at home, and few people come to visit.

There is a pavilion in the house. Although it is not a high point in a small town, it can count the best, but the key is always in the hands of the father - a qualified rich lady can not be eroded by the foul wind outside.

For 16 years, her world has only the sky on a regular-shaped yard, either sunny or overcast, and occasionally a few birds have passed without leaving any traces. Sometimes she can hear the sound of drumming outside, sometimes mixed with people's laughter. She often thinks that there may be butterflies kissing flowers outside, bees in the flowers, back and forth, dancing with joy, Huang Qi singing songs on the branches, fish in the pond, not like the garden in the home. It’s so simple and lacks vitality, but a cute little fish that is hard to come by. It has a colorful pattern on the body, swimming in the open lotus bush... There are people, there must be many people outside, at least dozens , or a few hundred, or even more than she can imagine. Some of them are in a hurry, some are calm; some are twilight, some are smiling; some are horses, some are strolling... everything will be beautiful, not like here, oppressive Come.

Finally, Ling Daren was promoted to the Ministry of Education and went home to save the family. I don't know where the courage came from, Xue Yin actually took the key of the shackle and climbed up the pavilion she had long been cherished - the world outside.

When she gently pushed open the window, she saw a man at first sight, riding a horse and coming to this side. She looked at him affectionately, but he looked up at random, just in time with her gaze. She smiled lightly, her face was flushed, and he just lowered his head gently, with a clear light in his eyes.

Xue Yin thought, why is there only black and white in my life, at most, the color line is a female, but he has such a rich life? Why does she want to live in a prison-like squat, but he can go to the distance for his own ideals? Why is he so clean, drifting outside but still pure and heart-warming? She just wants to see his world, is it really colorful, and then come together, white bright, just as his eyes are faintly clear.

Waiting, waiting, he finally did not appear again. Maybe, after all, he is just a passer.

The afterglow of the Western Ocean shrouded the entire spring, and yes, everything has recovered.

A man with a dowry rushed to Lingfu to ask for a kiss, that is the clear him. He had heard that Miss Ling Jia was outstanding and talented. Kosho seems to have been splashed with cold water in the face - he only saw the black gauze, the white bunting - Miss Ling recently jumped from the pavilion and committed suicide. But only there is that she is happy, the eyes are brand new, clean and beautiful world, there is him. She felt that she had grown a pair of wings and was being called to heaven.

His eyes are no longer clear in the past, and the filthy tears have lost all the beauty. For her, he rode his horse with ideals; for her, he rode his horse and returned with joy. However, in the life of Xue Yin, as if he was always a passer.

My hoof is a beautiful mistake.