Beautiful encounter

It was a Saturday afternoon, at a station, in a busy city, two strange and familiar figures suddenly passed me. One of them wore a white coat and skirt, eyes, long flowing hair and petite figure, which left a deep memory on me! The other is smaller than her and has no eyes. She follows her around. At that time, they were either on their way or wandering around the station, waiting anxiously for the bus. Finally, I caught the No.35 bus in a hurry, left despondently and disappeared in front of my eyes in a hurry.

I found her at first sight, and I was surprised! Is this her? How can I see her? We met beautifully in a strange place at the same time. Although she didn't find me, I found her. I was embarrassed when I found her. I don't know her yet. I don't know her name, where she comes from or where she lives. I had time to delay her catching the bus, but when I wanted to yell at her, I finally held back. Watching her slip away from me in the car, although the car roared past me, I greeted her warmly!

It's not the first time that she has appeared in front of my eyes. This meeting is also accidental, just like we know each other, purely accidental. She is a good friend in my blog. As for when she paid attention to my blog, there is no way to know. At that time, she often came to my blog, read my words and left me messages. That's how I met her. It was because I saw the photos in her blog that I was sure she was hers when I met her at the station. Otherwise, even if she really appeared in front of me and she walked by me, we wouldn't know each other.

That day, when I returned to work, I couldn't wait to open my blog and leave a message to her, telling her that I met her somewhere and at some time. She read the information and didn't believe it at first. Later, I gave her a detailed description of the meeting, time and place, and she didn't believe me either. She said it was her. She and her friends are catching a bus at that station. I am very happy to see her reply. I think the world is really amazing and small. We may live in the same city and don't know each other, but suddenly one day, in a strange place, at the same time, we suddenly met. This is an inexplicable fate, and the world is really beautiful!

Later, I looked forward to such an adventure. Every time I pass there, I hope to meet her there. However, God never gave me such an opportunity again. Every time I open my blog, I also hope that she can come to see my blog, but every time she doesn't come, or even come in. I left her a message, but she didn't answer. She just disappeared from my sight for no reason, and I'll never see her again.

I feel so lost that I really want to see her again. She may still live in our same city, or she may not remember me for a long time. And which beautiful meeting is very impressive, often reminds me of her beautiful figure! To this end, I wrote this blog here, hoping that she can understand it. Now, I regret it very much Why didn't I have the courage to go up and say hello to her? Maybe after we meet, she can see the real me. Now that I have quietly left that city, I wonder if he still lives in that city. She is my only impression of living in that city. I will tell her here, I will always remember her, and I hope she will live well and be happy!