Sit with you in the evening breeze surrounded by twilight. Before the moonlight rises, before you forget, cook a pot of fireworks and talk about stories that do not grow old.
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Tonight, the wind is clear, the moon is bright, you and I are the masters of the night, looking at each other, whispering with the years, the past into a flower of brilliant, images in each other's memories.
The golden autumn sun is very warm, in such a day, walked into that period of unforgettable green years.
At that time, could have gone to the county to attend high school, but a moment of negligence, the score is very low, can only go to an ordinary high school. In this way, he walked into the gate of the school in a depressed mood.
That day, my heart was a little cold under the drizzle. Just entering the school gate, a girl shouted from behind: "the classmate in front, could you help me with my luggage?"
Turning around, a girl with short hair was carrying a big bag in her left hand, a bag in her back and a small bag in her right hand, running in a hurry, as if she had just got off the bus. Reluctantly, he turned back, picked up the biggest bag and walked side by side with her.
"Hey, classmate, did you just come to report?" "Oh, yes."
"which township are you from? What's your name? " My name is Ming, from Huaihe Township. "
"then why did you come to this school? Didn't you do well in the score exam? " .
On the 500-meter road, she asked a lot of questions, which made me very angry. It was not good if I didn't answer. It was as if I wanted to check my hukou. I had to ask about the eighth generation of people. What kind of person is this?
When I finally got to the door of the girls' dormitory, I put down my luggage and told her that I was not going in. I can't believe she didn't want me to send it to her room. All right, send it. Alas, such a girl ah, I am full of unwilling, who understands my plight!
The next day, the names of the people in each class were posted on the school bulletin board. It's nice that several students from one of our townships got together again. I noticed a classmate's name: Zhang Lingling, it's not her, is it?
Early in the morning, several of us found the class, and grabbed the seats, talking loudly in the class, showing our strength: don't mess with me, buddy!
At eight o'clock, the teacher led a classmate in. I looked up and said, "Oh, my God, it's really her!"
"students, let me introduce you. Zhang Lingling transferred to us from the county town. I hope you can help each other and study hard!" In the first class, the teacher arranged seats for us. Intentionally or unintentionally, the teacher unexpectedly arranged her and me on the same table, that is to say, we were deskmates!
Sixteen-year-old flower season, what a beautiful season! The sky is blue, the wind is elegant, the heart is light, the flower is delicate and beautiful!
One is a mountain doll coming from the countryside, and the other is a beautiful fairy flying from a small county town, sitting on a table, can there be no contradiction? It is a pity that I have never seen a girl wear high heels before, but Zhang Lingling actually wears high heels to class every day. When she is happy, she takes off her shoes and sits cross-legged on the stool to read. Moreover, her fair skin, melon seed face, a pair of round eyes, always staring at my pair of cloth shoes, smiling and unsmiling, made me very shy. What kind of girl is this?
In the morning reading every day, I always wait for Ling to ring before I sit in my seat, so that she won't have to ask questions again. Zhang Lingling came early, wiped the table clean, and was already reading silently in the morning. She has a faint fragrance, not strong, but elegant, there is no flavor in rural girls. Squeeze past her every day, can always stay in the heart, lingering. She is a hard-working girl. For some reason, such a good school in the county town does not go to school, but she comes to this remote place and goes back to the county seat every week. I always wanted to ask her, but I didn't have the courage to ask.
In this way, I got used to her existence, the smell of her body, and the way she asked questions. I was no longer afraid of her staring at my cloth shoes. Sometimes I even took off her shoes and crouched on the stool to read, and she would never say that it was bad in the countryside. Sometimes, will look at her in a trance, so beautiful! I don't know since when, her shadow always appears faintly in my mind!
The freshmen of the whole grade took the first test two months later. As a result, I was the first in the class, the sixth in the whole grade, and the second in Zhang Lingling's class and the tenth in the whole grade!
Some people say that after the wrong shoulder, what is left behind is a stranger. Gradually go away, some fate, some feelings, perhaps doomed to the length from the beginning. When coming, such as dew glittering and translucent; when leaving, like a meteor passing by. Can not hold back, after all, is that moment of time!
One day in early spring, the teacher of early reading didn't come. When I walked into the classroom, I suddenly found that her seat was empty, and my heart suddenly felt a little lost. what happened to her? Are you sick? Or did something happen? I didn't know how I got there that morning. I stared out of the window and didn't notice when Rain Water was dripping outside.
After class, I went to my room to look for her, but she wasn't there either. Ask her roommate, and they say they don't know. I asked the head teacher again, but I didn't know, and I didn't ask for leave. In this way, my heart has been hanging all day! What's going on? is it love? At an age when you don't know what love is.
Three days later, Lingling appeared in her seat, but her face was so pale and her eyes seemed a little helpless.
I asked her softly, "how are you, Lingling?" She looked up and looked at me carefully: "No, my mother asked me to go back to the county to study, I am reluctant to leave!"
"then why did you come here to study in the first place?" The answer, which I wanted to know for a long time, blurted out now.
"my father and mother divorced and there was no way for me to study in a quiet environment. It happened that the principal of this school was my mother's classmate, so my mother transferred me to this school. Coincidentally, when I was reporting that day, I happened to know you. At that time, you were so corny, I wanted to laugh at you, but during this period of time with your deskmate, your simplicity, kindness, diligence and progress made me know you again and fell in love with you. Ming, do you know? This time, my parents got divorced, and I decided to follow my mother. My mother asked me to go back to the county to study, but I didn't want to leave here. What should I do? " Lingling burst into tears.
Who says teenagers don't know what it's like to worry! Looking at her clear eyes, full of sadness, and a touch of trouble, I bowed my head and could not say what it was like. I turned around and looked out of the window. It was so foggy outside that I couldn't see the classroom on the other side. What can I say? After all, the teaching level in the county is much better. I don't have any reason to keep her here, and the separation of relatives is not what I want, not to mention that her mother has just divorced and needs the company of her daughter. What excuse do I have to ask her to stay?
"when will you leave and I'll see you off?" I asked, suppressing the surging heart of the teenager.
"I haven't decided yet. What do you think?" Lingling looked a little shy and bowed her head. "I like you."
"Lingling, I like you, too. But this is not where you stay. The teaching level in the county is high, and there is a high chance of going to college. Besides, mom needs your comfort, doesn't she? " I said in a low voice, feeling a little lost.
"however, I can also study well here. With your help, I think I can pass the examination. My mother asked me to go back to the city as soon as possible. I didn't say yes to her. I want to hear your opinion. " Lingling stared at me and wiped away her tears.
Life blooms beautifully in freedom, and happiness enters the heart in indifferent serenity, so how should the feelings of boys and girls in bloom be described?
Xue Xiao Zen once said that time has long added the best things to the people who practice it, and the most wonderful thing is light, stable, leisurely, and also the most natural heart.
At the moment, we are pure friendship, without the slightest greed, completely from each other's point of view to consider the problem, I think this is also the usual conduct of rural people. Finally, under my strong persuasion and the urging of my mother, Lingling left with tears in her eyes.
That day, it was raining moderately. Lingling's mother wanted to find a car to pick her up, but Lingling refused and said that a classmate would take her back. I was carrying the big bag that Lingling had when she came. Lingling was carrying a small bag and holding a bag in her hand. We walked slowly out of the school gate along the road where we came. Rain Water wet my and her hair, wet my and her clothes, but also wet my and her heart of the flower season, the cool taste.
We walked side by side, Lingling still had a faint fragrance, her eyes were fixed on her toes, and the sound of high heels hitting the ground was as clear as ever. The same girl who just entered the school is still so young, but her heart is a little wet in such a rainy day.
"take me to the county seat and get to know my home, will you, Ming?" We're almost at the station, Lingling said softly.
My heart is in tears, go or not? "No, I'll call Mom and pick you up when I get to the county."
"Why?" Lingling burst into tears. I didn't know it was Rain Water. Anyway, she burst into tears.
I put down my luggage, stretched out my hands, hugged Lingling, and Lingling also put down things, clasping me around, looking at each other, as if to carve each other in memory and never forget. I bowed my head and kissed her forehead: I want you to be happy! Happy!
Rain Water, I do not know when to stop, the sun is rising from the east!
I don't know how many cars have gone, but Lingling still doesn't want to leave. Finally, I forced her into the car. the moment she turned around, Lingling put a note into my hand: remember to find me in the county! Picked up my head and gently kissed my lips!
The car started, Lingling and I waved goodbye, watching the distant shadow of the car, aftertaste of my first kiss, unexpectedly has a bitter sweet taste! Let's go, my deskmate, my first love, my Lingling!
Many years later, I never disturbed her life. Lingling once came to me and talked about our future, but I didn't have the courage to promise her anything. Yes, in that era, if you can't give happiness to the one you love, you might as well let her find the happiness that really belongs to her. This is also a kind of love, even though it's a little sad!
Tonight, the moonlight is just right, I and Lingling meet time, pick up scattered memories, let my heart in Lingling's dream, Ren miss free growth, borrow a place of moonlight, sprinkled with unaged stories, written in each other's years, warm fragrance!
Tonight, recall the past, as before; tonight, recall the past, Enron.
Tonight, recall the past, each sweet!
Author: passers-by in a hurry
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