Whoever lives, and those who have anything to do with words, are never happy.
He had never felt that before, just because he loved the smell of those ink-marked books and the contentment of chanting at will.
Then, when I look back over the years, or when I experience the changes in my beauty and beautiful head, I feel grateful for the feeling that "remains traces of the dreams of other years, and every flower and tree is tender".
Later, I slowly got used to being accompanied by words. Did it start in the summer of that year? Or did it start in the autumn after summer, when no one mentioned the words Jingyun or Qianqian?
Maybe both.
Therefore, many years later, he is hiding in the dark or light night with long or short words, and no longer makes any announcement.
Ouyang Fuqian and Jingyun slowly appeared in his words, then slowly disappeared, becoming that summer, and finally faded into the original memory.
He had imagined countless times that when he met Ouyang Fuqian again, he would smile and call her cousin.
Or, is it Qianqian?
However, such a situation has never happened before, from graduating from fifth grade to graduating from junior high school, and then graduating from high school during the three years in Yunling.
That distant summer, and the girl with two braids, slowly faded away, and the memory became blurred.
He even began to wonder if there was an error in his own memory.
That old summer didn't exist.
The girl with two braids that almost went up was just a character in his own imagination and no longer existed.
When I turned to the first treasure box, I suddenly couldn't find the original handkerchief with sharp corners. What I couldn't find was the pink letter I received later, as well as the exquisite dark blue hourglass.
He looked around in a panic, in his own room.
In the end, it was never found.
He asked his mother, but she didn’t know.
He asked Daddy, Daddy, you are a man, when did you ever use a handkerchief?
He asked Xiu Xiu, Xiu Xiu, brother, did you remember it wrong? I've never seen an hourglass. What is an hourglass?
He found it.
Lailai smiled and touched his head, then gave him a punch, laughed, and laughed, do you want to ask Tian Jingjing for a handkerchief? Can I help you find her to get one? It's just, so ugly.
He began to doubt.
Then, smile.
When I turned around, dragonflies flew by, and I realized that it was summer again.
In July, the summer solstice has arrived.
The moonlight is like water, and memories are flying. The gray-white courtyard is hidden in the pure moonlight. Zheng suddenly remembered the words "the heart is like plain paper" when the music played.
The sound of music flowing in the room is like a river. The left bank is his fading memories, the right bank is his bright years worth holding on to, and what flows in the middle is his faint sentimentality every year!
After a long time, he has become as tough as ivy. Even if he says goodbye, he will not cry. Even if he loses, he will not be sad. He hides his sadness and smiles at everyone.
Will the crescent moon at night, and the moonlight in that courtyard, many years later, become such a reminder of the clear clouds and clear wind, or will it stop somewhere and add dust?
The moonlight shines down, and there is a kind of quiet beauty, like the flowing time, silent and leisurely, passing through the memory, flying like a butterfly, shuttling outside the memory.
After that, he began to like the moon and regarded himself as the missing moon.
So, now, many years later, on his journey, he experiences, realizes, and forgets.
From one place to another, the starting point is far away and the end point is unknown.
However, some answers are already written at the beginning. Such as sentimentality, such as persistence. And he was always on the road from one place to another.
But, I forgot why I set out in the first place.
Suddenly, I remembered Teacher Zhang from my school days, whom I had not seen for many years.
When I saw him again, he still looked the same as he did six years ago, seemingly unchanged.
When he mentioned School Cao with great joy, he found that the corners of Teacher Zhang's eyes were quietly moist.
Later, Teacher Zhang asked him if he liked School Cao?
Liu Ruixuan nodded affirmatively, he liked it very much.
Yes. Teacher Zhang nodded in agreement, and he liked it too.
Later, he found out that Cao Xiao was originally a student of Teacher Zhang.
However, Teacher Zhang never told him that School Cao was teaching the Mathematical Olympiad class at Jingyun No. 1 Middle School, the year he graduated.
He then thought that he wanted to be like Teacher Zhang, and he wanted to be a teacher like School Cao.
After graduating from high school, he stayed in Jingyun, at Jingyun Normal University, which was only two stops away from Yunling Middle School.
In his free time at college, he wrote more and more.
His name began to appear in the school newspaper of Jingyun Normal University, his tofu cubes appeared in Jingyun's evening newspaper, and his name was naturally indispensable in Yunling's county newspaper.
Suddenly one day, a girl walked up to him, and the literary club of Jingyun Normal University extended an invitation to him.
He decisively refused.
He writes just for memory, not for publicity.
Publishing or publishing was not his original intention, it was just a habit.
He keeps walking like this, one journey after another; he keeps remembering, paragraph after paragraph. Apart from himself, who do these long or short words seem to have something to do with?
You know?
There is moonlight outside the window, and the moonlight is like water. It is very similar to the crescent moon that first hit my eyes many years ago. In the blink of an eye, it has been ten years.
He closed the diary gently and locked it.
He also closed up memories of summer after summer. It has been a year since he came to Jingyun.
In the huge Jingyun campus, he walked alone, with no one around him.
When I come to the Officer Command School, I naturally want to meet him. We can meet him once a week.
However, there was nothing interesting between two big boys, so when Lailai came to see him in October, he decisively refused. From now on, don't come to him every week, making the two of them seem to be in love. Same.
Lailai burst out laughing, laughing, right? He is my childhood sweetheart.
Childhood sweetheart?
He was startled for a moment.
Lailai was startled for a moment, scratched his head as usual, and laughed again: Just don't worry about it, I just like you.
After that, I pushed him habitually.
Liu Ruixuan also laughed, this was a belated confession.
Hu Lai curled his lips, late? You are unmarried and I am unmarried?
Right. Liu Ruixuan also laughed, reached out and pushed Hu Lai, and said that we would get married when we graduate.
School Hu Lai smiled and put his right hand on Liu Ruixuan's shoulder unconsciously.
No way? A girl passed by, murmured in surprise, looked at them, and left quickly.
Hu Lai patted Liu Ruixuan, and the two of them laughed. The laughter frightened unknown birds flying from the sycamore tree.
And Xiuxiu was still in Yunling. Every week when he went to Yunling to watch Xiuxiu, a group of girls from the Yunling campus would follow him from a distance and talk loudly, "Hey, this is Liu Xiu's boyfriend." ,How handsome.
Liu Xiu is really happy, with good grades and a boyfriend who is so tall and handsome.
When Xiuxiu heard this, she hugged his arm and leaned her head over him.
There was an exclamation from behind, and a whistle that came out of nowhere.
Good grades are the last word. Doesn’t Principal Cao even care?
That was tacitly approved by Captain Cao.
In a flash, a year has passed, and he has gone from the June of his freshman year to the June of his sophomore year.
Summer has arrived again.
At the end of June, he heard the sound of spring approaching.
Liu Ruixuan sniffed, opened his eyes slightly, and the first quarter moon crashed into his eyes again. Just like the summer when he woke up in his yard eight years ago, the moonlight was like water, and the water was like water.
And he, the person in front of him.
Hey, where is the person?
Liu Ruixuan sniffed and rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, he realized that he seemed to be holding someone?
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