Years later, when the prosperity has faded away, the time is still quiet, and half a cup of warmth can warm a lifetime.
Su Qianqian sat quietly aside and listened carefully. In this autumn when the rain covered her eyes, she held the pink letter and listened to Grandpa Li, who was over fifty years old and with a full head of hair, explain to her what SMART is...
"Ahem," Principal Li cleared his throat and glanced at Su Qianqian, "Didn't you hear your father mention it?"
Su Qian smiled sweetly: "No Ying"
Principal Li was startled for a moment, then laughed again: "Then grandpa will explain it to you."
"Okay." Su Qianqian responded obediently, and then stood up.
"Ahem," Principal Li, who was sitting on the stool, raised his eyes and looked up at Su Qianqian, "We are chatting, not having class. There is no need to stand up to listen."
This child is so well-behaved that he is a little uncomfortable with the rules!
He was sitting and she was standing. This feeling of looking up had not happened for a long time!
A little uncomfortable!
"Hehe." Su Qian smiled slightly, turned around, and walked towards the courtyard.
Principal Li's slightly surprised call came from behind: "Hey, Qianqian."
Su Qianqian stopped in front of the main room, turned around and smiled sweetly at Grandpa Li, then turned and walked into the house.
Hey! What's going on with this child?
Principal Li was startled, raised his eyebrows slightly, and stood up.
The more he shouted, the more she ran away!
It all went inside the house and couldn't come out. What about good goal setting and planning?
It’s a child after all!
As soon as you think about it, it comes out.
What can he do with the child?
Of course I'm going to take a look.
Principal Li glanced at the two door gods in front of the hall door, raised his eyes and walked over.
Just two steps away, she saw Su Qianqian coming out of the room, holding a cat-head ballpoint pen in her left hand and her favorite pink locked diary in her right hand.
Huh? Principal Li smiled sarcastically, raised his hand to touch the back of his head, and sat down quickly.
The misunderstanding is shallow!
"Okay, Grandpa Li," Su Qianqian sat on the stool opposite, spread out her diary, and smiled sweetly at Principal Li, "It's time to talk."
"Yes." Principal Li couldn't help but nodded repeatedly, "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Qian Qian is a good habit."
"Hehe." Su Qianqian smiled sweetly, "I learned it from my sister."
Um? Principal Li was startled for a moment, then nodded repeatedly, "You two kids are pretty good."
That's natural!
Su Qianqian's eyebrows were raised slightly, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her eyes were moving, she glanced at Grandpa Li opposite, and then looked at the diary in front of her.
Of course my sister is very good!
She, of course, is pretty good too! She is getting closer to her sister little by little!
A gust of cool breeze whizzed past the door, blowing in a bit of coolness.
Su Qianqian turned her head and glanced at the door. Under the poplar tree at the entrance of the courtyard, many leaves had fallen again. Autumn had really arrived.
Autumn is here, can spring be far behind?
Looking at the fallen leaves fluttering in the wind, Su Qianqian suddenly remembered what Grandpa Li said not long ago about setting off in autumn.
Thinking of it at this moment, I suddenly realized that it was so appropriate!
Autumn is a season that dramatically connects the brilliance of life with the withering of life. It can turn joy into doubt almost overnight. Even in the same landscape, there is abundance here and loneliness there. .
However, she now also knows that all this is not Qiu's fault, but that Qiu Rao is sad.
Therefore, in this pastoral village full of trees and flowers, a village where you can best feel the changes of the four seasons, Grandpa Li told her that autumn is the season of collecting, and autumn is also the season of departure.
So, what about her?
He glanced at the pink diary in front of him and the pink letter from his sister tucked inside the diary.
Su Qianqian understood more and more that in this autumn, no, starting from this autumn, she would choose to start in autumn just like Grandpa Li said and like her sister expected.
Starting in autumn, condense the deepest yearning in your heart into a gust of wind, blowing through the fields of autumn dusk, greeting every living creature in autumn.
Time will not stop, and there will be no gaps in the seasons. Autumn will also not bring eternal perfection and enrichment to people. Autumn is just the beginning in a higher sense.
In autumn, one should not be intoxicated for too long. Indulgence can only make people tremble and be at a loss in the harsh winter. In autumn, one should not just sigh. The turning of golden yellow into withered yellow is a kind of withering, but also a kind of new life.
If she only sings an elegy for the withering, then she will never hear the sonata of new life; in autumn, there cannot be too much frustration, and there is too much gloom in the heart. Even if all she is given is a sunny day and a clear sky, how can she penetrate the thick The frozen soil gives it a touch of green for spring?
Su Qianqian blinked slightly.
She chose to set off in autumn. Autumn, in fact, is a beginning.
Put the more or less harvest into the diary, leave the real and illusory pursuit to the years, shake off the laughter of satisfaction and the sorrow of dissatisfaction, forget the futile hard work, and forget the luck that is not hard work. , Facing the one-to-one strong northwest wind, I chose to set off in autumn.
Not far away, the singing voice of the messenger uncle came again.
Su Qianqian couldn't help frowning and smiled. This autumn, she would learn from Uncle Wang, go on the road with confidence, and use full faith and courage to fulfill her persistent footsteps.
Climbing to the rooftops of the city to see the stars, the blue is as bright and beautiful as if there were several layers of nebulae superimposed on each other; walking to the outskirts of the city to see the sun, falling leaves in the distant rural villages, watching autumn approaching little by little, only to realize that life can actually be So peaceful and peaceful.
Su Qianqian leaned on the chair and stool, watching the rows of rain outside the door sweeping in from a distance and then passing away quickly. She knew clearly that she was not in Jingyun.
Jingyun is three hundred kilometers away from her!
She is a little far away from Jingyun, but also very close!
In September, she came from Jingyun, and in the next September, she will return to Jingyun from here.
And then, in the next September, maybe Rui will also walk to Jingyun and be beside her and her sister.
Moving from the city to the countryside is like moving from new poetry with hazy imagery to Tang poetry and Song lyrics, from fashion girls to classical ladies, and from the liquid in the goblet to the roots of crops. Missing the countryside in the brightly lit city is like the stream missing the canyon, and the children missing their grandmother. That in itself is a beautiful expectation!
Then, let her at this moment, in a beautiful pastoral village, live in the present with all her heart, and feel this rare scenery.
Approach a piece of grass, a drop of water, an insect, understand a piece of grass, put the grass in your mouth and taste it. I also want to dig a hole, plant myself in it, pour some water, and stand upright to feel the grass and trees growing in the soil, to experience the freedom and beauty of life, and to think about the deep feeling and charm of autumn. .
In this autumn, which is getting colder, be an indifferent, leisurely, leisurely, distant rural autumn viewer.
Travel across mountains and rivers, wear red and green to realize a wish, use every breeze to polish years of desire, put every piece of soil to test its weight.
In this autumn, which is getting colder, I travel through mountains and rivers, wearing red and green, to realize a wish, polish my years of desire with every breeze, and put every piece of soil to test its weight.
"Qianqian."
Grandpa Li is calling her again.
Su Qianqian turned around and smiled sweetly at Principal Li.
"Okay, let's do this SMART."
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