But, but relatively, relative to that time, I myself felt good, even the head teacher praised me like this, the title, honorifics, the inscription, the date and format are very correct, the content is deep, the metaphor is appropriate and decent, at that time he also said that I am very literate, it is really a small lotus to show sharp corners, the only drawback is that there are too many words Of course, these "precious" opinions and suggestions were caught and taught by him when he was writing love letters in class, and when he said that, I believed it to be true, and I put it in the textbook you lent me.
I remember the mood at that time, slightly apprehensive, and a little shy, but what I can't hide is the expectation of you in my heart.
Thinking of that love letter, Jian Hao's brows were locked more and more tightly, and he became more and more unbearable to look back, the torrential rain was still like a note, and the vegetation in the yard was scattered in the morning, and when it fell to the previous scene, Brother Hao had already cleaned up everything under the eaves, and looked at the two ghost wives beside him who were fascinated, so he simply leaned on the rocking chair to watch Hongyu and continue to think about Yiren. 4。
In the year when the painful distance between you and me circled, the tide of class division came unexpectedly.
In the second year of junior high school, the most popular thing in us at that time was the placement rating, the school was clearly to prepare for the high school entrance examination that would follow after a year, but in fact it was for the reputation of the school, and the class placement system was created in this way.
The so-called class division is nothing more than following the ancient adage of "gathering like things", bringing together the good students of each class and forming a class, which is called a good class, also known as a fast class; After that, the remaining students who did not do well in their studies and "so" had bad conduct were organized into another class, which was called a parallel class, also known as a slow class.
Obviously it is a bad class, but it can also be described in such a cozy manner, people can be divided according to three, six, nine, etc., isn't this truth the school so hand-in-hand teaching, at that time what impressed me was such a sentence: Rather be a phoenix tail, disdain the head of the chicken.
It is profound because everyone is talking about teachers, parents, classmates and friends.
The people around me seemed to be in an almost morbid state, which was unbelievable.
Although I couldn't understand the truth behind these back then, I was a little hazy and understood when I saw the performance of the teachers.
And all of you who were assigned to lead the parallel errand class were completely sad, with a sad and bleak face.
But it doesn't matter, it's a war between them, and I have nothing to do with it at all, where is the division, fast or slow, it doesn't matter to me, anyway, the standard of class placement only depends on the test scores, the so-called moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, labor and others are all accessories, and the points are not divided, where are the points, and they are not the same as going to school The only thing that is lost is that you and I are finally separated in the torrent of class separation.
I stayed in the poor class because of the serious reasons of the partial subject, you who are excellent in character and learning, of course, entered the good class, only a wall between the classroom, this close distance, but I feel the end of the world.
If one lonely night in the last years of the year, I would regret that I didn't study hard at the beginning, and this is the only reason.
"Later" Mandala was a little stunned when he heard that Jian Hao had been assigned to a bad class when he was studying, judging from his performance along the way, this person didn't look like a bad student at all, but after all, she died in the Ming Dynasty, and she didn't know about these things in later generations, and the score didn't mean anything.
Jian Hao didn't explain too much about this, when he was first promoted, he was indeed assigned to a bad class because of his bias and passivity, but fortunately, when he was in high school, he stayed with Gu Shiyun again, well, that's a later story.
Due to the affection and the sense of collective honor between the classes, the relationship between the classes gradually began to become delicate, and because of this, the connection with you is far away, I still vaguely remember that there was a night when the wind happened to blow at the end of the evening self-study, and the evening wind howled loudly, but there was no rain.
The night wind is inevitably cold, and it is approaching the end of autumn, and when the wind rises continuously, even the man in a thick coat can't help but shiver.
There weren't many people studying at night, so I caught a glimpse of you at a glance in the group of students returning home.
When I went out, it was indeed a good weather with a sunny day, I can imagine your thin clothes, things gathered, my heart is bright, excellent nature and excellent go together, you are walking with a group of good students.
We are only about three meters apart, I look at you, you stop, relatively silent, three meters into the end, so the atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward.
When I was young, I relied on a very simple impulse to act, and you looked at each other, I solemnly took off my coat and handed it to you, except for the cold weather, I didn't think too much, and immediately after taking off my hand, I immediately got into the crowd, only to hear the chatter and noise of the excellent behind me, if you have the eyes you say, dissipated in the choking wind.
The continuous rain curtain was accompanied by layers of beige drizzle mist, and the rain mist drifted and scattered, like small snowflakes of broken rice, covering the body for bursts of coolness, and in just a moment, the face, hands, and chair were stained with wet marks.
Jian Hao had a light in his eyes, thinking about the night coat, the reason was not complicated, I hope it can make you embrace the warmth, only from my private warmth, only for you, even if it is only a little bit.
I don't know if you found the sincerity, the scorching, and the most innocent light that I wanted to give you the feeling that was wrapped in it at the time.
Now, cheers to my bold 15-year-old.
Actually, I guess, you also like me, that love letter, that coat, the three years of high school career, we have always been together, but that layer of paper, has never been pierced, at that time I felt that the days were so sweet, as if they would never change, and where it will always be, but no one can see it, until I knew that you were going to transfer to another school, I didn't understand a little.
In this world, the only constant is the variables that change from moment to moment.
In the early morning, the air in the mountain stream feels clear, take a deep breath, go straight to the heart, the fallen leaves by the river stream are layered on top of each other, all the way up almost not over the soles of the shoes, the surrounding trees are lined up, the branches and leaves are frantically open, look up, the line of sight is blocked tightly, only in the gaps, there are several rays of sunlight penetrating down, hitting everywhere under the feet, forming a light gathering of different sizes.
Behind you, with the people of Yi by the mountains and water, there is an indescribable illusion in an instant, there is more water in the stream, and the waterside is easy to attract the wind, and when the wind blows and you dance, I forgot what to do.
As a pre-graduation indulgence, that weekend, I invited a group of classmates to go on a picnic: a shallow river stream that formed a small waterfall due to the difference in terrain. t1706231537: