In autumn, the hijab is lifted every time during the rainy season, revealing the beauty of autumn. The night of the rainy season came very early, and as soon as the raindrops fell in front of the eaves, the darkness openly swept away the light. The faint light was dim with the drizzle, and the white hair of the night was densely intertwined, embracing the embrace of the earth. Suddenly, the honking of a car's horn or the sound of hurried footsteps sounded softly in my ears, setting off waves all over the rainy night.

In the afternoon, the rain was still dripping, as soon as I went out coldly, it was rare to see anyone wearing short sleeves in the school, "Brother Xian" shrank for a moment, or resolutely walked into the tangled and melancholy rain curtain, and the passers-by looked at him with amazement, looked at his bare arms, all shivered, and hurriedly walked away with his neck bent.

Under the shade of the trees outside, the garden was already foggy, and a thin veil covered his delicate face, so "Brother Xian" decided to go to the library; he deliberately turned to the teaching building, found the literature office, put the application and several copies of the "tofu blocks" published in high school into a specially found envelope, stuffed them into the box at the door as required, and went downstairs with peace of mind; he also found the school radio room and put an article entitled "New Journey, New Challenges, Need to Be Brave to Face The prose, neatly written, neatly folded, stuffed into the submission box, walked into the mist, and walked straight towards the library like a "seated statue of Confucius".

Walking into the library, "Brother Xian" finally has a feeling of finding a home, with the sea of books can no longer describe his own amazement, but has a kind of hope that he is a moth in the book, slowly squirming and crawling in the reading room, a wide variety of periodicals and magazines, stuffing the body with the smell of fresh ink, between the pages of the paper willing to use the help of skimming, pinching, Vertical hooks and other strokes cocooned self-bound, when the dim light enters, the cocoon into a butterfly; crawling on the glass window, you can see the neatly arranged, waiting for the honeycomb-like bookshelves, overflowing juice sweet and plump, after years of storage, the rich fragrance jumps in the yellowed, intoxicating color, on the title page occasionally see the words first edition, solitary book, light wings, dexterous legs and feet have been fixed in place, unable to move—

When the music of the school radio station sounded, "Brother Xian" woke up from his intoxication, his stomach began to "growl", and he reluctantly walked down the "palm" steps in the "Confucius Sitting Statue", joined the flow of people in the same direction, and walked towards the restaurant. I heard it clearly: I am appreciating the American essay "New Journey, New Challenges, Need to Face Bravely", from Liu Guixian, a first-year student in the Faculty of Arts, accompanied by music, quietly flowing on campus, "Brother Xian" stopped and listened, a little trance, it felt like his own work, and it felt like someone else's, and the unfinished feeling came to an abrupt end in the continuation of the background music.

After eating excitedly, I returned to the dormitory, and the moment I opened the door, a round of applause rang out. "Brother Xian" thought that everyone hadn't heard it, but he didn't expect it to attract so much attention, and the excitement in his heart filled his face. In the midst of a sea of praise, "Brother Xian" waved his hands in a wrench, grinned, and happily sat down on the edge of his bed.

"Brother Feng" on the top bunk patted "Brother Xian" on the shoulder and said: "Brother Xian, at your level, it's a pity that you don't join the school literature club!" "Brother Fei", "Brother Shan" and several other people echoed. "Brother Xian" held his head high and said with a smile: I have already submitted the application, this is our duty, and the literary club is to join!

"Brother Feng" said solemnly: That's it, the whole dormitory has applied, and even I can't write this essay, so I have submitted an application for joining the club! "Brother Fei" also echoed: "It's not good, you are the president of our literary club in the future!" "Brother Xian" hurriedly clasped his fists at them one by one and saluted, and said: Everyone, be merciful, don't be sarcastic about me, just a small composition, not to!

Everyone unanimously "booed", and "Brother Xian" only lowered his head and sat back in his place. The rain outside the window is still dripping underground, and the window is covered with a layer of mist, and when the mist has not yet dissipated, the wind is already a little biting; the autumn in the provincial capital is very short, and the short makes people have no time to appreciate the sad autumn wind and autumn rain, and the wind and rain are raging all night, and the campus is already scattered with yellow leaves, withered branches, and the sunny sun has no warmth, and the wind blows on the face, and there is already some stinging, and the figure of shrinking the neck and wrapping sleeves walks under the clean branches.

Zhou Jiantao called and told "Brother Xian" that there was a fellow senior who had a bicycle to transfer. The two went to take a look, mountain bikes, already second-hand, at least 8 into the new, to the "brother Xian" in the hands of the third hand, "the fellow to see the fellow, two tears", 80 yuan a price, "Brother Xian" rode a try, except for the bell broken, everything else is fine, and there was no further hesitation, on the spot to pay the money and ride away. With a bicycle, in the words of his roommate, "Brother Xian" basically never got off the car, and he just hugged it tightly at night. In addition to sleeping at night, going to class, eating, the library, and exploring the provincial city on weekends, it is relied on instead of walking, instead of bus.

In this way, life moves forward in the flat, and constantly challenges in the way forward. Since the beginning of winter, it is rare to have a good day of sunshine, and the playground in the afternoon is already full of students who are lying, sitting, and reclining, lazy as cats, flicking their tails and squinting their eyes, basking in the warm sun. "Brother Xian" wanted to go to the library on his bicycle, but when he wandered near the playground, he stepped on the edge of the road, looked up at the bright sunshine, and then looked at the scene on the lawn on the edge of the playground, and he was also lazy and locked his bicycle on the playground railing.

"Brother Xian" also found a place, took out the books in his schoolbag, first sat and read for a while, his legs and feet were numb, and then he leaned and read for a while, and finally directly buttoned the book to his face, hugged his hands in front of his chest, and fell asleep comfortably. It wasn't until he felt the chill on his body, the tremor of the basketball hitting the ground, that he woke up in a daze, the sun was about to set, hanging on the edge of the mountain in the west, red as warm as an egg yolk. "Brother Xian" got up, felt a hint of coldness, patted the grass clippings and dust on his body, and rode to the restaurant.

When he returned to the dormitory, "Brother Feng" looked at him excitedly and asked, "Brother Xian, have you gone to see it?" "Brother Xian" put down his schoolbag and looked at him suspiciously, "Brother Feng" continued: The list and positions of the new members of the Literary Society have been screened and pasted on the bulletin board in front of the teaching building, don't you see?

"Brother Xian" said indifferently: I didn't go to the classroom in the afternoon, I didn't see it! After listening to this, "Brother Feng" smiled secretly and said: I went out for a walk in the afternoon and came back, and I didn't look at it carefully, but I just saw that I seemed to be an editor! Then he turned around and asked "Brother Xian", and "Brother Xian" said embarrassedly: I haven't watched it yet, let's watch it again tomorrow morning when I go to class!