In November, the birds seemed to be extinct, and the camphor and camphor branches of the school became quieter and quieter, and many mornings, when Zhang Yunqi was running, he would stand in front of the newspaper column with milk in his hand at first sight, rubbing his hands that were slightly red from the morning mist, and spewing out a large cloud of mist from his mouth.

Early winter has crept in.

Many times when I first see it, I wonder when the weather has suddenly become so cold, and I don't realize it all this time.

When he was at home at night, Ji Ling held hot milk and asked about the first time he was doing the question.

Hatsumi said, "It's good, it's just that I'm a little tired from studying." ”

Ji Ling's eyes widened, and she said, "Your grades are so good, you are the first in the school every time, and your studies should be very easy." ”

Hatsumi shook his head: "It's so simple there, it's like you can rest now, and I still have to read." "Since Ji Ling moved into the first house, the place of evening self-study at the first time has changed from school to home.

"Okay, okay, don't disturb the top students to study hard, drink the milk early. Ji Ling pinched his little face when he first saw it, put the hot milk on the desk, and then lay on the bed in his pajamas, plugging his headphones to listen to songs and read pictorials.

When I first saw Ji Ling, who was holding her cheeks with her hands, this girl who was as delicate as an elf was already her best friend, she got up and took a cotton coat and put it on her: "It's cold, you will catch a cold if you lie down like this." ”

Ji Ling tilted his head and squinted and smiled.

Hatsumi returned to his desk and continued reading.

At 10 o'clock in the evening, when I go to bed, like the girls' dormitory in the school, I inevitably talk about some intimate topics between girls, such as boys.

At first sight, there was no boy I liked in the whole junior high school.

She used to think that she wouldn't have a boy she liked in the whole of high school.

Ji Ling said that she was really a good girl when she first saw her.

In the dark, I saw a red face for the first time.

It's not the first time she has encountered such a thing, because she has lunch with Zhang Yunqi in Zhang Ji every day, although the classmates in the class didn't say anything, but there were many times in this way, once, a junior high school girl in another class grabbed her and whispered: "First time, you and the boy in your class, what is Yun's name, are you together?"

At the age of 17, at such an age, it was the first time that the vague word "together" was placed on himself, and these three words were taken from far to near, and he saw a clear entity from the vague.

Hatsumi knew that her cheeks must have been red at that time, and she said in a hurry: "My mother works at a fishmeal shop in his house, and we have been good friends since our first year of high school." ”

She nodded, and walked away suspiciously.

This is the first time that Hatsumi has said something against his will.

She often wondered what kind of reaction a boy and a girl would cause if her classmates found out about it—then she and Yunqi would not want to study peacefully in school.

She's always thinking about him now.

She found that there was no boy who could replace Yunqi and exchange ideas with her in a wide area. This teenager she likes is so strong mentally, he understands life deeply and is always calm in the face of difficulties.

The girls in the class often discuss how a boy in the school is good and good-looking, and their eyes are always on their appearance and talent, and no one cares about their inner qualities.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this, everyone should have the right to express their opinions on love, but before the first meeting, I always felt that those who had a good impression because of appearance and money actually loved themselves who loved and loved. They love the vanity when they are loved, the sense of existence when they are tormented, and even the inferiority complex that comes from not being loved. In the end, love is the emotions that arise from oneself, but it has nothing to do with love itself.

Now, when I first saw it, I found that after being with Yunqi, she fell into a certain emotion that she gave birth to, often uneasy, in a hurry, doing something that she felt stupid in retrospect, and was criticized by biology teacher Zhou Hu two days ago bothered her, and even a little ridiculously depressed because Zhang Yunqi communicated normally with other girls.

At first sight, I didn't know that liking someone would be like this, she didn't want to be affected by feelings to study at such an age when she should work hard, and her progress in learning occupied her heart to a large extent. She hopes that she and him will work together, make progress together, understand each other, have the same hobbies, and have their own space.

There were some troubles she wanted to tell him.

After school that day, she waited for Ji Ling, and then went home with Yunqi, who was already in Zhang Jiqi's Fengdu fishmeal shop.

On the road, Yunqi said that it was winter, and he ate mutton hot pot at night.

Ji Ling, who was walking in front, was very happy. Yunqi is a good cook, but he is very busy, and it is rare to cook and eat.

I bought orange juice and cola and a big bag of snacks at the small store at the entrance of the community, and when I arrived downstairs, the two girls Chujian and Ji Ling went up first, Yunqi wanted to go back to his house to put his schoolbag and get some ingredients, and when he turned around, he had to call Chunlan and Xiaoxiao, and then go to her house to make mutton hot pot.

Ji Ling had already entered the stairwell, and she walked slower at first sight, but when she heard Ji Ling's voice calling her, she hesitated for a moment, and still followed into the stairwell.

Zhang Yunqi didn't think much about it, turned around and went home.

It's just that he didn't take a few steps when he heard a voice from behind him called Hatsumi: "Yunqi." ”

Zhang Yunqi turned his head and saw Hatsumi turning back from the stairwell with an envelope in his hand.

He asked, "What's wrong?"

"Give. Hatsumi handed him the envelope.

Zhang Yunqi was stunned.

He just watched Hatsumi come closer, reached out and hugged him, then waved his hand with a red face, turned away, and her slender figure quickly disappeared at the dark entrance of the stairway.

Zhang Yunqi scratched his head, thinking that this girl had also learned to write love letters. He walked under the lamp, opened the letter, and looked by the light:

"The clouds rise.

Although we see each other from time to time, I rarely have the opportunity to talk to you at school.

This is the original intention of writing this letter.

When I wrote the letter, you were sitting behind me, the sunlight outside the window was very strong, and my heart was quiet, I don't know why, I remembered the famous sentence in Wang Wei's "Farewell to the South": Go to the poor place of water, sit and watch the clouds rise. Then, I think of you, and there is such a comfortable and detached life realm that calmly faces the desperate situation of life.

Mr. Qian Zhongshu once commented on this poem: Whatever you encounter, you can understand everywhere, the artistic conception is boundless, and you can be born and destroyed. This kind of life posture makes me yearn for it, but I feel that I am still young and immature, and I should be more energetic and have a broader vision, rather than being narrowly confined to my inner feelings.

Recently, I was watching "Travels in Latin America" that you gave me, and I was very fascinated, and I was shocked by the enthusiasm of those wooden laborers for life, they may be vulgar, but they also have romance and love. I admired the magnificence of two young people on the land of Latin America, and the changes that take place after the protagonists face up to human suffering. Also, their faces that have suffered from the vicissitudes of life and their eyes that are still clear.

The beauty in these ordinary makes me know that in this world, in addition to the confusion in front of me, in addition to distant dreams, there is also long-lasting and deep suffering. No matter how you choose your own path and what kind of luck you have in the future, don't forget these hardships, and don't forget that there are still many people in this world, who are alive and bearing, but this does not prevent them from still loving this life full of tears.

These are some of the things I learned from reading books recently. Among the friends around me, I can only talk to you and just want to tell you. Of course, for you, you may not be mature, or even full of the spirit of a naïve student, you have a lot of life experience, mature thinking, always have insight into the weaknesses of human nature, and you are also burdened with a lot of things that should not belong to you at this age.

In Yunxi Village during the summer vacation, I saw those simple villagers living a better and better life under your leadership, and saw the hometown people who were not yet rich killing chickens and sheep and taking out the best food to express their gratitude to you, my heart was full of different kinds of moving and pride, and I silently said in my heart that the people I like are shining.

I've heard the saying that with great power comes great responsibility. I know, to a certain extent, that you are now burdened with the aspirations of hundreds of workers in Longjingyuan and tens of thousands of farmers in Longwan Town to get rid of poverty and become rich, you are very busy and have great responsibilities, but in life, you still have to take care of my feelings from time to time.

I'm thinking, you're working hard like this, aren't you?

Sometimes, I want to share some of it with you, but I always don't do well, compared to other girls in school, I don't seem to do anything well except study, just like the other day I helped you with your homework, and finally was criticized by the teacher.

I'm sorry, Yunqi.

I don't want to let too much of our relationship with children at this age when we should work hard and make our relationship vulgar, but I still want to tell you that because I have never liked someone, I will only be cranky when I like you. I know it's not good, but I still can't get better. It's like being in a hurry, and it's as uncontrollable as liking you.

Haven't liked it before.

So, please forgive me for being so bad.

- Your Yu. ”

After reading the last word, Zhang Yunqi put down the letterhead.

The night after the beginning of winter is dark early.

He folded the letter and stuffed it into his pocket, lit a cigarette, and looked up to see that the light was already on in the window of his first bedroom. There is light in the lamp, there are figures, and there is a surging sea.

This chapter was written with a lot of effort and time. The update is slow, but my attitude is good, it's already past three o'clock in the morning, but at this point, the dog food should be fed, and the plot should have turned to the theme of this volume. As for what the theme of this volume is, just look at the frontispiece. In addition, I ask everyone not to forget to give the first sight every day, add star value, and I also hope to celebrate her birthday, although it is far away, I think it can always be achieved before the end of this book.