In the blink of an eye, this year will pass, and there are not many days left, and 2007 will turn the page in just a dozen days.

Thinking back to the past year, it passed through my fingers unconsciously.

In this year, we have met a lot of people, and we have separated a lot of people, some people say that they will not leave, but there is no trace of them after a while, whether they meet or part, I think it is the best arrangement, the most appropriate fate.

She looked at Lin Jiajia, Xia Qing, Han Bin, and Jiang Hao, who was not present, who were playing with their mobile phones in front of the hospital bed, and many more people......

I was silently grateful: "Thank you for bringing me infinite joy in these days in 2007 and being the warmest sun in my winter." ”

Of course, I also want to thank those who bring me suffering and sorrow to make me grow and make me strong, and I think all the encounters in this world are a kind of growth.

Standing in front of this seemingly insurmountable trouble, I hope that I can still laugh at the sky and love everything in this world.

This era is very beautiful, and it is worth us to strive for and chase a better self.

On this lonely winter night, there is a lonely city, with a lonely house, and a lonely figure living, dancing in a lonely life, thinking about everything in the present, and outlining thoughts about the future.

Inadvertently, time passed quietly, the time of the day passed again, and in the blink of an eye it was late at night, and the sky poured out a few nights, deep and blurred, covering up the prosperity of the day one by one.

In this era, some people walk and scatter, as if it is the law of nature, and some things fade when they look at it, which is like the growth of life, when you don't understand it, you can't see it lightly, and when you understand it, you have already looked down on it.

Looking at everything in the ward, she had many reasons for not wanting to leave, but the reality did not allow her to retreat a little, she could only give up everything she was currently and walk forward.

Looking at the neon lights outside the window, she took out her mobile phone and looked at it, only to find that it was ten o'clock, and suddenly remembered that Jiang Hao, who had left, seemed to have no news for a day, and suddenly wanted to ask him if he had arrived safely, but after thinking about it, shouldn't he report that he was safe? Why is there no news.

Seeing the QQ icon on the mobile phone screen, she suddenly realized that she hadn't logged in for a long time, and suddenly wanted to click in, would anyone still remember her?

"Xia Qing, borrow your phone!" she said as she walked over.

Without saying a word, Xia Qing handed over the Nokia in his hand.

Holding the mobile phone, she gently pushed, turned on the camera, the standard camera was aimed at the city outside under the neon light, the sound of "click, click", everything that was originally starry outside the window was quietly fixed on the mobile phone screen.

Gently exited the QQ where she had originally logged in, and carefully logged in to her own account, flashing penguins, actively jumping on the screen.

Opened it lightly, only to find that it had not been logged in for a long time, and the messages were all appearing in piles, acquaintances, unknowns, and strangers who were preparing to add her.

She ignored all the messages, didn't open any of them, just silently sent out the photo she had just taken in the space dynamics, and then clicked to exit and return Xia Qing's mobile phone.

She smiled and said, "I'm going back tomorrow, everything here depends on you, and when I pay off my debts and make a fortune one day in the future, I will slowly thank you." ”

"Hey"

Xia Qing and Lin Jiajia both made disgusted voices in unison.

"I've come to buy you something, and if you're hungry in the evening, I'll eat some. Han Bin carried some pastries and egg yolk pies, as well as some small snacks.

I watched as there were still small flakes of snow on his wet hair that hadn't melted.

"Is it snowing again?" she asked in surprise suddenly.

Han Bin nodded and replied with a smile: "Yes, it's snowing again, you all wanted snow before, but this year God cares for you very much, and it will fall one after another." ”

"I'm going up tomorrow, just don't close the road. She replied casually.

Looking at the time, she took out the basin from under the bed, and prepared to fetch hot water to wash her father's face, wipe his hands, and wipe his feet.

Han Bin looked at her as she was ready to move, snatched the basin directly from her hand, and went straight to the hot water area to get hot water.

The mobile phone called twice on the bed, picked it up and saw that it was Jiang Hao's text message, just a few simple words, "It's starting to snow again, pay attention to keeping warm." ”

"Well, I also know, why don't you report our safety when you arrive!" she took her mobile phone and replied to Jiang Hao's text message.

Seeing her reply, Jiang Hao, who was still sitting in the office, suddenly smiled, thinking about whether this proved that she was worried about him.

Picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip slowly, consoling the body that had just sat down after a busy day.

Looking at the screen of his mobile phone, he secretly took a photo of her, and couldn't help but smile happily on his face.

Suddenly, there is an inexplicable longing, like a drop of water in this cup falling into the throat, arousing warmth, delicate and long, from reluctance to affectionate forgetting, or like a drop of water in the mouth, tossing and turning, from agitation to calm, and finally covering up all traces that cross the heart.

Over the years, I didn't dare to mention this word about "love", nor did I dare to think of the unpleasant pictures in my mind in the past.

The things in life, after all, are still too young, the fragments of time, in this deep winter night, connected without warning, the night is as cold as water, the past, also like water, looking back, is no longer the old time, just the old time, the old time, the person, the thing, the scene, the water-like year.

Look at the time it was already the dead of night, the supermarket had long been closed, it was dark, and the faint light in his office was the last light.

As soon as I walked to the parking lot, I could feel a chill that hit my face, and I couldn't help but shiver.

The snowflakes dancing in the sky swirled one by one under the light of the street lamps in People's Square.

There are no pedestrians on the road, and even in the middle of the road, there are only a few two or three cars patiently waiting at the intersection for the change of red light.

The squinting eye saw the two people in the car next to him, and the boy kept taking care of the scarf around the girl's neck.

Seeing this scene, the loneliness in my heart arose, and I couldn't help but look at the smiling face on the mobile phone screen, and when I saw her bright smile, the loneliness in my heart was reduced by half.

It turns out that everything in life will become proportional, and when there are many people who can understand unhappiness, there will be many powerless reluctance.