Li Huatong's academic performance has always been good, he was a shouter in the class in elementary school, and he was also a good student in the eyes of the teacher. At that time, the ideology was conservative, the folk customs were feudal, girls and boys did not speak, and whoever dared to risk the world's condemnation, everyone laughed at her together. In order to copy her homework, the female classmates who are not good at studying always bring the delicious food at home to please Li Huatong, and the elementary school passed without leaving a trace.

Because of his good academic performance, he went to the school in the town in junior high school. There are children from all villages here, and it can be said that the eight immortals cross the sea, each showing their magical powers, and Li Huatong is not very powerful. Coupled with his own lack of hard work, his grades have not been able to catch up, so he missed the pre-selection of the primary secondary school and can only go to high school.

The eighteenth middle school is the most inconspicuous high school in the whole county, and in a good year, there are nearly 120 senior high school students in two classes of arts and sciences, and there are only about two or three who can be admitted to the university (at that time, the technical secondary school and junior college are also considered universities), so they often do not have much hope for the college entrance examination when they go to such a high school. Li Huatong graduated from junior high school and successfully entered the 18th middle school.

At that time, there was no kindergarten in the countryside, and the children were basically 8 years old, five years of primary school, three years of junior high school, and when they entered high school, Li Huatong was just 16 years old. There was no joy, no excitement, but everything was fresh. The dormitory is a large bunk, so you have to bring your own bed from home. The classrooms are also much more advanced than those in the village, all of them are glass windows, unlike the home that needs to paste window paper, and are often rubbed until the windows are clear. The most important thing is that the classmates are all strangers, except for two or three junior high school classmates who enter high school together, almost all of them are unfamiliar faces. Li Huatong didn't like to talk, but that didn't prevent her from knowing a good news soon. There was a group of college students who had just graduated from the normal school, and because they had just graduated, they could only teach the first year of high school. Everyone talked excitedly and felt so lucky. Sure enough, within a few days, I met our teachers, all male teachers. The Chinese teacher's surname is Gu, the literary quality is polite, and he seems to be very approachable. The math teacher's surname is Li, with big eyes, energetic all day long, refreshing and handsome, and he always likes to use the triangle to knock on the blackboard vigorously when he starts class, making a sound of praise and praise. The English teacher's surname is Zhang, and he often looks at the students below in class, covering his face with an English textbook and secretly laughing, thinking that others don't know. They just came to the 18th Middle School, and they are probably relatively fresh, always chatting, eating, and playing basketball. In fact, in terms of age, these young teachers are not a few years older than the students. They were secretly observing the students, and the students were secretly observing them. The young teachers bring a rare vitality to the school, and the students seem to be much more active. Of course, the young teacher has developed hormones, and it didn't take long for two famous teacher-student relationships in the eighteenth middle school to occur. The couple later got married, and the teacher obediently stayed in the eighteenth middle school forever. Later, the 18th Middle School was revoked and transformed into a junior high school, and the two of them were demoted to junior high school teachers as they met. The other couple, according to their classmates, two people who have been sadomasochistic for 5 years still parted ways and went their separate ways. The male teacher returned to the county seat, found another wife, and lived a happy life. The female classmate married the owner of a mine, and she had a good life.

Li Huatong made friends in the class, and two of them were the best, one was called Hao Guifang and the other was Zhang Yaxian. According to the name of the rivers and lakes, Li Huatong called the three people the Three Musketeers. Hao Guifang is the oldest and the eldest. She was probably born in August when the osmanthus bloomed, and she was as beautiful and gentle as the osmanthus. Li Huatong has studied osmanthus, the appearance of osmanthus is inconspicuous, small yellow flowers, it seems difficult to see its appearance without careful examination. However, the osmanthus can be dustless, and the thick energy can overflow, which can be called a must. Wang Wei, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote in "Birdsong Stream": People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings. Wang Wei's osmanthus flowers not only belong to autumn, but also the quietness of the environment and people's hearts, so that you can watch the osmanthus falling. After a gust of wind, the golden flowers fall one after another, and I want to come to the West Lake's "Manlong Guiyu" is like this! I prefer Song Li Qingzhao's osmanthus poem "Partridge Sky • Osmanthus": dull and light yellow body and soft nature. The love is far away, only the fragrance remains. Why should it be light blue and light red, it is the first class in flowers. Mei Ding is jealous, and Ju Ying is ashamed. The opening of the painting crown Mid-Autumn Festival. People can think ruthlessly, and they don't see anything back then. Li Qingzhao's words deserve to be first-rate. Her osmanthus is even more first-class, this flower is light yellow and quiet, and the appearance is docile and shy. The temperament is sparse and far from the world, but its strong fragrance has remained for a long time. There is no need to use light green or red hues to show off, it is the first class of flowers. Even plum blossoms will be jealous of it, and chrysanthemums are not as beautiful as osmanthus flowers. The boss of the Three Musketeers is a beautiful osmanthus, she likes language, and she also likes literature, she is beautiful and generous, calm and rational, she can be described as a royal sister. Zhang Yaxian is the youngest, straightforward, hot-tempered, like a gust of wind, she can be described as a girl like the wind. When Zhang Yaxian entered the school, she brought a big bed to school, so Li Huatong carried forward the spirit of not distinguishing between each other and slept in the same bed with her.

In addition, there are a few people who often play basketball or badminton together, and when the weather is good, they will invite their friends to go to the playground for activities. The relationship is very good, and it can be regarded as the kind of deep friendship that can hold hands and go to the toilet together.

Friendships between girls are often intoxicating. On weekends and winter and summer vacations, parents were informed that they could go to their homes, because the distance was far away, and they often called friends to go to a friend's house to stay for a few days. There is nothing special about it, just chatting, not even playing poker, running around a winter and summer vacation, and before you know it, you will reach the second year of high school.

At that time, Li Huatong was a singer in the class. She always felt that every time she sang was a thrilling thing. Before class, the class was noisy, she suddenly sang out of her voice, everyone stopped laughing and quieting down, and then they all obediently sang loudly in unison, at this time the teacher in class usually stood at the door and waited quietly, the singing stopped, and a new lesson began.

Since the beginning of high school, Li Huatong has not had any special outstanding courses, but his comprehensive results have always been the first in the class. The head teacher has always paid attention to her, knocking and knocking from time to time, afraid that she will be confused and miss her studies. Although she feels that there is not much hope for the university entrance examination, Li Huatong has been silently working hard to focus on her studies, and feels that only in this way can she be worthy of her sister, who has to pick up and drop off her by bicycle every week, and her mother who rushes to the market to deliver food and delicious food to her.

The first two years of high school were a happy time. The Three Musketeers are almost inseparable, queuing up to buy food together, eating together, and the family sends good things, all sharing them together, and it seems that there is never enough to say. All three of them are very righteous and fun-loving. At that time, some students in the class began to have an ambiguous understanding, and no one could tell what was going on. Everyone is also very curious, and there is often gossip coming out. Although boys and girls rarely talk to each other, it is strange that all girls in the class have a boy's table. The Three Musketeers are no exception, the boss's table mate is the squad leader, he looks like a greasy uncle on weekdays, likes to play ball, and it is said that he got engaged very early, and he is considered a famous grass. The third child's tablemate was transferred from out of town, with a big round face, big eyes, very thick lips, a little taller, and good grades. For a while, the third child complained during dinner that her table mate always touched her leg intentionally or unintentionally, and she didn't know what it meant, which made her very embarrassed. The eldest and third were filled with righteous indignation when they heard this, and asked her to warn her at the same table, and it would be polite to do this again. At that time, her table mates heard the warning, their eyes widened, and they apologized that it was not intentional. After the warning, there was a period of time when it was said to be much better. At that time, the boss was a class cadre in the class, so there was always something to discuss with the class leader. The Three Musketeers are one, and because the boss trusts him, the other two people also trust him. Unconsciously, there is more contact.

One summer vacation, the four of them discussed climbing Niangniang Mountain. It was a pretty amazing decision. Niangniang Mountain is a famous mountain in the local area. At that time, there were no roads to be built, purely on both feet, walking step by step, climbing slope by slope. When they first entered the mountain, the stream was murmuring, the green leaves were green, the birds were chirping, and the four of them were singing loudly and excitedly all the way. The deep valley and the fresh air are like being in an oxygen bar, and you can't help but want to shout loudly. Four people stood on the hillside, shouting over and over again, "I'm coming, I'm coming" and "How are you?" The echoes of the valley are beautiful. When I arrived at a gentle place with green grass, I wanted to lie down and roll a little. However, when I was really lying down, I found that the scenery in front of me was even more beautiful. The sky is blue and blue, and a few white clouds are wandering leisurely. The sun in the mountains is also extraordinarily gentle, shining on the face, the temperature is just right, and I don't feel hot at all. I really want to lie there for the rest of my life, time stands still at that moment, what kind of study, college entrance examination life, and even love, are all thrown out of the clouds.

Suddenly, a pool of green water appeared in front of me, and this was the legendary reservoir. A pool full of water seems to be more beautiful than the surrounding greenery, and it is refreshing to look at. It is said that some people come here to fish without fear of going through all the hardships, and the fish here must be wild and delicious. But where is the road? There doesn't seem to be any natural path or steps up the hill here. Looking around, we found that there was a row of steel drills inserted into the cliff on the left side of the reservoir, and the distance between the steel drills was about 70 centimeters. It was a bit of a thrill, but there was no hesitation. Holding his breath, his feet firmly stepped on the steel drill, and his hands firmly grasped the raised part of the cliff, one step, one step, one step. Everyone reminded each other, but they didn't dare to look at their feet, and in this way, it took thirty minutes to complete the most difficult part of the road. Then came cheering, and happy laughter echoed through the valley.

Gone, gone. The squad leader is urging. So, turn over and get up and move on. After climbing another slope, a wild mountain flower suddenly appeared in front of me, some red, some blue, some purple, and the three girls exclaimed in unison, so beautiful, so beautiful. Li Huatong didn't say a word, and ran directly to the sea of flowers. Behind him, there was the squad leader's stopping voice, "Be careful, where is the danger". She hurriedly stopped her feet, only to realize that she was almost standing on the edge of the cliff, and a cold sweat broke out of her body. Since she came, she carefully stepped down, picked a few, and came back reluctantly. Along the way, holding them, sometimes smelling the flowers, sometimes waving them, I was reluctant to let go.

The journey was far longer than they imagined, and the process was more arduous than they imagined. Everyone's interest slowly decreased. Only the boss kept encouraging us, "It's almost time in thirty minutes, come on, everyone!" she shouted back to the two of us as she climbed the mountain. "I've heard it's even better!" she said with a smile. So, everyone seriously packed up their scattered hearts and continued to move forward.

After climbing for three and a half hours, I finally reached the top of the mountain. There is a small dilapidated temple at the top of the hill, and there are villagers who arrive early and are already cooking. The four of them went in to say hello and begged for a bowl of noodles. There are almost no dishes in the bowl, but it tastes delicious. I ate in a hurry, and after that, I went around everywhere. But I found that in addition to grass and trees, there were some wild flowers in a few places. There really isn't anything else. Interestingly, I actually met a photographer, and when I saw several of them, I was very excited and tried to convince them to take a photo. After struggling for a while, I agreed. At the mercy of the photographer, the three girls stood in front, and the squad leader stood behind, so he took a picture in high spirits. At that time, photography was a luxury, and it was only available in black and white. And you can only go down the mountain for a week to pick it up at the photo studio. Of course, the photo was finally obtained, and then the memory of the second year of high school was about climbing Niangniang Mountain and that photo. Later, I heard that because of the photo, the entire high school and even the village where they were located became a sensation. The reason is that the photographer did not greet them in any way, and put the photo on the mountain and in the window for advertising, so that the fact that they went up the mountain was exposed. Things were very noisy for a while, and finally passed. A long time later, I happened to meet a classmate in elementary school and asked Li Huatong if he was in love with the boy in the photo. She said no with a blank look on her face.

In fact, the first and second years of high school have completed all the high school courses, and in the third year of high school, they will review and review, do questions and do questions again. At this time, there was a very large turnover of students in the class, some transferred to other high schools, and some students from other high schools came to the 18th Middle School. In the third year of high school, eighteen-year-old Li Huatong suddenly became sensitive, at this age of no worries, Li Huatong likes to sigh more and more about life, often melancholy, sentimental about the impermanence of the world, familiar people are leaving day by day, which makes her sigh, it is really a student of the school with iron fighting