Yin Kunpeng was also surprised to see this mysterious package when he came home in the evening, he didn't know that his mother had such a package in his hand since he was a child, but from the photos, it seems that this package should be Junzi's grandmother's thing, and it was his grandmother who gave it to Huang Lihua on some occasion. Junzi has never seen Huang Lihua, so in that graduation photo, Yin Kunpeng found the penultimate row, counting from the left, the fifth short-haired girl is his mother Huang Lihua, or a student Huang Lihua's face is green, but for some reason her eyes are not facing the camera, but looking at the beautiful girl sitting on the far right of the front row with two ponytails and a white dress.

Yin Kunpeng was also stunned when he saw the girl in the photo, looked up at the Shunzi next to him, and then looked at the person in the photo.

"Junko, I think this sitting girl looks a lot like you, so she can't be your biological mother!"

"I don't know! I wonder why there isn't a single photo of my biological parents at home, when I was a child, I once asked my grandmother why she didn't have a photo of my parents, and my grandmother always said that it was because she lost a box when she moved, and all the albums were lost, so no, and I was convinced!"

After finishing all the trivial things at home, Yin Kunpeng took his son to play with toys in the room, Shunzi came to the balcony alone and sat on the recliner and opened the work log of the first local yellow cover, there was nothing on the first page of the diary, there was a pictorial silhouette of Zhang Yu, the heroine of the movie Lushan Love, neatly pasted on the first page, it turned out that Yin Kunpeng's mother Huang Lihua was also a star chaser when she was young, and Shunzi couldn't help but smile.

Monday, August 29 was cloudy

Today is the first day of high school, junior high school classmates Hu Bo, Li Liling, Song Limei, Zhou Jing, Wang Wei, Guo Yiming, Deng Hongyuan, Chen Jianguo, He Liwei have all been promoted to the first (2) class of high school, which is really good! At today's class meeting, the head teacher Teacher Zeng asked us to choose the class committee, I am still a member of the study committee like junior high school, He Liwei was elected as the class president, a little strange, He Liwei was only a propaganda committee member in junior high school, that is, the blackboard newspaper was a little better, how can he be the class president in high school, I can't figure it out.

Today, I still ask to sit with Hu Bo, we are good friends in elementary school and junior high school for eight years, and I am really happy that we are still in the same class in high school. During the summer vacation, Hu Bo also told me that her family did not let her go to high school, let her go to a technical school, and that she had to go on a hunger strike at home for several days before she could get the opportunity to come to high school, and that more than a dozen girls in junior high school had already gone to technical schools and vocational high schools because of family reasons, and even went directly to work.

Today, after school, Teacher Zeng left a few of our good essays to write a girl, she told us that we should start to develop the habit of writing a diary from today, because writing articles is to practice more pen, write more will naturally know how to express their thoughts, must observe more people and things around them, every day to record the surrounding things, maybe a few years from now in our group of people can also emerge one or two Ding Ling, Bingxin, Lin Haiyin such female writers, hearing Mr. Zeng's words I am excited, from today I will write a good diary, and strive to be a useful person to the society in the future。

After reading the first diary, Junko walked through the corridor of time, as if she saw a distant hometown town, in a dilapidated school building with red walls and gray tiles, the young grandmother encouraged a group of teenagers full of infinite reverie for the future, encouraging them to make efforts for the bright future ahead!

Tuesday, August 30 is sunny

Today is the second day of school, the first class is English class, I didn't expect our English teacher to look as beautiful as a movie star, I liked her at first sight, because I think she looks a bit like Zhang Yu, especially those big eyes, very similar! By the way, the English teacher is also surnamed Zeng, I heard that it is the daughter of the head teacher Teacher Zeng, who only graduated from university this year and was assigned to teach English in our school. This morning I saw her in a light blue dress holding the teaching materials in one hand and a dual-card tape recorder in the other hand into the classroom, we were all very excited, thinking that the teacher would play music for us, but I didn't expect her to play English tapes to listen to us, she said that learning English voice intonation is very important, and Chinese speaking English will have a very strong accent problem, she asked us to listen to Linda Higgins speak English more, so that our accent problem will be corrected. In addition, there is a program on TV called "Learn from Me", and we must watch this program to learn English when we go home. But I don't have a TV at home!

At the end of the English class, the teacher put on an English song called Casablanca, this song is really good, it is the best English song I have ever heard, the whole class is immersed in the beautiful melody of this song, the sun outside the window shines into the classroom, we hear the birds in the trees are also singing happily, the teacher stands by the window and looks at us with a smile, she is really like an angel bathed in the sun, I believe the whole class must like her!

After school, Mr. Xiao Zeng asked me to go to the office, saying that I learned from my previous teacher that my English score was the best in the class in junior high school, so he hoped that I would be the representative of the English class in the future, and I was very happy to hear the news. I told my mother the news in the evening, but my mother didn't care about it, and said why do you have so many titles, what should I do if I delay my studies? Such a big girl doesn't go home early to help the family do some things, stay in school and fool around, the daughter of the neighbor's Lao Luo family is one year older than you, and she has already gone to work in the No. 3 National Cotton Factory. Mom has been in poor health recently, and her temper is very big, so I didn't talk back to her and went back to my room to read a book! Today I borrowed Charlotte Brontë's "Jane Eyre" from Song Limei, and I begged her for a long time during the summer vacation to borrow me, but today I don't know why I lent it to me, I was limited to reading it in three days, I was too slow to read, and I had to stay up late tonight!

After reading this diary, Shunzi's eyes were damp, her mother appeared in Huang Lihua's diary so young and beautiful, it turned out that she was an English teacher, and she was a people's teacher like her grandmother, did she like her work? Does she like her students? What kind of person is she? Junzi wanted to know, and when she was about to look down, Yin Kunpeng unconsciously came to the balcony and sat beside her,

"It's cold at night, don't stay outside for too long!"

"Got it, what's going on in the company today? Are you still busy?"

"Fortunately, it's not as busy as in May, I want to take a vacation after a while, and take you and Xiaobao to Chimelong Happy World to play!"

"Okay, by the way, you've probably heard the song Casablanca, can you play it now?"

"Why do you want to listen to such an old song?"

"I just want to hear it!"

Yin Kunpeng searched for the name of the song in the music player on his mobile phone, and after a while, a familiar melody floated out of the stereo on the balcony, and Junzi happily pulled up Yin Kunpeng to dance on the balcony, like a wash of moonlight, two dancing figures moved slowly under the lyrical music, more than 30 years of time passed, those flowers that had quietly bloomed in the corner of life, scattered in the vast sea of people, slowly aging. Only this beautiful music is eternal, awakening the flower that you and I will never forget.