"In the encounter, there is a message from WeChat, you come and help grandpa take a look. Grandpa Fu sat on the sofa and greeted Qiao Yu.

The sun and the moon change, the seasons change, and it is the beginning of the year, the sun is warm, the time is slow, 2018 is like a newborn baby, stretching out lazy hands, writing the trivialities and joys of this festival.

The courtyard is lit up with lights, heavy steamed buns, steaming rice cakes, joyful moods, and busy figures shuttling in the winter when the snowflakes are drifting.

Qiao Yu opened the chat box, and the background was sixteen-year-old Fu Chengshen. But in addition to Grandpa Fu's toothy smile on time every day, it is a green holiday blessing at the bottom.

"Happy New Year, Grandpa. ”

"When you meet, you come to read it to your grandfather. Grandpa is so old that he can't read words clearly. ”

"Grandpa, Chengcheng wishes you a happy holiday. ”

"Eh, good, Chengcheng is really filial. Grandpa Fu wiped his eyes, and a blessing made an old man who was over his age wet his eyes.

It's really lovesick.

"In the event of an encounter, you can help me ask Chengcheng when he will go home. ”

"Grandpa, Chengcheng is a little busy and may not be able to reply to you. ”

"Well, I also know that recruits can't go home for the first two years. It's just that I think my grandson thinks bitterly, in case...... If their troops change their policy this year, it may not be possible. ”

Qiao Yu patted his grandfather's back and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, what Chengcheng did is a worthwhile thing." ”

Grandpa Fu sighed, "Then I hope my grandson will become a useful man." He picked up his crutches and got up and walked to the dining table, "Let's go, meet you." Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and I have a good meal with my grandfather. ”

At the dinner table, the chips are staggered. The two families under the light blessed each other.

"In the new year, I wish the two grandfathers longevity and all the best. Qiao Yu stood up and said. At this moment, the fireworks behind it are brilliant and endless. The sight of the girl raising a glass is recorded forever. She opened her thin lips lightly and said that everything is successful.

I only hope that all the results are a little better than expected.

The moon crept up to the head of the bed. Tonight, for some reason, seventeen-year-old Qiao Yu was a little sentimental.

In the circle of friends at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, an insomnia girl with an ID named Yuci sweet and sour chops sighed: "It's easy to see when it's hard, and it's hard to see when it's not easy, and the water falls in the spring, heaven and earth." May every star that has not found its home shine with its own unique light that illuminates the entire night sky. [Fist clench] [clenching fist]"

There is also a link to the music that you often go home to see.

It didn't take long for the following row to reply.

Jiang Cheng: Happy New Year to Miss Qiao, I wish the little fairy a happy seventeen!

Mother: Why don't you sleep when you meet, come and watch the Spring Festival Gala with your mother.

Brother Qingyan: Happy New Year, go to bed early!

......

Fu Chengshen: It's good to go home.

Qiao Yu rubbed his eyes, thinking about how Fu Chengshen could reply so late.

She found the Shar Pei head and clicked on it and asked, "How can your troops use mobile phones today?"

"We can do it on holidays. ”

"Then you don't want to tell your grandfather about peace?"

"The more I contacted him, the more uncomfortable he became. ”

"Oh. ”

"Happy birthday to you tomorrow. ”

"Thank you, and I wish you to come back soon, we are all missing you. ”

"Hmm. ”

Fu Chengshen hooked his lips slightly, missing this word is really beautiful.

He murmured, "If you don't come again, I'm going to snow." Thankfully, you said you missed me. ”

It was the last winter before Qiao Yu's college entrance examination, and the small southern town was so wet and cold that people shivered.

That year, No. 1 Middle School had the shortest winter vacation in history, and everyone complained that there was only a ten-day winter vacation that made people unable to live. In the end, I could only obediently tidy up my schoolbag and grasp the last tail of winter.

After the initial exam, the old class announced: "From today onwards, everyone's seats will be changed to single seats. ”

As soon as they heard that the seats were going to be rectified, everyone began to talk to each other. The old class cleared his throat, "The overall atmosphere of our class is not bad, and many students have taken the lead, and I hope to continue to work hard." This is the last semester of our high school, so let's work hard. It's still the same sentence, raise one point and kill a thousand people. ”

Some students below coaxed, "Teacher, is there a reward for doing well in the exam?"

"Sun Bobo, you take a look at your results this time. If you can do well in the exam, I will buy you a mobile phone after you graduate. The old class lowered his head and scanned the record, and said with a smile: "Didn't I say Bobo, you're almost counting down the years, so let's add some oil." ”

The old class lifted his glasses and said earnestly: "It is precisely because of his youth that everything is possible." I would never say that the gaokao is the only way out for us, but for now, it is the fairest path. Therefore, students should not be discouraged in the final marathon sprint. Because only in this way, when you receive your results, whether good or bad, you can have a clear conscience. ”

"Finally, I would like to inform you that we have a parent-teacher conference this Saturday where we will talk to parents about what we are going to do and what parents are going to do in the final stages. So kids, you're not fighting alone, you have thousands of people behind you, do your best for them. The old class stepped off the podium and waved his hand, "I wish you all a happy start to school." ”

There was a round of applause. I don't know whether it's joy or sorrow.

Qiao Yu turned his head and cried to Jiang Cheng: "Alas, we are going to separate." What does the old class think, it's uncomfortable. ”

"Yes, I have to endure the loneliness of being alone. But then again, the biggest headache is the parent-teacher conference. Jiang Cheng's eyes widened and he began to imitate the conversation between the teacher and the parents.

"The teacher is good, the teacher is good, I am a so-and-so parent. Is so-and-so studying well lately?"

"It's okay in other ways, this math is really a headache, you give her more attention, let her see more. ”

"Okay, okay, teacher, let me tell you, my children don't study at home. ”

"Yes, yes, I don't think she's been studying too hard lately. It's the third year of high school, so it's better to hurry. ”

"Good teacher, thank you. ”

Qiao Yu next to him was already laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist, "Is this good, in the end, they all said that we were not good, and in the end we found that we were not good." As he spoke, he patted Jiang Cheng on the shoulder, "We are comrades-in-arms who share the same disease." ”

On the first day of the second half semester of the third year of high school, the laughter of the teenagers in the second class of the third year of high school was like the ripples of a clear spring, and youth overflowed from the small whirlpool at the corner of each of their mouths, rippling all over their faces.

Qiao Yu copied a lyric from Born for a Dream in the upper left corner of the desk; There was no trace of the novel in Jiang Cheng's desk; Even Sun Bobo, whose grades are not so good, has never dozed off in class......

On the way to chasing dreams, everyone is doing their best, even if the result is not good, what it doesn't matter, the chase itself is the meaning of life.