No matter how beautiful your youth is, there will be a time to say goodbye. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The second year of junior high school is coming to an end soon, and I cherish the time I have to chat with Di.

After class one night, there were few people in the classroom. Jing, I really want to hear me sing the song "I Only Feel for You", because Di said that I sang very well. At that time, Di also wanted to hear me sing.

Well, I just finished singing it, and it was hard to hear! I could see it in their eyes. Then, Jing asked Di to sing "Only Feelings for You" with me. I was a little expectant, but Di refused without even thinking about it.

Di asked me again: "Oolong, do you like this song so much?"

I asked, "Don't you like it?"

Di said lightly: "I don't like it very much." ”

Actually, I like this song, but I said, "I don't like it very much, hehe." ”

Later, there was an exam, and there was a final subject. Di called me: "Oolong, sing a song "Little Turtle" to listen to me." ”

This time, I didn't drag the mud and water, and soon laughed and sang. Because I know that if I don't sing anymore, I may not have a chance in the future.

After singing, she laughed, and everyone was ready to go to the exam. My heart is a little reluctant, really reluctant.

Soon, the exam was over. Everyone packed up their things and went home happily because the summer vacation was coming......

I slowly cleaned up the books on my desk in the classroom, and I felt that Di would come back to the classroom and see her again.

Fortunately, God has lived up to my expectations, Di is really back! The head teacher also came to the classroom to chat, yes, in this way, the summer vacation is also in the mood.

On a small road outside the school, I pushed the cart and walked with Di. Although it was not long, my heart was very satisfied. Looking at her back, I hope that I can be in the same class as her in the third year of junior high school, so hopefully! Okay, let's go home happily......

In the summer vacation of that year, due to the expropriation of the land, Uncle and Aunt moved to Dalang, Dongguan. Fortunately, Ah Ying, Ah Jun and the Shen family sisters and brothers are also there. So, there are people to play with me.

I also met the son of the second sister, my second little nephew, Binzai. He also happened to wake up when I first met him, so when I hugged him, he didn't react. However, a mischievous soul does not sleep for long. He's a kid's long-distance runner, running around and causing trouble at the neighbor's house.

It's hard to catch up with him, and when you pick him up, he will resist! He will struggle! His body is like a snake, and he can't hold it anyway. What embarrassed me even more was that when I picked him up on the road, his cry could be heard far away. A lot of uncles and aunts who work in the fields will look at me, and I feel like I'm abducting and selling children. What a shame!

In the same way, take him shopping, he wants to buy toys, and if you don't buy them, he will sit on the ground and cry. You pull him, you beat him, and you don't go. It's not that he doesn't buy it for him, it's that he's too greedy! I buy a toy for him, and when he sees a more interesting toy after walking for a while, he will not buy the toy he just bought, but the one in front of him! What are you kidding! I didn't have the right to buy toys when I was a child! So he just sat on the ground and cried. Pedestrians on the road are watching, and they give people the same feeling - like child trafficking.

I had to make a very fierce and bad image in front of him, so there was a picture of him going out of the door, and he would immediately run to his grandparents. Well, the effect is still there. Who called him so naughty?

Immerse yourself in the feelings of summer vacation and start the next part of the road.

The occasional encounter has become something I am looking forward to very much. Because, it's a beautiful landscape.

The third junior high school came to the throne vigorously, burying the reluctant second junior high school in the past.

Alas, hope, still, was helplessly dashed. Di and I are not in the same class. I was assigned to the ninth class of the third grade of junior high school, while Di Hejing and Kaijin were in the second class of the third grade of junior high school, and my cousin Jie was also in the second class of the third grade of junior high school. Teacher Luo still teaches them Chinese, I envy me to death!

Phew, I'm going to have to adapt to a new environment again. Mori is also in this class, and Kasumi, who is in the same class as me in elementary school, is also in this class, but fortunately, there are a few familiar faces.

I forgot who the homeroom teacher of the first semester was. The later homeroom teacher was Mr. Bobo, a teacher who taught mathematics and was very good at picking up girls, and was loved by many students. I'm not a fan of him, because, he teaches math.

I forgot how I spent the first few days, and I was numb anyway. I was really sad not to be in the same class as Di!

In the third year of junior high school, there is an additional course, chemistry. I might have been a little interested, but then because it was too complicated, I added it to the horror course blacklist.

At the beginning of chemistry class, you have to memorize the periodic table. As for the chemistry teacher, he was the handsome teacher who taught me biology in the first year of junior high school. He gave the class ten minutes to memorize the first 20 elements and see if they could write down the first 20 elements silently. I had a good feeling of reciting it at the time, because it was mixed with homophony. Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium, boron, carbon, nitrogen, oxygen, fluorine, neon, sodium, magnesium, aluminum, silicon, phosphorus, sulfur, chloride, argon, potassium, calcium. I remembered it very quickly!

When the teacher asked if anyone remembered, Kasumi raised her hand. The girls immediately clapped their hands for joy, and then she went up to the podium to write silently. Actually, I also remembered, but I was more timid and didn't dare to raise my hand.

Soon, she was all writing correctly. The class burst into applause again, and then the teacher asked the boy if anyone remembered it. No one responded.

The teacher asked Sen who had a good academic performance, and Sen shook his head helplessly.

The teacher asked, "Who has remembered the boys?" and everyone's eyes swept around the classroom.

My heart is beating fast! I remember! Am I going to raise my hand?

After a moment of confusion, courage lifted my hand, and many surprised eyes were cast on me. Applause ensued. Another boy said, "Come on! Win glory for our male compatriots!"

When I took the chalk, the class fell silent, and I heard Dada whisper, "Come on, baby." "It feels like praying that I'll be able to write silently. Who is Dada?

I was already very nervous, and there were very few such scenes, and the whole class watched my every move.

Take a deep breath and it starts, it feels right, I remember it. So, very quickly, I finished writing silently. And that's right! So, the applause I received at that time was very honorable. After all, don't disgrace your fellow men.

However, I am a person who can easily be proud. So at the end of class, I did a very wrong thing. Since it was the last class, I had to queue up in the cafeteria to eat, so after class, the teacher had just walked to the door when I ran out of front of him. I almost bumped into him, and I saw that he looked back at me a little unhappily. I'm feeling a little sick in my heart......

When I went to the cafeteria to eat, I told my classmates how I memorized the periodic table. But no one paid much attention to me. At that time, I learned that proud people are very annoying. From then on, take a low-key route. It's not that you can't be high-profile, you just don't want to......

Well, let's go back to Dada. His bed was on my top bunk, in other words, the same bed. It's just that he's in the upper berth and I'm in the lower berth.

He liked to think of me like a baby because he was too childish and I wasn't tall. At that time, I was supposed to be the second or third lowest in the class for the height of boys. So it's no wonder he calls me "baby"! I'm getting younger and younger every year, but I like it.

After school in the afternoon, it is the time I look forward to the most. Because she may meet Di, Di runs to the canteen every afternoon after school, because her classroom is on the second floor, a little far from the canteen, and she has to hurry up to study, so she has to run. My classroom is on the first floor, and it's close to the cafeteria, so I usually meet Di.

When Di saw me, she would laugh and shout, "Oolong." It was this image that I will never forget. That's what motivated me to have a bit of fun in my third year of junior high school.

I'll give her a smile back and ride home happily.

Sometimes, Di can't see me. Sometimes, Di sees me and ignores me. Maybe it's not in a good mood. But I didn't really call her once......

In order to meet her, I calculated how fast I would go to meet her.

The encounter was very short, but it was a very beautiful scenery that had been fixed in my youth.

Because of that scenery, I was intoxicated with half of my youth.

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