His grades in the final exam were naturally very poor, but these were all expected by the teacher and his parents, and no one had any hope for him, even including himself, he knew very well that he was just waiting to be a soldier and leave, and his father's purpose was to let him get a junior high school diploma, although this degree is meaningless now, but it is better than nothing, and at least there is comfort in his father, who is illiterate.

Despite this, his father still asked him to continue studying, even if it would make him feel more comfortable, and every day during the holidays, Shaxiong would spend two hours at home, either copying a few English words, or reading idle books outside of class, and occasionally his father would take out his history and Chinese textbooks while he was there.

There is another thing he must do, that is, to date Xu Tingting, of course, Sha Xiong will not use this word, it is too formal and crepe, but he knows in his heart that his meeting with Xu Tingting has a more private nature.

Sha Xiong's father goes out early and returns late, he doesn't have much time to care about him, he usually stays at home during lunch time, and when his father leaves, he throws away the books and changes into a dress to find Xu Tingting.

Xu Tingting's house is not far from his house, two turns along the main street, but her home is in the community, and Sha Xiong's family lives in an old-fashioned bungalow, her father works in the iron factory, the community is the family building in the factory, she has an older brother who graduated from high school and works in a glass factory, her brother is six years older than her, and he loves her more, and often helps her hide it from her parents, and even knows that she is in love at school and does not tell her parents, Xu Tingting also likes her brother very much, and even Sha Xiong is envious.

There is a thing he heard from Xu Tingting's mouth, her brother once bumped into him and Xu Tingting together, after she went home, her brother asked her what was going on, she naturally didn't dare to tell the truth, but her brother probably guessed it, but he not only didn't say that she was wrong, but praised Sha Xiong for looking good, Xu Tingting really couldn't believe it, her brother is a person who has never been in love, how can he be so open-minded, and Sha Xiong was surprised that someone would say that he was good-looking, he knew very well the impression that his usual dress left on others, either a homeless or a ruffian, he always liked to deliberately blow up his hair on weekdays, and the collar of his jacket was also turned upHe didn't understand what her brother thought, he was very curious, what kind of person was her brother, and he really wanted to find a chance to meet.

There is a steel statue of Chairman Mao at the entrance of Xu Tingting's community, which is obviously old, rusty on it, and the chairman's lower lip is also frozen and cracked, the doorman is an old man, Sha Xiong casually found a brick, knocked it three times in the past, and then went out of the community, the old man went out to see what was going on, Sha Xiongli ignored it, just went to the place where he and Xu Tingting met every time.

This is his secret word to her, because he didn't dare to knock on her door, he came up with such a trick, and Xu Tingting would go to the alley behind the community to find him after hearing it.

I haven't seen her for a while, he found that Xu Tingting has become beautiful again, she is wearing an orange down jacket, her face is red, he seems to think she is beautiful for the first time, he used to know that she is good-looking, but it is just a good look, it is the kind of good looks that can make him have face, but today is different, she came from far away and smiled at him, her hair is not as neatly combed as in school, it looks like she just got up, her face because of the reflection of the down jacket and the cold weather, showing a unique warm tone, with a cloud of white vapor exhaled from the mouth of the open poem, rushing towards her, but spreading out in the middle of the roadSha Xiong waited for the fog to disperse before he could clearly see her smiling face, so vivid, if he were a psychologist or a poet, he could read thousands of beautiful words from it.

But even if he wasn't, he could see a lot of metaphors, the kind of metaphors that had been written in poems countless times. The little gangster who always causes trouble at school and home, he is puzzled, he looks at her, he has thousands of thoughts in his heart, but he can't find half a word to describe his feelings in the sky and on the ground, he is in a hurry, he leans back against the wall, smoking a cigarette, one foot is dragged up by the ghost and kicks the wall behind him involuntarily, he pretends to be calm, and uses the smoke exhaled to hide his panic, the smoke wrapped in water vapor rushes straight in the direction of her smile, menacing, and rushes to her face, but as soon as he touches it, the smile penetrates the smoke, penetrates the air, and penetrates the eyes that he thinks are coldOriginally, he still had the last power to fight back, of course, not his hard appearance, but his hard heart, but she suddenly pushed a palm on his chest, this palm used the strength of her whole body, and the frightening smile just now was all transferred to the hand in an instant, that fast, beyond the imagination of scientists, even the most unafraid of the constraints of thought artists can not imagine, he can't dodge, he can't think of it, his ignorance seems to come from human instinct, he can't see her hand, he can't find the vast force from her hand, he doesn't know where it went, he can't clearly understand a point of focus, Why did he beat him to the soul, there is no trace outside the nine skies, how terrible, he spied around, in the vast dome, to collect his own mind, a careless, the soul will never be able to be born, time is long, quiet, the so-called millennium of practice is not comparable to a thought to the Buddha, presumably God has mercy on the ignorance of the world, does not want to let him fall asleep in a daze, wake up in a daze, and spend the years in vain, just leave him a cheap life, finally, he also smiled, ten minutes passed, they, they, finally have to speak, the joys and sorrows of life are always one or two fragmented voices, but he doesn't know, she doesn't know, Qiang Qiang shouted, scolding, laughing,

"Look at it!" just this sentence, it is difficult to sleep for several lifetimes, and they are all talking about love and hating in impermanence.