The sky was pouring rain.

An international flight from Singapore to Sanchuan City lands waddling at Sanchuan International Airport.

Lin Xiao pulled her suitcase and walked off the plane, and an assistant dragged the other luggage behind. Lin Xiao took out the phone from the bag, pressed the power button, prompted that the battery was not enough, and put the phone back.

A young man greeted them at the pick-up gate, holding a sign: Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao saw it and walked over.

"Mr. Lin, this trip has been hard!" The young man saw Lin Xiao coming, and hurriedly greeted him and said, "Come with me and walk this way, our car is in the parking lot on the negative floor." After speaking, he was about to take Lin Xiao's luggage.

"Xiao Li, don't worry about me, you go and pick up the luggage in the back!" Lin Xiao hurriedly said.

"This, okay!" Xiao Li nodded, but he was a little reluctant in his heart.

Xiao Li took the luggage behind him and went to the negative floor to take the bus together.

Sitting in the car, Lin Xiao quickly closed her tired eyes, lay down in the back seat and fell asleep. Xiao Li was the driver, and seeing that everyone was very sleepy, he didn't talk much and concentrated on driving back.

After taking a nap, Lin Xiao woke up.

Looking back on my trip to Singapore in the past few days, I learned about Singapore's customs and customs, met many internationally renowned masters in the circle, and gained a lot. There are also many enthusiastic friends, from different countries and thousands of miles, who came to cheer, Lin Xiao was very moved and encouraged. Although she is not very old, Lin Xiao's appearance looks obviously more mature and vicissitudes than her peers. High-intensity work and staying up late all day have become the norm, which deeply devastates his body.

Looking at the hazy scenery in the drizzle outside the car window, I suddenly saw the very familiar Lishan Lake, and remembered the Lishan Lake Club inside.

The robbery of the waves is very hesitant, and the place eventually becomes another alley.

The pearl is covered in dust and no one appreciates, and it travels thousands of miles to the South Seas.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep again.

After arriving home, there were no other arrangements for the time being, so I let the assistant and the driver go home to rest. Flush yourself in a hot shower, drink a glass of boiled water, plug your phone into the power cord to charge, and then sleep again, it's so tiring these days!

I don't know how long it took, but when I opened my eyes, it was pitch black. I touched the switch and turned on the lamp. Take off your phone, turn it on, and plan to look at the circle of friends and news first.

I received a text message first:

"Hello, take the liberty of asking, are you Lin Xiao, a sophomore at Ishikawa High School in 2001?"

Lin Xiao's first reaction was: It must be a high school classmate! Who is he (her)? Why did he or she suddenly contact me? It's been so many years!

"I'm that Lin Xiao. Who are you?"

Soon there was a reply:

"I'm Ice, and you probably don't even remember me. We met on the radio that year, became pen pals, and never met. Weekly correspondence, talking about reading, talking about ideals, talking about life......"

Suddenly tears flowed, remembering the age of innocence, remembering the relatives in his hometown, Lin Xiao has not been back to his hometown for many years......

"Of course I remember you! You helped me a lot back then, but I don't know why we lost contact in our junior year of high school. I also looked for you later, but I haven't heard from you yet, and I didn't expect to be in touch again today!"

"I've been out for almost 15 years, and I've settled in Singapore ...... past few years", "I happened to see your news on TV, so I checked the information on the Internet and found your contact information, and now there are too many duplicate names, I didn't expect it to be really your ......"

"I wrote to you under my real name, but I still don't know your name. ”

"I'll tell you later, haha!"

A lot of the past comes to mind and is vivid......

In a self-study class in the second year of high school, the classroom was quiet, most of the students were doing various exercises, and some of them were secretly wearing headphones, listening to music and reading miscellaneous books.

He, unkempt and haggard, sat in a corner by the window, carefully looked at the classical masterpiece "Dream of Red Mansions", and read "The Song of Funeral Flowers":

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At the end of the day, where is the incense hill?

If you don't collect the beautiful bones, you can cover the wind with a pure land!

The essence is clean and clean, which is better than dirt and ditches.

Now that Nong is dead and buried, I don't know when Nong will be mourned?

Nong is burying flowers and laughing idiots, who does he know about burying Nong in the year?

Try to see the remnants of spring flowers gradually falling, that is, when the red face dies of old age.

Once the spring is full of red faces, the flowers fall and people die without knowing!

He burst into tears.

At this time, the head teacher secretly watched in the corridor outside the window, then entered the classroom and walked straight to Lin Xiao. Lin Xiao was immersed in the book, and there was a figure in front of him, and he didn't realize it.

"Everyone else is studying, and you still have the heart to read idle books!" said the head teacher angrily.

Lin Xiao ignored it.

The head teacher snatched "Dream of Red Mansions", picked up the book and smashed it on Lin Xiao's head, confiscated the book, and left angrily.

The class was silent.

After a while, Fang Xiaoqing, who was sitting in the middle seat behind her, whispered: "There are several people reading novels, why did they take you away?"

The students didn't dare to read idle books anymore and started to do the questions seriously.

He still had no intention of studying, and looked at the dark campus outside the window.

A few days later, in another self-study class, he drew on a piece of scratch paper. In the imagination, depict a simple, innocent, twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, with two pigtails, sitting on a stone bench by the stream, holding her cheeks and meditating. The eyes are full of ignorance, expectation, longing, what the outside world will be like?......

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him, it was a classmate, Chen Jun, who used to be at the same table, interrupted him from painting, picked up the sketch that was almost finished, and said:

"It's wonderful, it's so good, it's so good!

After speaking, he passed it to the students next to him, and the quiet classroom suddenly became noisy. The classmates rushed to circulate it, especially the female students, who couldn't wait to take a few more looks, and applauded again and again.

"Lin Xiao, I believe you will be great in the future! Be strong, if you need help in the future, tell me at any time!" Chen Jun said, patted Lin Xiao's shoulder after speaking, and returned to his seat.

Lin Xiao looked out the window blankly.

A few sparrows chirped by the bucket in front of the classroom, scrambling for the grains of rice on the ground.

This is a remote high school campus, far away from the county seat, just on a stone village, the government in order to take care of the poor township students in the western part of the county, the government has prepared to build a high school nearby, the common people call it Ishikawa High School, the official name is the county No. 2 High School. Although it is very small and broken, it has been nearly 50 years, but it has also cultivated some government officials, business elites and academic celebrities, and it is the hope of the people in the western part of the county, who are looking forward to their dolls being able to go out from here, get out of the poor ravine, and get rid of the fate of their ancestors who have been farming for generations.

There was no decent cafeteria in the school, so the students organized themselves, and several people worked together to buy a bucket and put their own dishes and chopsticks in it. Usually eating, several people divide the division of labor, and then eat together, and take turns washing the dishes after eating, which saves time and money.

There is a small classroom next to it, where art students learn to draw, and every evening, art students come to class. Lin Xiao had never been inside, but through the window, he could see the students' artwork taped to the classroom wall. Out of curiosity, I found my current tablemate, Guo Enjie, who was studying art, borrowed a pencil and paper, and completely relied on his own understanding and imagination to start drawing. Unexpectedly, he could draw better than Guo Enjie, who had been studying for more than a year. Now every time Guo Enjie hands in his art homework, he has to find Lin Xiao to revise it for him, and even paint for him completely, and then hand it over to the teacher, and the teacher also praises Guo Enjie's rapid progress!

Lin Xiao knows his situation very well, his family has no money to let him study art, whether he can successfully finish high school is still a problem, painting is just a way for him to relieve depression in his heart.

The family changed a month ago, and the already poor family is now even worse. Lin Xiao was hit hard, she was misanthropic and negative, had no intention of studying, couldn't see hope, and felt that life was meaningless.

Lin Xiao didn't know when she would be able to get out of her grief.