Wen Qi, I, a post-90s college student, a nursing major in a university in a province, like to tell stories and write stories since I was a child, no works have come out, most of the whimsical plots are slowly piled up in my head, not recorded or completed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn my concept, a good novella or an 800-word test-taking essay is not easy to produce, I don't have the courage and ability to control it, and what is even more frightening is that once I pick up the pen, I will suddenly find that I am so unsuitable, and it turns out that liking and doing are completely different concepts, and it turns out that I can't. I wrote some things in high school, and they all ended up unexpectedly.

Regarding "Borrowing the New Year", in fact, I had the urge to write something after entering the school in my freshman year. On that day in September 10, a family of three got off the long-distance bus at the school gate, carrying a bunch of luggage, and three pairs of eyes looked at the super large gate of the school in confusion. The first time I lived in a group, the first time I spent more than three hours visiting a school on thousands of acres of land, and I read the wrong map, the first time I joined a club, the first time I participated in the student union, the first time I failed a course, the first time I worked part-time, and the first time I fell in love...... What the university has given me is from panic, to confusion, to adaptation, and finally to truly turning the university into an environment where I can grow. Along the way, there have been too many stories, happy and happy, sad and dissatisfied, motivating, depressing, many feelings and many thoughts, which cannot be expressed naked according to their own wishes in real life. Emotions accumulated, and finally, I put pen to paper.

The title of the book "Borrowing the New Year" is an idea that came to mind. Some of the essays are very unappealing, and it is difficult for people to know the general style and content of the work at a glance, but when these four words popped up, I was pleasantly surprised and surprised, and the combination of these four words completely expressed the mood of my writing of this novel and the tone of the text. The word "borrowed" comes from one of my favorite Taiwanese singers - Yan Yalun (formerly known as Wu Genglin), in one of his recently released albums, there is a song "borrowed" that is not the main song, and Taiwanese lyricist Mr. Chen Lerong wrote the lyrics for it:

After dark, after dawn, I waited too long for me

It's too tiring to borrow the new one and pay off the old one

Turn left, turn right, turn to the end, this road is impassable

The bottomless pit of the heart

You don't want to block me in person, and I'm grinding my ears and sideburns

In the end, I stood on the street and borrowed a sentence

There is not a single doll in the whole park

The rotating cup spins out more loneliness

The play was also acted, and the heart was also taken out

Can't wait for the moths to put out the fire

It had to be cold

You smiled and said that you would contact me again to humbly review your mistakes

You and I have borrowed a sentence from each other

There is a reason for the scattering

Look back at the black hole back to back

Can I at least say I borrowed you for a moment

(Excerpt)

On the bustling streets, we wore the same or different professional attire, carried bags, carried document bags, drove cars or took buses or walked in the crowd. In the neon flashes, the faces of pedestrians are decorated with various expressions, and this day is an ordinary day after our graduation N years. The warm memories of the past collided with myself who was alone at this moment, and I missed meeting the familiar you unexpectedly on this familiar street, and in an instant, whether it was the scenery around me or the opposite you, it became blurry and unfamiliar. In the past, the wind and clouds were surging in our hearts, turning over the river and the sea, we looked at each other and smiled, greeted each other skillfully, and finally left a sentence and borrowed it.

This is the picture that came to my mind when I listened to this song, the people I met may be former lovers, may be old friends who are messing around, and after ups and downs, we finally walked out of the world we once intertwined, and lived in a different world in another posture that may not be familiar with each other. But I really hope that we may, at some point, at some point, be touched by this city and reminisce about those beautiful years.

I don't know if it is a blasphemy of Mr. Chen's original intention of creation, or whether it is a misinterpretation of the feeling that Yan Yalun wants to convey when he sings emotionally, but at that moment, I did think of those youthful days that I had passed and were about to pass, and panicked about a certain day in the future, whether friends and lovers who laughed and worked together at this moment would really become like that like a stranger. I think that some things will be experienced one by one, and some things and some people are destined to exist in my life in one way or more minutes, and they will either go by and go until the end, or they will leave halfway.

I understand that these things, these people, actually have to experience and happen, and we are bound to mention the words "borrowing the years", whether it is in the present, or in the distant or not very distant future. But I always cherish and be grateful for these people who are willing to appear in my life.

I would like to dedicate this article to my relatives, friends and lovers who don't know if they will go hand in hand to the end. I will always remember the best years we all walked through together, regardless of our ending, whether it was a slightly embarrassing sentence and had to borrow the New Year.