Chapter 175 You at the same table
"Tomorrow will you remember, the diary you wrote yesterday. ”
"Tomorrow, do you still think about you, who used to cry the most? ”
A faint melody, with a hint of sadness. Lu Pingfan's singing voice is very clean and pure, there is no trace of impurities in the singing process, and every word just happens to be sung to the hearts of the students.
Although the students didn't understand what the song was about at first, they could feel that the song was a memory, and perhaps a memory.
It wasn't until Lu Pingfan continued to sing that the classmates understood, it turned out that this song was reminiscing about you at the same table.
As the lyrics say, many years later, the teacher has taught batch after batch of students and sent away batch after batch of students, and they have long forgotten which student they asked in class to answer the question, and which student did not answer.
Even the protagonist who used to be at the same table, I accidentally opened the photo album and remembered you at the same table.
How long has it been since we've seen each other, you?
After so many years, you must have gotten married. Which lucky guy will marry the sentimental you, tie your hair, put on a wedding dress for you, take you into the palace of marriage, and then accompany you to open the diary of the past, like I am remembering you, and follow him to recall me back then.
At that time, we were all young and had done many childish things, such as you carefully caring about me borrowing erasers, and you pretending to say that you liked to be with me.
Actually, I liked you at that time, but we were both very shy, and even if you said you liked me, I didn't have the courage to say that I liked you.
Turns out I'm a little shyer than you.
We used to lie on the playground together and look at the blue sky, and you complained to me that the class was so boring, why didn't you graduate yet, why couldn't you get out of the school cage quickly.
But in a blink of an eye, we went our separate ways, and the school that we used to want to escape quickly became a memory city that we could never go back to. There are still words we have carved on the desks and chairs in the classrooms, but their owners have already changed batch after batch, and new handwriting may be added to them, to cover up our handwriting, to erase the last traces of our school.
Also, in fact, I never told you that I wrote you a letter before graduation, and that letter was quietly stuffed into your desk by me, but you didn't see it, and it should have been thrown away by now.
In fact, there is nothing written in the letter, I just hope that you will always be my tablemate, and there is a little unspeakable feeling.
You know, I'm married now, and I have a good relationship with my wife, and you can't imagine that I'm showing her a picture of you, but she seems to be a little jealous, and I hope the one who remembers me with you won't be jealous.
You at the same table.
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"Who marries you who is sentimental, who comforts you who loves to cry. ”
"Who tied up your long hair, who made you a wedding dress............"
The sound of the guitar gradually faded, and Lu Pingfan's singing quietly ended.
In the time of this short song, everyone listened to it as if they were in a lifetime, as if everything depicted in the lyrics was their own experience.
This song is a kind of faint telling, it sounds like Lu Pingfan is the only one who is telling, but in fact, it speaks everyone's heart.
The students of the first and second years of high school graduated early, and they are still imprisoned in the cage of the campus, and they may still be thinking about the same table as you, complaining about the boredom of campus study and life, and wanting to graduate quickly.
But when they heard this song, they recalled the time of elementary school and junior high school, they had already experienced two separations, and they were separated from many good friends in the road of life, and they also had a sympathetic experience.
This kind of experience seems to awaken something in their hearts and makes them understand that in fact, there is not much time left in campus life, and they should cherish it. And the most important thing is that every student in the class, every teacher who has taught him, in order not to leave regrets like in the song, now cherish these people better.
The students in the third year of high school, they are about to face separation, and they will enter the 100-day countdown to the college entrance examination in about a month. Speaking of reluctance, no one can understand this feeling better than them. The students who get along day and night go their separate ways in the blink of an eye, how can time pass so quickly? The situation of entering the military training is still vivid, as if everything happened yesterday.
There are more sentimental girls, and even unconsciously left tears, hugging with their best friends, and some secretly looked at the object they liked, but they couldn't convey their feelings to each other.
There are still so many things to do, but the life of high school has come to an end mercilessly.
College Entrance Examination College Entrance Examination, for it, everyone has worked hard for 12 years, just hoping to seek a better way out for their future and let themselves live a better life, as if all the days before the college entrance examination are useless, except for studying are meaningless.
However, at this moment, all the senior high school students suddenly had an idea, they all felt that the college entrance examination had only one function, which was to use an exam to break up countless people.
Is it true that the days before the college entrance examination are meaningless?
No, it's not. Look at these classmates around you, meeting them is the most valuable wealth in life. Maybe after graduation, you will meet better classmates, friends, or colleagues.
But these classmates in front of me cannot be replaced by anyone I meet in the future.
Finally, the teachers at the school.
Compared with the students who are still in school, the teacher is the one who best fits the artistic conception of the song "You at the Same Table". They have long since graduated, worked for many years, some are in love, some are married, and even some are single, they have long since cut off contact with their classmates.
The boys in the back seat like to pull the hair of the girls at the front table, and the boys and girls at the same table secretly fight in class.
Boys discuss games together after class, and girls discuss which boy they like after class.
These kinds of memories are vivid, looking at the students I teach, it is like seeing myself back then. Many of the teachers quietly reddened their eyes, then pretended to have sand inside, closed their eyes and rubbed them.
A song about you at the same table touched everyone in the school.
Lu Pingfan, who had just finished singing a song, didn't say another word, he quietly left the radio room with his guitar, leaving time for his classmates and teachers to be sad, to reminisce, and then cherish the present time even more.
The college entrance examination is coming soon, and this song is the best gift he can give to his classmates.