In the evening, the gymnasium of Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, brightly lit, thousands of graduates of the third grade of high school gathered here, taking the class as a unit, holding hands in a circle, circling and turning, as if flowers blooming on the ground, everyone sang the graduation song of this world in unison, the band composed of graduates accompanied, the atmosphere was extremely harmonious, and full of an indescribable sadness, unconsciously, some students with a fragile will were infected by this atmosphere, and they couldn't help but burst into tears.

No matter how many complaints I had about this school before, maybe it was complaining about the rigidity and boring way of teaching the teacher, maybe it was complaining about the strictness and ruthlessness of the teaching director, maybe it was complaining about the monotony and unpalatable food in the cafeteria, at this moment, it turned into countless touches and nostalgia, do you still remember the paper airplanes that flew in class and the small notes that were passed around? Do you still remember going to the school's basketball court with friends to play basketball with friends after class? Do you remember the first time you plucked up the courage to take advantage of the recess exercise time to confess or ask a friend to help you deliver a love letter? Those sensual poems full of adolescent sorrow and melancholy have been turned to ashes with time, and all that remains is the moment when everyone sings together to pay tribute to the high school that will never return.

Going from high school to college is a big watershed, and for the vast majority of students, it means leaving the city of birth and going to all parts of China and even all corners of the world.

At eight o'clock, Ai Wenjing appeared on the stage as the president of the third-year high school student union, stood in front of everyone, and made an affectionate statement, which is not only a summary and remembrance of the past three years spent in Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, but also a yearning, expectation and longing for the next four years of college and even more years of life.

Ai Wenjing looked at everyone in the audience, her youthful faces, but they were so unfamiliar, she couldn't help but feel a little in a trance, she was supposed to graduate with the previous graduates. Of course, that was actually dropping out of school, but she still followed Jiang Li's advice to repeat the grade and repeat it, as far as she is concerned, this graduation party has a limited relationship with her, of course. In the past year, she has also made some new friends, but has not been able to develop deeply, after family changes, she has been far from her once innocent her, her heart, has been unconsciously vicissitudes, can no longer be like seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers and girls carefree laughter and enjoy simple pain and happiness.

And most of the graduates in the audience regard Ai Wenjing as a goddess, an unattainable existence, even the students in the same class as Ai Wenjing this year. Don't even dare to hand over a love letter.

Therefore, they are not classmates, just a person and a group of people who are clearly distinguished.

At such a time when other people can enjoy the joy and pain of parting, in such a sad parting season, why is her heart as hard as iron and stone, unmoved, but her eyes are full of tears?

Yes, she's lamenting her fate. She felt self-pity in Gu Ying, and God gave her more than ten years of happiness. The privileged life, father's love and mother's love, friendship between friends, and laughter and fun finally came to naught in a car accident, and everything was ruthlessly deprived by God, so now facing this group of graduates, Ai Wenjing, who was giving a speech and was nearing the end, suddenly cried uncontrollably, tears slid down his cheeks silently. Transformed into sparkling pearls in the light and dripping on the stage.

Just like the prince in a fairy tale always appears at the most critical moment to save the princess, just when others noticed a hint of Ai Wenjing's strangeness and secretly surprised, a light and faint melancholy folk guitar melody quietly sounded.

Don't worry, the prince has come to the rescue.

Jiang Li asked Ai Wen to tell him the time and place of the graduation party, but he did not tell the other party the time he came. As if he had expected such an accident to happen, at the most fragile moment of Ai Wenjing's heart, Jiang Li appeared.

Everyone turned around and turned their heads, and saw Jiang Li coming from the entrance of the gymnasium, and couldn't help but want to scream, but it was obviously inappropriate to interrupt Jiang Li's singing now, so everyone desperately held back the excitement in their hearts and took the initiative to get out of the way, and Jiang Li and Ai Wenjing were unimpeded, and their eyes met.

Jiang Li smiled slightly, his pupils shrank, and the tears in Ai Wenjing's beautiful eyes and the tear stains on his delicate face clearly met his eyes, he may not understand the real reason why Ai Wenjing was sad at this time, but he could, soothing the other party's mood.

Of course, there are also graduates, his seniors.

Jiang Li's body hangs his most loyal companion - the folk guitar that has been soaked and absorbed his blood several times, and with every plucking he makes, an invisible sound wave spreads out, gently touching the softness in the depths of everyone's heart, smoothing out all negative feelings, and fully mobilizing everyone's feelings, so that everyone is completely placed in the artistic conception of music.

At the end of a brisk and casual humming, I saw Jiang Li lightly open his lips and sang: "Gardenia blooms, So-beautiful-so-white, this is the season, we will leave, you who can't give up, shy girl, like a burst of fragrance, lingering in my heart." ”

The headset on the side of Jiang Li's mouth clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, and there seemed to be a subtle electric current in the body, whirling, circulating, listening to other media and listening to it live is definitely not the same feeling, not to mention that Jiang Li also uses spiritual resonance, which is extremely infectious, far from being comparable to ordinary singers, as soon as this singing voice came out, someone almost fainted on the spot.

"Gardenia blooms, so lovely, waving goodbye to joy and helplessness, time seems to flow fast, irrigating our youth day and night. ”

Now this time is the season of gardenia blooming, white petals, fresh floral fragrance, just like the youth of high school students, at this moment, the door of the gymnasium is open, and the fragrance of gardenia flowers planted in the flower bed outside is just overflowing, which is suitable for the occasion, making people feel extremely relaxed.

"Gardenia blooms gardenia blooms, like crystal waves blooming in my heart, gardenias bloom gardenia blooming, is a touch of youth and pure love. ”

All the graduates seem to see a sea of gardenias blooming, swaying with the wind, rippling with the crystal waves, their hearts then set off waves, fragments of memories fly through their minds, may be lying on the grass and biting the grass stems to look at the sky, may be the first sweet and sour first love, may be the collective reading in class, no matter which memory, at this time I think it is so crystal beautiful, snow white and pure, even if it is occasionally quarreled and contradictory with friends, even if it has been unaccustomed to seeing someone's envy, jealousy and hatred, it has also faded the traces of gray, in the sea of gardenias, intoxicated, gorgeous。

Later, all the people sang with Jiang Li, tirelessly, singing over and over again: "Gardenia blooms Gardenia blooms, gardenia blooms, like crystal waves blooming in my heart, gardenia blooms Gardenia blooms, it is a faint youthful and pure love." ”

The light music faintly describes the mood of parting, and the simple and brisk music rhythm and catchy lyrics easily capture the hearts of the graduates, and the air seems to be filled with the light fragrance of gardenias.

Stepping on this light singing voice and beat, Jiang Li slowly walked in front of Ai Wenjing, stopped playing the guitar, reached out and grabbed the back of the guitar, and took out a gardenia that had just been picked not long ago and was still stained with crystal dewdrops, handed it to the other party, and smiled gently: "How about this gardenia for you, are you still satisfied with the surprise I prepared for you?"

"You ......" Ai Wenjing stared at Jiang Li's dark eyes, speechless, his serious expression was so spotless, he was not showing love to her, just very simply for the friendship between the two, when she thought of this, her heart tingled slightly, but her chest was full of happiness.

The contradictory mood of pain and happiness made her body tremble, Ai Wenjing slowly took the gardenia in Jiang Li's hand, and faced him, blooming the most beautiful smile, the flower beauty is even more beautiful, Jiang Li looked slightly distracted, and immediately smiled with relief, which proved that his efforts were not in vain.

Then Jiang Li turned around, faced the people who were looking forward to it, and said with a smile: "I'm Jiang Li, good evening everyone, at the invitation of Senior Sister Ai and you, I came here to attend everyone's graduation party." ”

"Long live Jiang Li, long live Jiang Li!" everyone shouted in unison, and the excitement that had been suppressed before suddenly exploded, echoing over and over again in the gymnasium.

Jiang Li raised his hand to suppress everyone's voices, and said, "What I just brought to you is my new song, "Gardenia Blossom", do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it the most!" There was a desperate shout that seemed to be impossible to stop, and even a group of girls mustered up the courage to scream boldly, "I love you to death, Ah Li!"

Jiang Li raised his hand again to quiet everyone down, and then said, "I don't want to say anything superfluous, because what I want to say is written in this song, come on, prepare to sing with me!"

In the excited cheers of everyone, the guitar sounded again, and then, everyone sang with Jiang Li: "Gardenia blooms ......"

Ai Wenjing stood a little further back next to Jiang Li, so that she could see his slender neck and handsome side face, she smiled lightly, even though she knew that Jiang Li could not belong to her, but at least, at this moment, he was standing beside her.

She brought the white gardenia in her hand to her nose, the fragrance was overflowing, not strong, but it made her feel dizzy, could she be naïve and stupid to think that Jiang Li appeared here just for her and gave her this flower?

Perhaps, you can be selfish like this.

Over and over again, everyone seemed to be tireless, laughing, crying, and hearty, not only Ai Wenjing will never forget the touching that Jiang Li brought to her this night, but also the beautiful and beautiful "Gardenia Blossom", these graduates are also the same. (To be continued......)