I don't know when Lin Feng began to like the sunset, the sun was still shining in the west, and he was riding a car and making boundless jokes with Fat Ding. Ride your bike into a cluttered, crowded market.

They laughed as if they heard sounds, cars, people haggling and arguing, the crowing of roosters in cages, all laughing. The heart is laughing, so the whole world is full of echoes of laughter.

Autumn is coming, I wore a vest two days ago, and now I have to put on an autumn coat, Lin Feng can't see the maple leaves in this city, but I feel that the swallows under the eaves are no longer noisy, the corn in the fields is golden, and the grapes are also on the counters of the vendors.

So the moon in August is round, and the people who admire the moon always appreciate the brightness and brightness of the moon, but who can see the desolation under the holy moonlight.

"In the Moon Palace, Chang'e held the door and looked, not full of sadness, but she couldn't wait for Hou Yi, and under the laurel tree outside the window, there was still an infatuated Wu Gang."

In autumn, the desolate love story is sung under the moonlight of reunion, and the joy of harvest is mixed with the desolation of the passing of life. Autumn, very contradictory.

Yesterday the English test, Lin Feng did not pass, he once vowed to learn English well after high school, how can this English be like a book in heaven, always unable to listen. I just can't learn. There is a saying among the students, 'If you fail English, it means that I am patriotic.'" That Lin Feng's patriotic heart is comparable to Yue Fei and Wen Tianxiang.

Of course, this kind of sincere patriotism has also been most truly reflected in the college entrance examination. (English out of 150, but Lin Feng only scored 28 points)

After going to college, English is a compulsory subject for Lin Feng every year, if it weren't for the soft China that he gave to the director when he graduated from college, it is estimated that he would not have been able to get the graduation certificate. Therefore, later Lin Feng hated English even more, and many times he had the urge to kill the old miscellaneous hairs who created English.

When I met Han Meng after school, the little girl was still so beautiful, but she was diligent in changing her clothes, and sometimes she dressed up lightly, knowing how to dress herself.

"Girl, how are you doing?"

Han Meng flicked his hair mischievously: "It's not bad, look at your crying face, you must have failed the English test."

"Haha, those who know me, dream also" Lin Feng laughed.

Fat Ding ran out of nowhere: "Hey, what about the two of you?" What are lonely men and widows doing together? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Meng's two fists hit his two eyes, and a national treasure panda was about to be born.

Han Meng: "You, you don't have a proper shape every day, Xiaofeng is worried if you don't do well in English."

Ding: "Cut, what's that?" You don't have to be depressed when you see me, because my English is worse."

I was interested: "How much English do you have?" ”

Ding: I didn't answer at all, I handed in a blank paper.

"@#¥%¥......" Lin Feng and the girl stretched out their middle fingers to him at the same time.

Three people rode side by side on the road, and the already narrow road immediately had not much space, and the driver who drove the heavy truck in front of him began to honk desperately 50 meters away, lest he hit this group of hairy young people.

In fact, if you think about it, it is very dangerous for students to drive side by side on the road together, but if several friends are on the road like a dragon, you can't hear what you say in front of you, and you can't hear what you say in front of you, how embarrassing and boring it is.

Someone else said, "Do you have anything to say that the school says no?" Just kidding, there are so many dead rules in the school, and a few shouts can attract the group of guys in the student office. Don't talk about uninhibited chatting.

And what about after school? The family generally knows what time school will be over, and if you don't come home at the usual time from school, you will be questioned by your parents.

Therefore, Lin Feng believes that the time that is really left for students to talk and chat freely is on the way out of school.

"Xiaofeng, I want to transfer to your class," Fat Ding suddenly said with a serious face.

"Why? Is your class bad? ”

"It's not bad, it's just that I feel strange,"

"Cut, what's the reason, why don't I feel that way" Han Meng smiled.

"Aren't you accompanied by your old sister? And you're so beautiful, those boys can't be around you every day."

Han Meng smiled, "Oh, I understand, you are lonely" Han Meng looked like I understood.

The fat ding car shook and almost fell over, "Miss, don't talk nonsense, okay." I'm an innocent little boy."

Lin Feng and Han Meng were suddenly speechless.

I thought that Fat Ding was just saying it casually, but I didn't expect that a few days later, Sister L, the head teacher, brought in an obese figure, "This classmate was transferred to our class in the first class, everyone is welcome"

In this way, when Fat Ding arrived in Class 11, Lin Feng thought that it was a difficult thing to change classes, but Fat Ding understated it

"What's there. My dad gave the dean of five thousand dollars, and everything was ok."

Looking at Fat Ding's satisfied appearance, Lin Feng remembered the truth of "money is not everything, but no money is everything".

Fat Ding is indeed a rich second generation, there is a rich father at home, it is said that there are already two villas in this small city, but Ding Yu has never mentioned it, the clothes on his body are only about 100 yuan at most, and he doesn't need his father to drive a BMW to pick him up, insisting on riding a bicycle to and from school, which Lin Feng admires. Some people say that this is not enjoyable, but in Lin Feng's opinion, this is a kind of realm, called low-key.

Fat Ding was assigned to this class, and the brothers in the back row were very welcome, because Fat Ding had the same attitude towards learning as them, "Life is too short, how can you not have fun in time?" They talked about online games, NBA, and famous brands, and they quickly became familiar with them.

This time Sister L had a headache, she thought that the director's introduction should be good, but she didn't expect it to be a troublemaker.

In the past few days, there has been a very popular sentence on the Internet, have you received your dishes?

Indeed, the simple game of planting vegetables and breeding was put on the stage of the Internet, and then, for some reason, it became popular, and this fire burned the people of the 80s, 90s, and 00s for 30 years. There was even a time when a student went to the teaching office to ask for leave, and saw that the director who was almost 50 was also there staring at the computer and stealing vegetables.

Why is the activity of stealing vegetables so popular? Lin Feng believes that it may have something to do with the high-pressure work environment and fast-paced life of people nowadays, where people always want to find something simple and interesting to do in their spare time. As a result, the vegetable garden came into being, which met the needs of urban people to relieve stress and also gave the owner a sense of satisfaction when the vegetables were ripe.

When it is hot, the students are always the pioneers of the trend, and the school does not allow them to bring computers, so they secretly use their mobile phones to surf the Internet to steal vegetables.

During the class, Lin Feng sat in the back row, and heard Xiaolong and A-Ying next to him discuss, "Xiaolong, you haven't finished stealing the food yet."

Not yet, I'm waiting five minutes."

"Hurry up, my phone is running out of battery"

"Oh, just use your days, I'll go home in a few days and buy a mobile phone"

"Ahem, cough, cough"

"It's going to be fine right away, don't cough, I'll bring the teacher in a while"

A-Ying looked at Xiaolong anxiously, the teacher had already come, just behind them, because the coughing sound was made by Sister L.

"What to play? Let me see" Sister L's voice is sweet, but to Xiaolong's ears, it feels like she is from hell,

Xiaolong reluctantly handed the phone to Sister L.

Sister L is the head teacher of class 11, she is only in her early 30s this year, and she has a baby face.

She is 165 tall, but she is only 80 pounds, and she looks weak, but she is not weak when it comes to students, and those 180 young men who are often criticized can't raise their heads.

"Come to my office after class." After Sister L finished with a blank face, she picked up her mobile phone and continued to return to the podium to give a lecture.

And Xiaolong, while enduring A-Ying's angry gaze, was thinking about how to get his phone back after class.

After class, A-Ying yelled, "It's all your fault, the mobile phone my dad just bought for me was confiscated in two days, you compensate me"

"I'll accompany you? You made me make a promise. Although Xiaolong was in a hurry, he still couldn't change the appearance of the oil cavity and slippery tone.

"Hmph" Ah Ying turned around angrily and ignored Xiaolong.

Xiaolong was helpless, knowing that when he walked to the office, there was a lot of wind and cold, and the strong man was gone.

Fat Ding looked at this pair of happy enemies, and was funny in his heart, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, yes, although Xiaolong and A-Ying are always fighting, they are also happy, just like jumping candy, although the feeling of fried people's tongues has a headache, but it will bring excitement and freshness to people. It seems that he and Lin Feng are guilty of the same problem, because the girls are suddenly far away, and they feel an inexplicable loneliness.

It seems that the girl is right, she is indeed lonely. Looking at Lin Feng, who was seriously writing poems, Ding Yu thought that his personality was very similar to Lin Feng, but when Lin Feng encountered troubles, he could also express his feelings through his pen and paper, but what about himself? No matter how many troubles you have, you have to bear them yourself.

Ding was thinking, should he also take the initiative to get close to the girl? So, he began to choose a goal for himself, and a story as ridiculous as Ah Q's marriage proposal was about to play out in the class.

Lin Feng was not in the mood to pay attention to Fat Ding's thoughts, he was very busy, busy with that ethereal dream. Lin Feng's dream is to become a family, this dream has been there very early, which has a close relationship with his character, due to his natural introversion and inferiority, when he was a child, he didn't like to go out to play with his partners, he just liked to read books over and over again at home, his parents thought that the child loved to learn, and he didn't ask too much, but bought him more books, so Lin Feng's introverted personality developed, and he also achieved his unusual skills.

God gave him an eccentric character, but also gave him a path, although the road was full of thorns and bumpy and difficult, but no matter what, Lin Feng still persevered.

"Boy, don't write it, save some postage, I'll get you back on behalf of the editor," Fat Ding joked after reading his poem.

"Okay, I'll pull out your valve core on behalf of Uncle Zhang, who repairs the car," Lin Feng continued to write, without raising his head.

As a result, when school ended, I really saw Fat Ding pushing a bicycle with a deflated tire and walking towards Uncle Zhang, Lin Feng was behind, and smiled slyly.

Lin Feng's poems are still being written, no matter what the result is, he will always insist on going first, at first he wanted to prove himself, but after experiencing n failures, he found that he was a waste material.

However, writing has just become a habit for him, a habit that he is unwilling to change, Lin Feng does not ask what he writes to get any glory, he just wants to have a clear conscience, when he is old, he can also see the words of his youth, when he has nothing to do, he can also taste a cup of tea, and recall the lost youth in the words, what a beautiful thing it is.

Of course. Lin Feng writes things, there is another reason, that is, to vent his dissatisfaction and reduce pressure, he does not have the courage to find a listener, so he regards the pen and notebook as a paradise for the soul, whenever he finishes writing, Lin Feng can always take a long breath, and those pressures and troubles disappear in the process of writing.

Looking at Xiaolong and A-Ying, who were "collecting vegetables" in front, Lin Feng smiled, autumn is coming, and everyone around him has harvested, but what about himself? Is it another year of nothingness? Sometimes, Lin Feng always feels that the life given to him by God is a wasteful waste, and he feels that time does not reflect its due value in his body.

Closing the book that he had almost finished, Lin Feng suddenly figured it out, the three books were almost used up, there were sweet and bitter in it, it turned out that what he gained was the perception of youth.

Every night after school at half past eight, halfway through the journey, Lin Feng will be separated from Fat Ding, Fat Ding's home is in the city, and Lin Feng is a bungalow in the suburbs, when it is already dark, riding alone on the road on the outskirts of the city. It was pitch black and mysterious, and there was no sound at all, only the rattle of the wheels. Lin Feng had walked this road countless times, and he was used to this kind of darkness, on the contrary, he liked the silence of the night on the outskirts of the city.

The moon is like a beautiful girl, turning out from behind the dark clouds, and secretly looking down, so that the front is no longer mysterious, and it is a hazy dreamy beauty, like a fairyland, and it feels good. Along the way, the bright moonlight navigated for me, and the late autumn wind blew, and it was a little cold.

When I arrived at the mouth of the alley, it was still this old weeping willow, the leaves had already fallen off, and it looked a little old, but for Lin Feng, he had a special feeling for this tree, because it had a lot of memories of Lin Feng.

Once upon a time, a group of children were dancing under the willow tree, playing hide and seek, or giggling, Lin Feng was eight years old at that time, and he didn't understand anything, all he had to do was to finish his homework after school every afternoon, and then he began to run to the alley with his partners to play, until their parents cooked and shouted loudly to their children to go home for dinner, and then they were reluctant to go back.

The annual cycle of the tree has turned a few times, the flower season is in full bloom, once came to the tree, early spring, light rain, sitting under the tree, the weeping willow for the forest wind to hold up a rainless sky, the third year of junior high school is so long, studying, but also really tired. The teacher said, 'Only when you are admitted to high school will you have a good tomorrow' Lin Feng longed for high school, but the pitiful scores made him confused, at this time, Lin Feng already felt that growing up was not very good, on the contrary, it was a lot of troubles.

The wind blows, and now Lin Feng has finished the journey of junior high school, time is like an arrow, a dream for several years, he entered high school, and the tree has grown with him, but people's hearts have changed, and the green trees are still there.

I once remembered that the little one said, "When you often recall the previous stories, your heart slowly grows old." I don't know if this sentence is in line with Lin Feng's state of mind at that time, but Lin Feng does feel that he is old, no, or it is constantly growing and maturing.

(PS: That's right, I just like nostalgia, and I don't know if it's because I like nostalgia, my subjective consciousness, which is commonly called, is slow to accept new things.) I remember listening to songs before, and the Phoenix legends have debuted, so I started listening to the songs of the Little Tigers, and I like to listen to their songs, and it was only after the reunion of the Spring Festival Gala that I knew that the songs of the Little Tigers were so good. And it wasn't until 2009 that I heard the song "Pink Memories", and I immediately felt like a natural sound, so I put this song in the space as the theme music, and Ding Yu thought that their brother Jian didn't love archaeology! And it wasn't until Xiaolong finally told me the truth that I knew that this so-called Teresa Teng was not a new singer, she had changed her career to sing in heaven for many years. ）

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