Inadvertently glanced at the calendar and saw its thin body, Lin Feng realized that time passed quickly, the final exam was approaching, and half of high school was about to be finished.

And what have you done in the past year and a half? Learning, yes, is forced to learn, in addition to the number of languages, politics and history, who said that students are happy? Actually, learning is very hard.

Studying, learning bitterly, bitter in being woken up by the devilish bell, bitter in the rush to the cafeteria, only to find that the recipe is still written "eat a hundred and get tired" two dishes and one soup, bitter in the five or six classes of soft and sleepy sunshine, just about to close his eyes, but found that the head teacher looked at the back door, bitter in the class I don't understand the book of heaven in the exam papers that I don't see every day, bitter in the self-study class looking at the workbook in a daze, and the teacher shouted on the podium that the college entrance examination is tomorrow tomorrow.

In Lin Feng's, there has always been a dream, a sky blue dream. In the dream, he is unique, and a pen is all he has.

The dream is actually not far away, because he has been writing. The dream seems to be far away, and the failure of the submission again and again seems to imply that he said: "You are not this material, and you have no hope on this road".

But no matter what, Lin Feng still has to hold on to this dream, no matter what the result is, he must persevere.

dream

I'm coming, but you're gone,

In my eyes, you are like the sun

Always in a place where you can see but can't reach it.

I didn't give up, I ran as hard as I could.

In the season of youth, sweat watered with laughter

When I'm happy, you sing and laugh with me

When you are lost, you turn into warm light

Melt my cold, the cold on my body

I look among the flowers, in the grass, and you still play hide and seek with me

I was disappointed and asked out loud, "Why." I've tried hard to track you down but I can't catch you? ”

You turn around and smile at me, grimacing mischievously "Don't worry, one day, you'll catch up"

Lin Feng wrote this poem, just some sighs of his own search for dreams, and when Xiaolong saw it, he actually said that it was a love letter to a certain little girl. - Stunned.

Every afternoon from 5 to 6:30 is the time to eat, after eating, it is free time, because in winter, no one will brave the cold wind to kick the shuttlecock and throw sandbags. As a result, the classroom is serious and quiet during class, and it has become a paradise for students to play. Lobster and a group of boys are talking about Zhenghuan, Xiaolong, a few boys and Xixi, A-Ying is playing "Big Adventure" Xiaolong looks depressed about eating fake milk powder, because he lost, and A-Ying, who loves pranks, actually asked Xiaolong to write a love letter to the fat girl who had a crush on him in the class next door.

Lin Feng would still sit there quietly, thinking about his own affairs, but Lin Feng was no longer "alone" now, and there was also a girl in the front row, staying there quietly.

Kim Koil.

Lin Feng was behind, and he could only see her back, holding her cheeks with her forehand, but he didn't know what he was thinking?

"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who is sorry for the red incense? The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain. The daughter of the boudoir cherishes the spring twilight, and is full of sorrow."

This is Mr. Xueqin's funeral flower chant, Jin Keer's voice is the same as her body, weak, but very clear.

In today's rampant "supergirl" and "non-mainstream", how many girls can read the funeral flowers so carefully? Lin Feng listened hard, and those laughter and cries didn't seem to be heard, only this dreamlike funeral flower chant remained.

"Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir, endure the falling flowers back and forth. The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei; Tao Li, Tao Li" Jin Keer seemed to forget the following sentence.

"Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year? The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless! Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it will not be poured into the empty nest of the beam. ”

Involuntarily, Lin Feng groaned in the back, not to show off his erudition in front of the girls, but to be really moved by love, and unconsciously, he said it.

Looking back, Jin Keer's eyes had a hint of sadness, obviously, she had been moved by the poignant funeral flowers.

"Do you also like to bury flowers?" The girl asked softly.

"It's okay, it's just that the funeral flower chant is too poignant, and if you indulge in it all day, it will hurt your body." Tempest replied.

"I know, but" Jin Ke'er finished speaking, and lowered her head gently again, and between her eyebrows, there was a jade-like breath.

The wind also frowned slightly, this girl is really weird.

"Ke'er, can I call you that?" Tempest asked.

Jin Keer smiled slightly and nodded. "Lin Feng, do you think I'm weird, autistic, and introverted."

"It's okay, everyone will have their own personality and habits, as long as they are happy"

"But I don't know how to communicate with others, or rather, it's a kind of fear, a kind of resistance. ”

"You know what? Kerr, in an unfamiliar environment, I will also feel strange and confused"

"I know, my sister said that your personality is very similar to mine." It seems that Jin Ling also understands the character of the wind.

But if we don't talk to people, they will never understand us, right? Try to communicate with others. ”

Jin Keer was puzzled: "Can I do it?" I"

"Very well, just like the communication between you and me now."

"Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir, endure the falling flowers back and forth. The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei; Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year? The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless! Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it will not be poured into the empty nest of the beam. At first, there was some control, but in the end, the voice became louder and louder, and it attracted the attention of the group of boring boys and girls in front of me.

Lin Feng and Jin Ke'er were forgetting the readers' funeral flowers, and suddenly, Jin Ke'er blushed all of a sudden, lowered his head, and Lin Feng also noticed that the group of guys with a belly full of garbage thoughts were looking at them with a thief's smile.

Lin Feng was also embarrassed when he saw it, "Isn't it just a funeral flower song?" Do you want to learn too? ”

"It seems that all the bubble girls have to be literate now, alas!" Xiaolong said with emotion.

The lobster came over with a grin, "What did you just say?" Funeral flowers, yes! I must familiarize myself with it when I go back, and I must use it."

Looking at the bad smiles of these guys, Lin Feng had an urge to strangle them.

Jin Ke'er's face had turned red with shame, but it was also quite beautiful, Lin Feng thought.

Maybe it's because of the funeral flower song, Lin Feng feels that the relationship between the two people is a lot closer, although they have only known each other for two days, but the literati temperament in Jin Keer's bones is what Lin Feng yearns for, and naturally he has a good impression of her.

As for the temperament of the literati, Lin Feng once heard a saying called "temperament is cultivated", and he used to work very hard to cultivate, doing things in a literary manner, and he was a man of all words. No matter how beautiful the appearance is, no matter how much preparation you make, it is useless.

When a group of students were a little tired but happy, they happily walked out of the place called the examination room. The final exams are over, and the students' school careers are over once again.

As for thinking about what you've learned this semester? How many points can you answer on those papers? I'm so tired, the past is gone, what do you want to do so much? In the eyes of most students, it has long been the scene of swords and swords in online games.

Perhaps there are many people who do not understand and even scold this group of children. He will say, "Why are today's children so ignorant? We work hard to earn money for you to go to school, and we find you cram school on the weekends, is it easy for us? You haven't studied yet. ”

Then Lin Feng may be able to replace some of his classmates and say to them, "Are we easy?" Looking for cram school? I have a vacation once a month, and I have to go to tutoring. I finally took a winter break to prepare to play for a few days, and I had to listen to my parents constantly complain. Are we easy?

Before you know it, a year is going to pass again, today is a small year, the smell of firecrackers can be faintly smelled in the air, and the red, green and green couplets in the market, hanging money, have also been placed on the hawker stalls. Of course, the happiest are still the innocent children, as soon as they have a holiday, it is impossible to make the alley quiet, they always come up with all kinds of fun things, and make trouble in the yard all day long.

As for Lin Feng, he was still being forced by his mother to review and study, and as soon as he put down his pen and wanted to play for a while, his parents said, "How old is the child?" I still want to play, learn to go", a sentence of learning to go, I don't know how many teenagers' dreams have been ruined (I don't write it, I went to study)

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