With the fresh literary atmosphere brought by the opening, Tang Xiaomeng quickly entered the good reading realm, speaking of which, the most touching point of [Summer Solstice Has Not Arrived] is that its slow pace in the early stage, simple portrayal, and various careful outlines of people's personalities, even if it is just a simple character, it has its own story. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It was the summer of 1998. July 9th. Clear. There are no clouds. Not a single one.

The afternoon sun was just as good as any other typical summer sunshine, or even better. So everyone stood under the camphor tree and did not speak.

The heat made everyone lose the desire to speak. When you open your mouth, it's dry heat, like you're about to spit out fire.

Hey, Lu Zhiang touched Fu Xiaosi's arm with a can of Coke, and the piercing coldness of the moment was transmitted quickly and delicately from his arm to his heart.

Fu Xiaosi took the Coke and pulled it away, raised his head and drank it in a big gulp, his Adam's apple flipping up and down. Fu Xiaosi remembered that when he raised his head to drink Coke three years ago, he didn't feel that the Adam's apple was so abrupt, and he has now graduated from high school, 19 years old, he should be considered an adult, and if he forgets to shave on his lips one day, he will leave a blue stubb.

Fu Xiaosi remembers that he just raised his head three years ago and drank a can of Coke, and then left a group of friends in junior high school.

Everyone just patted their shoulders and didn't say goodbye, so everyone really didn't see each other again. ”

Seeing this, Tang Xiaomeng couldn't help but show a faint smile, and the corners of her mouth curved out of a lovely arc, counting, she is an intellectual beauty, but helplessly, the eccentric character of a young woman in literature and art causes her to rarely communicate with people, most of the communication, but on the Internet.

At the beginning, I started from my memory, and this author is not simple!

Tang Xiaomeng quickly looked at Zhou Lang's meager certification and various materials before, and said to himself: "A little brother who doesn't seem to be very old has actually entered the pit of online articles!" Well, it's a bit unreliable! ”

In an instant, she thought of her boyfriend in high school, who was also a little brother who liked online literature.

Well, as Zhou Langfei said with this little: [I fell in love with a sister who loves literature, she said that she likes boys with literary atmosphere, so I threw myself into the torrent of online articles, 4 months later, I don't remember the girl's name anymore! ] 】

The heroine in this story is Tang Xiaomeng, who is playing with her mobile phone at the moment, a senior sister who is already 20 years old but still has a girl's heart.

The story is not going very fast, the beginning mainly explains the background of the times, the hero and heroine, Tang Xiaomeng's senior sister has an indescribable obsession with the setting of the double male protagonists, therefore, when I see this [Summer Solstice Has Not Arrived], which is also set by the two male protagonists, the smile on my face is no longer unwanted.

"The streets of Asakawa are always clean, and the city is full of camphor. Fu Xiaosi and Lu Zhiang ate a bowl of beef noodles for two yuan a bowl at a tattered stall on the street, even though they were wearing white T-shirts and coarse cloth pants of several hundred yuan. The boss is a young man with a scumbag beard but still can't hide his youthful face. ”

"And so the years went by with such a bang, year after year."

"It seemed that everyone was asleep, and the temperature began to drop at three o'clock in the morning, and the sultry heat around me seemed to dissipate, and a large cloud of slightly chilly water filled the garden.

Lixia felt a little cold, but fortunately, Qiqi's face on his legs had some slightly hot temperature. Then Rixia seems to fall asleep as well.

In the haze, someone draped himself in a garment. It's just too tired to open your eyes to see who it is.

It's just that the scent of grass on the clothes is familiar.

Lixia seemed to have a dream, and everything went back to three years ago in a trance.

The first time I came to Asakawa, I was frightened by the camphor that covered the entire city as soon as I got out of the station, and the sun was as dazzling as it is now.

Asakawa is half in the shadows, half in the sun.

In the dream, many people were smiling, and their faces were full of happiness that radiated light. ”

The introduction ended quickly, but it aroused Tang Xiaomeng's interest in [Summer Solstice Has Not Arrived], after all, the literary atmosphere at the beginning, coupled with the simple and straightforward narrative, inadvertently, brought nostalgia and touching to people, such words, simple, straightforward, profound, and have a kind of emotions and touching that belong to teenagers.

"Well,I actually updated 3 major chapters on the first day.,If it's divided into general novels.,At least it's in the case of 9 chapters.,But,Anyway,I can't sleep tonight.,So,Let's start watching!"

looked at her phone, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning, but Tang Xiaomeng did not feel the slightest sleep, and the faint nostalgic mood shown in the story just now moved her invisibly, after all, everyone has a simple and sincere little secret in their hearts for the youth when they can no longer go back.

Perhaps, when every one person grows up, the first word they learn is called liking!

"When the tide hits the old embankment, summer joins the next. You, what's it?

When heavy rain swept over the village under the scorching sun, one summer drowned the next. You, what's it?

Skip the green spring, sad autumn, honeysuckle and the greener summer of the coming year.

You're in front of me again. Eyebrows and eyes are lowered. Turn around and take away an entire city of rainwater. Then turn around and bring back the colored snow. Wheat jointing. Thunder rumbled across the earth.

You splashed ink on the broken words in the corner, so you rendered a summer without ups and downs. The next year and the next year. But he never waited for a broken summer solstice. The summer solstice, which never arrives all year round.

Fleeing back and forth.

He never saw her.

She never saw him.

No one has ever seen it. The summer solstice that never came. The world began to rain heavily. The tide is approaching. ”

A faint nostalgic atmosphere, as well as the kind of bright past that belongs to youth alone, scene after scene of memory, surging in Tang Xiaomeng's heart, like a wave, at midnight, she has mixed feelings in her heart, in the final analysis, the novel is essentially just YY for life, but what can really move people is the story closest to reality.

Because, such a story has the qualifications and foundation to move people, and unconsciously, as time continues, as the story continues to evolve, and as Tang Xiaomeng continues to read, her eyes also become moist unconsciously.

Many years later, when Tang Xiao dreamed of the first time he read [Summer Solstice Has Not Arrived], his heart was full of endless memories, which was only his own youthful city, only his own youthful past and years.