Time is sometimes like a pile of quicksand, like a light breeze that can blow away a large area.

The road of life will feel very long when you are traveling.

When you stop one day and look back, you will feel as if you are going too fast.

The earth is spinning and time is ticking.

Time may not be eternal, but human life has an end.

Before we could see the end of time, we had already turned to dust.

With the rotation of the earth and the flight of time, Starmark and Xuewei are also in the fifth grade of elementary school.

In the past 4 years, their relationship has been very good, and the good ones are enviable.

He's always been so good, always at the top of his class.

Later, he also fell in love with painting.

As for her, she's still the same, lively and cute!

She is a member of the Arts Committee, and she participates and performs in every group activity.

And she also likes to dance, she always likes to wear a white dress when she dances, and when she dances, she is as pure, natural and beautiful as a snowflake fairy flying!

Many times, he always said that he wanted to paint her like when she danced, and make the most precious souvenir.

But every time he saw her dancing, he was so obsessed with it that he forgot how to draw.

Today is Saturday, Yin Xingji, as usual, with his drawing tools, came to the maple forest behind the school early, in an extremely hidden place, waiting for another person to arrive.

This is the secret of the two people of him and Lin Xuewei, and this place is their old place.

Since they first came here, they have agreed to come once a Saturday, rain or shine.

Yin Xingchen decided to start learning to paint after seeing Lin Xuewei dancing for the first time.

For this reason, he also deliberately saved all the pocket money given by his parents, bought a lot of books and tools about painting, and went to study by himself.

From the beginning, I didn't know at all, and I copied the characters in the textbook bit by bit.

So far, he has painted the same way, and he doesn't know how much hardship and effort he has put in.

It's autumn now, and the autumn wind is like a touching love song, blowing up pieces of withered yellow maple leaves, which are like a group of mischievous elves, dancing with the wind in the air.

Yin Xingji was sitting on the branch of a tree, lying on his back.

His eyes were fixed on the road he came, quietly looking forward to Lin Xuewei's arrival.

Today's Lin Xuewei is dressed up particularly beautifully, with a white dress, a small pink coat, white canvas shoes, and soft black hair scattered on her small shoulders.

She was jumping and singing, coming towards the maple grove.

Yin Xingchen watched Lin Xuewei bounce towards him, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

With both hands on the branches, and with a kick of the feet, he jumped down from the branch very handsomely, stepped on the fallen leaves, made a faint rustling sound, and walked in the direction that Lin Xuewei was facing.

"You're late again today!"

Yin Xingchen said to Lin Xuewei with a smile.

It seems that this opening line has been used many times, but each time it sounds so fresh.

"What! I waited late today for the ship to come. ”

Lin Xuewei said a little angrily.

I thought: Hmph, you deserve it, who told you never to pick me up.

"Excuses, being late is being late, there's no reason for it."

Yin Xingji smiled evilly.

"Don't you know that this is our girl's patent? It's only when we're late that we are more precious. You wild boy don't understand! ”

Lin Xuewei is a bit strong and naughty.

Yin Xingchen smiled bitterly.

Every time he saw her look, Yin Xingchen always felt a sweet feeling.

"Really? I haven't heard of this! Who made the rules, or which ancient wise man said it? Could it be primitive humans, apes? ”

Yin Xingchen pretended to be puzzled, thinking: contemplation.

"Zi said: This person is not an ancient person, but a person today!"

Lin Xuewei followed the example of the ancients on TV, shaking her head and reading at the same time.

"No one!"

Yin Xingchen also learned from her shaking her head.

"This man is far away in heaven, close in front of someone's eyes. The surname is Lin, the name is Xue, and the word Wei is also. ”

Lin Xuewei continued to shake her head.

"Where, where, why didn't I see it."

Yin Xingchen pretended to look around, but he didn't see Lin Xuewei in front of him.

"Hmph, don't play anymore. I'm always bullied by you. ”

Lin Xuewei turned her head angrily and stopped looking at Yin Xingji.

Every time I fight with him, he wins.

There is no exception.

"Really don't play anymore? That's still the old rule, you still dance like before, and show me a good dance. ”

Yin Xingscar smiled thiefly.

"Isn't it! You still can't get tired of watching it! ”

Lin Xuewei turned around and said in surprise.

"Yes! Even if I look at it for the rest of my life, I don't feel disgusted with it. Rattle. ”

Yin Xingchen smiled, this is his sincere words.

"Oh! All right! But you can't look stupid anymore, remember to draw me well. ”

Lin Xuewei demanded.

Every time she used to dance, this guy would be stupid and demented.

"Yes, good! I promise! ”

Yin Xingchen has always guaranteed such a guarantee, but none of them have really done it.

"Well, you promised me!"

Although Lin Xuewei knew that he might still be the same as before, she still started to dance.

Lin Xuewei has no professional dance training, but she learned a little bit when she was in kindergarten before going to elementary school, and she is completely out of personal love for dance.

When she is fine, she will find a place with a group of little girls to practice where no one is, and many of the movements are seen from TV.

She knew that she didn't dance very well, but as long as she could get Yin Xingji's appreciation, it was enough.

Yin Xingji climbed the branch again, took out the painting tools that had been prepared a long time ago, and began their "painting dance" again

Tours.

The wind rises, the maple floats, the micro dances, and the painting Wei'er.