Stinged. Spring thunder sounds, and everything grows.

I am not a local hukou, but I can go to school, and this kind of treatment is the envy of all beings. However, they could not look at this problem with a dialectical eye, and they could only see the freedom of my entry and exit from the school gate, and they could not see the heaviness of my parasitic fence.

In the first few days of school, I was almost late for school several times because I got lost, but I couldn't find the school gate after school. It wasn't until one day that I found a shortcut to take the gravel road behind the school building, which was five minutes earlier than the cement road in front of the library, especially after evening self-study, so as to avoid the crowds rushing to the shops and playgrounds, so as not to go in the wrong direction.

The only inconvenience is that the corners of the campus are still under construction, and there are often bricks and stones blocking the road, and there are few street lights along the way. When I began to walk this night path, I had to use the moonlight, by feeling, to explore the path carefully, and to proceed cautiously, so as not to kick my toes or stumble to the ground. Later, the more I walked, the more familiar I became, and I was able to avoid those obstacles with my eyes closed.

There was no moon that night, and the night wind was blowing, but this did not slow me down, out of the line of sight of the teaching building, and vaguely felt that there were people behind me, I was fast and the other party was fast, and I was slow and the other party was slow.

I've never met anyone on this road, is it a human or a ghost, I'll let you go first, okay?

I made a quick detour from the pile of rocks, and soon I heard a muffled grunt, and the man fell to the ground. According to my past experience, this fall is very real, the light is broken skin and bleeding, and the heavy is bruised and bruised, whether it is friend or foe, no matter how fast I travel, it should not be my opponent.

I folded back and strode forward. The detour took at least two minutes, and I couldn't be sure to get there on time without speeding up.

"You're so unfriendly!" I heard him jokingly as the voice passed through the dark night, and the cold wind came from behind me, and my nerves, which had just been relaxed, tensed up again, and I didn't even think about it, so I ran away.

Until a gravitational force came from behind, an abrupt "hey" followed by a scream of "ah", he had been thrown to the ground by me. Although his screams were exaggerated, this time the fall must not have been light, because I used all my strength to fall over the shoulder. Then, regardless of the road under his feet, he just ran forward without caring for his life.

When I walked out of the school gate, my legs were weak, and I walked a lot at night and really met a ghost, and next time I will take the bright road.

I rushed all the way back, and finally arrived at ten o'clock in the evening, and unexpectedly, Ling Xiao was sitting in the living room reading documents.

He glanced at me, turned his gaze to the document, and asked in a cold tone, "At this point, do you still need to run?" ”

I was out of breath and couldn't answer his question right away. What would happen to him if I told him what had just happened? Anyway, he is not obliged to consider my situation, and besides, there is still no danger.

At the same time, I also heard something from his words that since I was staying at his house, I should go home on time.

"I'm a slow walker." I'm sure he won't question that. I remember that on the first day of school, when we first walked together, we unknowingly pulled down a large distance, so that he had to stop and wait for me, and he couldn't help but ask me: "Why are you so slow?" "I don't want to argue that he was walking too fast, so I had to trot all the way to follow his pace. It was also my first day at his house, and in retrospect, it was half a month ago.

Sure enough, he didn't ask any more questions.

I hurried through the living room, put away my clothes on the balcony and went into the bathroom, my whole body was sweating so uncomfortably, especially on the road a hot sweat came back a cold sweat, the alternation of cold and heat made me feel uncomfortable, the whole body seemed to be floating, and even when I locked the door of the bathroom, I was trembling.

Lying on the bed, I wrapped my whole body in a soft quilt, from beginning to end, the quilt seemed to have been sunburned during the day, exuding the breath of the afternoon sun, a little bit of it penetrated into the body, I tried hard for a long time, and the hanging heart still could not be placed. That ghostly figure still haunts me, thanks to a grandfather who is a strong martial artist.

After the age of five, I tried all the means to be coquettish and obedient, and finally made my grandfather's belief in following the ancestral precept of "passing on men not women" to collapse, and became the only object of his teaching after the closure of the martial arts hall. However, I only learned a few self-defense techniques, still scratching the surface.

"Self-defense is a technique applied to personal self-defense in Chinese martial arts, which is different from fighting, fighting, boxing and other active offensive sports forms, it is not a sports game, but a martial arts actual combat, is to take a high degree of self-defense strategy and technical means when their body is attacked, to stop the infringement, and maintain the safety of personal and property." The summer vacation after the high school entrance examination was particularly long, and my grandfather died, so I walked into an Internet café for the first time, went online for the first time, and searched for this word.

After ten years in the arts, I finally used it to protect myself.

On Sunday afternoon, I didn't go out, and it was rare that Ling Xiao was there.

He suddenly asked, "Do you have any other hobbies besides reading?" ”

I thought about it: "Do digging wild vegetables, catching loaches, breaking bamboo shoots, and picking chestnuts count?" ”

He sighed and took me to an art training base, art, music, and dance, and he introduced me while taking me on a tour, as if he wanted to give me the choice: "I don't expect you to become a talent, just cultivate your sentiments and feel good." ”

I was incredulous, if I was mistaken, let me play with a group of children who were ten years younger than me, and it was better to just throw me into kindergarten. I followed him happily, until I saw the word "Wu" in capital letters and bold dragon flying phoenix dance, and suddenly, my eyes lit up, every cell in my body was shouting, and every drop of blood was boiling. Stopping fighting for martial arts - my grandfather's lifelong pursuit, although he begged for it, he could not die first.

"Can I learn martial arts?" I asked. I thought my grandfather would be a hundred years old, and he was so slow to learn, and if I had known that he had been pushing hard all the time and leaving only after I finished the high school exam, then ten years before that, I would rather not go to school than learn all his moves. In this way, I can practice a trick or two when I remember him.

A flash of astonishment flashed in Ling Xiao's eyes, and after a moment, he narrowed down my options: "Other than that, there are any other options." ”

Eventually, I chose the piano after seeing the black and white keys.

"The piano is a keyboard instrument in Western classical music, consisting of 88 keys (52 white keys, 36 black keys) and a metal soundboard...... "The piano teacher enthusiastically introduced and let me experience the feeling of touching the keys, in my eyes, only black and white.