Most of the vacation time has been squandered almost gone, and suddenly I realized that I was very hypocritical in my homework, and I didn't want to do it, but I barely copied the answers, and I think many people are like-minded with me. I forgot all about the task recommended by the teacher to practice calligraphy, and when I played back the note again, I remembered that there was still this stubble.

"People who stay up late are prone to pimples." I don't forget who said it, but it happened to be fulfilled in me, I knew that it was not good for my skin, but in order to make my mind calmer, I sacrificed my appearance.

There are two oil paintings in the notebook, in which I explore the mysteries, meditate for a while, in the words of the literati, spreading the wings of my imagination and soaring in one sky after another.

1 Last year? The Last Man

The sun was setting, reflecting the whole sky, and occasionally there was the chirping of birds, and the water and the sky were reflected in different colors, and the girl was still waiting for the boy.

It is a small city surrounded by water, the mountains seem to be smoothed by the sun's rays, and she looks like a princess in a fairy tale, quietly or stupidly looking at the wooden boat in front of her.

"You're still waiting for him here, don't forget, he's been studying abroad for nearly two years, maybe he'll have forgotten about you a long time ago!" The young woman next to the building kept "enlightening" her again. ”

The girl didn't answer, still calmly looking at the calm lake in front of her, yes, maybe he had forgotten about me beside him, right?

The light of the bright moon seeped through our faces, and I looked at the dappled light under the street lamp, when you and I first met, and the maple leaves of the park had already fallen all over the side streets, but they had been diligently arranged by the road sweepers. Your shoulders will always bring me the warmth that I have not seen for a long time, the fresh air emanates from your chest, I can't help but look at the white and steady face again, you always smile at me from afar, just as my greed, I want time to stay forever that afternoon, you suddenly open your arms from behind and hug me, I am so shy that I don't know what to do, but how I wish you could always be by my side, not with the so-called excuse to break the peace of each other.

"Will it be a long time?" The girl, who had been silent for a long time, hesitated.

"Fool, it's only two years, in exchange for us never being separated." He said with some excitement.

"Wait for me...", this seems to be the final explanation.

"Hmm."

"Two days, it's not long, it's not short, why do you torture me like a year, it's been two years, you should come back." The girl murmured softly.

Perhaps, this beautiful relationship has long been forgotten by you, but I am getting deeper and deeper and unable to extricate myself.

Until one day, when your life comes to an end, you will understand how to feel.

I thought about the past as if I was out of a trance, I saw us walking, I also heard the old vows, I can't forget the past.

Life grows old with gray hair, goes away with the wind, and as time leaves us, I don't want him to come back, because I'm afraid, I'm afraid that not only should I blame him severely, but I still talk about the two long waits, but I'm very ridiculous, obviously I miss every laugh and every sweet word from him.

She waited stupidly until the flood covered the town.

"Kid, run!" The middle-aged people around shouted to her as they packed their bags.

"No, he'll be back."

The sudden heavy rain swept through everyone's hearts, as if to wash everything clean, and the water level suddenly rose to an incredible height. However, all this seemed to be ignored by the girl, and she was still quietly carried in place, motionless.

"You're stupid, he's already dead! On the battlefield after a year of your separation! Finally, the paper couldn't hold the fire, and they had been hiding the news from them, and in the end, in order to make her die, she had to make this decision.

"No, you lied to me, he went abroad to study, how could he be on the battlefield?" The girl replied calmly, no, pretending to be calm.

"He was forcibly taken into the army." The middle-aged man took out a letter with the sender's name written on it.

Xiaoyi, I know that reality has taken me to a hopeless world, maybe, last year's separation will be the final parting, I know that I have not fulfilled the responsibility that my boyfriend should have, but you have to believe that I love you more than anyone else. Maybe you've forgotten about me by now, and that's the best, and I hope you can have a fresh start and not get more and more emaciated. That boy will always be your own teenager...

"It's his handwriting, why is this happening!" She froze because of the unbearable reality.

The floors were washed away piece by piece, accompanied by the murky river, which seemed to be a girl's tears pouring out of her eyes along the washed out path, and with her despair, brought an almost eternal silence.

It's so quiet all of a sudden, and I can hear you breathing when I close my eyes.

The water was up to her knees, and she was left waiting. Really, can't you come back? Consciousness became numb and blurry again, and she kept reminding herself not to fall asleep, and memories continued to spring up in her mind.

That year, he was angry and drove me down the street, and I hugged his solid waist tightly, smelling the lavender scent on his body, for fear that one of them would stumble and we both fall. "No, for you." In this way, he reported the roses that he had cultivated with great difficulty and gave them to me. Suddenly, rain fell from the sky. "Uh, it's raining, come with me!" I still vividly remember the embarrassment of us hiding from the rain together.

……

There was a small boat paddling in the distance on the water that seemed to have subsided, could it be him? The girl thought.

As the distance progressed, she gradually became agitated, and he was back, back! She stepped forward desperately, but she threw herself into the air, and tears poured out uncontrollably, which seemed to be as confusing as a dream.

With a "boom", the flood washed away the last building.

The dark gray dialogue extinguishes a firework once more.

The girl still stopped where she was, still waiting.

2 Last years? The end of the snow

The sound of the piano turned to separate, and the rotation of the hands turned through the helplessness of the two.

On a snowy night, I gently tapped the above sentences in my notebook by tapping the above sentences in my hand.

The darkness of the night is unimaginable, I will use a dark gray message to confide in you about my encounter and separation with you, and there is an almost non-stop snow outside.

I want to give you 12 roses, which represent your most precious. By the fire, I pondered for a moment before writing it into my story.

There used to be almost no snow here, but for some reason, this year's snow was surprisingly thick, flooding the entire land, and your feet sank deep with every step.

I know that I can't help but cry again.

The night was gray and black, and when I opened my eyes, all I saw was endless desolation.

Remember the morning you asked me to stay with you? Thinking about it now, I was so ridiculous at that time!

I fell in love with your hair fragrance, but in the end, I realized that I couldn't quit it.

Gray-white eyes blurred in my mind.

Will you ever be my man? She said to me. It's just that now the words have become, "Will you still be my she?" I smiled wryly.

From the day we were misunderstood, you and I gradually became estranged, I would always look into your eyes silently and frown, but you deliberately avoided my gaze.

Then he pretended to be hypocritical and said, "Let's be a stranger", and you and I really became two worlds.

I don't know, I really don't know what I'm going to do to untie this knot.

I decided to forget everything.

It is complete forgetting.

Snow is like a wandering of the end of the world, making one last hypocritical heavy makeup for me.

You'll never see me sad, all you see is that pompous smile.

I know that I was wrong from the beginning, I shouldn't have met you who would stab me in the heart at any time, I was afraid of losing, and I was even more afraid of strangeness.

The cold darkness gently condensed me, and I tried to control myself from becoming too vulnerable, but tears were already overflowing unconsciously.

Time has become a double-edged sword, erasing the memory, but not erasing the scar left in my heart, gone, gone, I silently pray that one day I will be qualified to confide everything to you. I find myself changing, becoming more and more vulnerable, and I may not use the word "abandonment" to describe your seriousness, but I can't forget it in my mind.

Suddenly I realized that I was about to be knocked down, immersed in the thick of chaos.

The vision became more and more blurred, and it turned out that I was just a star in the sky, a grain of sand in the dust, a drop of water in the sea, and the most ordinary one in the sea of people.

I'm going to be crazy, I'm going to be decadent,

I have turned all my sorrows from humble to small, and from small to humble.

I seemed to feel that my voice was trembling, but my heart was aching like a drop of blood, unbearable, and cringe.

That year, the snow was so heavy that I didn't dare to look back, knowing that tears were flowing.

I can't see your "good night" on the message board every day, I won't look at your face anymore, I don't dare to think about that night, and I can't hold your hand again and reminisce about the passing years.

The night is full of what a person can have and what he cannot have, and only a thin line of separation will become an insurmountable chasm.

I sang the melody of the end times

I wrote about the secret wound of the last snow

I left a prayer for the last years

I let go of all sentimentality