Youth is shaking,

Wandering around with a lot of time,

It only takes a few moments to grow,

It can be done only after every storm,

Straighten yourself up.

When Lin Feng was young, once the teacher in charge of the class came up with a difficult math problem, and the whole class Lin Feng answered it. Lin Feng returned home very proudly, hoping to get his mother's approval. That night, his mother praised Lin Feng well, and as a reward, his mother specially bought a dress for Lin Feng, and Lin Feng was happy all night that day without sleeping. A child's wishes are always easily fulfilled, a gift, a word of encouragement, and it will do.

When I was young, Helin Town showed a few movies because of the festival, and the town was very lively.

Dense crowds of people are crowded into the streets of Helin Town, and Lin Feng can only see the heads of the characters in the picture when he stands on the ground.

At that time, her mother suddenly picked up Lin Feng and put it on her shoulder.

At that moment, Lin Feng saw all the pictures on the screen clearly.

The people around him also followed the example of mothers and put their children on their shoulders. Lin Feng was very happy to see that day, he had never smiled so happily.

And also.

There's more. And much more, much more.

But now it has nothing to do with me, and it doesn't matter anymore.

Lin Feng looked at the things his mother had used, every room, every corner. Thinking that his mother would never come back, Lin Feng couldn't even shed tears now. The eye socket is like a dry river, there is no more water, no more tears.

It's like on the beach by the sea, with the ebb and flow of the tide. The blackened tide receded, washing out the long-buried corpses.

In this world,

I believe that where there is fog,

There will be tears.

Until the day his mother left, Lin Feng never saw his mother again.

The bell for the end of class always comes for a long time. Recess exercises are always playing old-fashioned music.

"Hey, Lin Feng". Falling rain shouted.

"It's raining,"

"Let's go back together after school today." Falling rain said.

Lin Feng nodded and said; "Hmm".

When the rain fell home, my mother still didn't greet her with a smile on her face. Instead, sit on the couch and watch TV. But apparently absent-minded, because the news channel was broadcasting the news.

Her interest is the handsome guy and the seriously ill little sister in the bitter drama, and then you and me. And Zheng Xiangxin, who has a major accident in the world, a war in a certain country or something, will not care at all.

As Zheng Xiangxin said; ''Death is dead, it has nothing to do with us anyway!'' I've been stained with some bad luck.'"

Luoyu remembers that once the whole family had a meal, and her mother put down the remote control and said; "Just now your teacher called and said that you didn't have a class a few days ago, what did you do?"

"Lin Feng was beaten by his father a few days ago, and I took him to the hospital, so there was no class that day," Luo Yu said.

The mother looked at the rain and didn't speak for a long time, as if she was thinking about something. Finally Zheng Xiangxin said, "Do you still take your mother in your eyes?" Saying that he was beaten by his father, what does it matter to you, his father is insane, and his son is not a good thing! In the future, I will have less to do with his family. ”

Luoyu turned around and frowned and said, "I'm back in the room."

My mother took the remote control and was just about to change the channel.

Like remembering something; "Falling rain, did you pay for Lin Feng's medical treatment?"

Falling rain turned around and said; "Well, I paid for it."

Zheng Xiangxin's voice instantly rose a few dozen defts, "You paid, ?" You're crazy, why do you have to pay? He's not my son-in-law. ’"

Luo Yu waved his hand, made a move that didn't want to be theoretical, and said casually; "You should be him, and your son-in-law will get it." Then the rain fell and went upstairs.

Zheng Xiangxin, who was standing downstairs, was stunned for a long time, "Crazy, crazy." Absolutely insane.

Zheng Xiangxin slammed the door shut and lay on the bed all day angrily.

Overhead, the night sky is pitch black in winter.

Large clouds with grayish-white silhouettes slowly floated across the black sky. It's like being slammed into the sky.

Everything was as if it were dead.

Like the silence of the grave,

Loneliness in the night sky.