April 5, 2003, Qingming Festival, Saturday. There was no shadow of Xiaoyu in the whole morning reading, Jing Liyan was restless, he wrote a small note, asked Kang Lilong, and the result was, no-know-Tao, but Jing Liyan stubbornly thought that Kang Lilong deliberately did not tell him. Xiao Yu was not seen in the class all Saturday morning, and after school, Jing Liyan followed his classmates out of the school gate, and Xia Wenjiao, a girl in the second class, came to call him, and he was absent-minded. [Xia Wenjiao, a student in the second class, this year's students are only comparable to Jing Liyan. Later, he kept wandering around the rain bridge. Jing Li said that he was very anxious this weekend, and there were many ants crawling around in his heart all the time, which made him restless and tormented. Finally, on Monday, before the other students could pay attention, he had already arrived in the classroom early, picked up the book, and unconsciously started his graffiti work again, and the other students returned to the classroom one after another.

"Master? You're creating! Xiao Yu pulled Jing Liyan's book and tasted it carefully, but this time there was nothing new, he still added long hair to the original image on the book, his eyes were drawn larger than the original, and his black eyes were painted, nothing else, but the word "wooden fish" next to him was particularly dazzling, and he saw a touch of anger on this little fish's originally slightly sad face.

At this time, the cousin's Sao Peng snatched the book from Xiao Yu's hand from behind, "Who looks, who looks, Xueba has a new work!" He exclaimed, "Huh? Wooden fish? Who is Wooden Fish? At this time, several students came to watch, and a voice said, "Did you recognize a typo, it should be Xiaoyu!" ”

Sao Peng blinked his eyes, "That's right! Such a thoughtful positive letter, Muyu, do you think I'm mentally retarded! ”

"Ho! Is it really a wooden fish? "Is Wooden Fish = Small Fish?" After that, Wang Jun asked Xiang Xueba Jing Liyan.

"you!" Jing Liyan looked serious, as if he was going to tear this classmate apart, and tried his best to lean over and snatch the book.

"Okay! Not acknowledging is acquiescence! Everybody understands! The classmate still didn't give up.

In one day, everyone changed their minds about Xiaoyu - wooden fish, but Xiaoyu was surprisingly no longer arguing.

But Jing Liyan has always wanted to ask which Saturday where Muyu went, but because of his graffiti about Muyu, everyone began to spread that he likes Muyu, in fact, there are more than one or two boys in the school who like Muyu, everyone is rushing for her long hair, sunshine, beauty, youth, brightness and the sadness in her eyes, Chu Chu is moving. Muyu seems to have had a sporadic cough since Friday, but she hasn't paid much attention to it, she thinks it's over. Who knew that by another week, she had a fever, and she still carried it, and by Saturday morning's class, she had a fever and it was hard to raise her head. Seeing this, Jing Liyan felt worried, he persuaded her not to go to class, go to the doctor first, he could go with her, but she shook her head slightly to say no.

In the blink of an eye, on April 16, the TV news broadcast an explosive news,**. It was the first time for everyone to hear this word, and for a while the rumors of the plague made people shudder, and when the classmates saw the sick wooden fish in class, all their attention was on her. The school advised her to go home for closed treatment and not have to go to class for a while. Everywhere there is a clamoring for disinfection, masks, temperature measurements, and vinegar, and the roots are sold out of stock, and even the price of salt has risen. At this time, Uncle Muyu's family was anxious, and his aunt kept interrogating Muyu's itinerary on Saturday and Sunday, and seeing that such a big thing happened, she had no choice but to go out with the plate. She didn't go to class early on Saturday morning, but took a car to the border city cemetery, because it was Qingming on April 5, she missed her father and mother, but they were lying under the cold stone monument, silent, she cried, and burned the paper money one by one. On the way home, she went to the vegetable market of her father and mother, and looked back at the meat and vegetable market where they once depended. Because of this, my aunt judged that she must have gone to the market or was infected with a demon ** on the road, and the atmosphere at home was extremely solemn for a while, and my aunt even called a doctor from the nearest clinic, and the doctor was difficult to determine, so it was only recommended to send it to the Municipal People's Hospital.

At the same time, the school has long been blown up, and everyone is rumoring that the beautiful wooden fish is infected with ** and her life is on the verge of death. Jing Liyan was very tormented in his heart, he really wanted to meet Muyu, but out of the obscenity of **, he was discouraged. On this day, he took advantage of the recess to stop Kang Lilong and asked him about the situation of Muyu, only to know that the family was going to send Muyu to the city hospital, and he didn't know when he would come back, in fact, he thought in his heart that he didn't know if he could come back.

At this moment, Jing Liyan's head was heavy as if he was wearing a lead hat, his hands didn't know how to place them, and his nose was sore. He skipped class and went to Uncle Muyu's house, no matter how dissuaded by Muyu's elders, he still saw Muyu, and he also knew that she was going to sacrifice her parents' graves on that Saturday, Qingming Festival. He said with a heartache, "A hundred years is not allowed for a hundred years, say okay, I'll wait for you here, healed, come back to see me immediately"

In the school, the body temperature is routinely measured in every class every day, and the thermometer is often spread in the classroom, but Jing Liyan is often in a daze. Suddenly, one day, he lazily walked to the classroom, but saw a familiar back, delighted, surprised, snickering, he rushed over, really, Muyu is back, she is back intact, but this ** epidemic is still not gone. It turned out that Muyu may have contracted a severe cold because she went to the grave of her parents, and viral infections and bacterial infections all came to invade her, so the symptoms were extremely similar to **, and she was in good condition after 5 days in the hospital.

Finally, the epidemic has come to an end, the school has lifted the lockdown, everything has gradually subsided, and the midterm exams of this semester have also come to an end. The squad leader proposed that the weather be hot, and everyone should have a field activity. Set on Saturday after school to Sunday, most of the students choose to participate, of course, some students do not participate for various reasons, Muyu also does not want to participate, although she has been in school for a few months, but she feels that she still does not fit into this environment, especially after Qingming has seen her parents, her eyes often show that sadness. But Jing Liyan regards this outdoor activity as particularly important, at least he thinks it can allow him and Muyu to spend more time together, or even more intimate.

On Saturday, the girls took off their school uniforms and changed into their daily beautiful summer clothes as soon as they got out of school, carrying food and supplies in their backpacks, planning to enjoy this day and night of wild life, they chose to climb a mountain called March 3, which is currently undeveloped, with beautiful scenery and picturesque landscapes. The scene in front of me is refreshing, and the scholar is poetic

[The spring is silent bluestone flowing, and the breeze blows the mountain flowers. Great god is a good poem! It's so wet! Go on, everyone heckles.

Xueba deliberately cleared his throat, [In early summer, the sun is red, and the green mountains and white clouds swim in the water. Everyone was amazed by Xueba's profound Chinese learning skills. But some people are not convinced:

"What is this, I can come too", Shao Pengcheng, who is what everyone calls Saopeng, looks disapproving.

"Alright, what are you fooling around? You have a few brushes, everyone knows it," one classmate said with a laugh, his words full of aggression.

"Listen!" Shao Pengcheng didn't bother to care whether everyone was interested in his literary talents, he just wanted to vomit as soon as possible. "The river is flowing and the wind is blowing. The grass grows, and you and I are chasing it. ”

The classmates were amused by Shao Pengcheng's poem, "You can be regarded as a limerick!" ”

"It doesn't matter what it is, what matters is such an earth-shattering, ghostly masterpiece, who will compete." He was very proud, "Who can be more talented than me, come to pk one"

"Die or not, you, Sao Peng, the river is deep enough, let me go down, you must have someone to pk with you" Xia Chengcheng gave Shao Pengcheng a dismount, and wanted to push him into the water, but fortunately, Shao Pengcheng was flexible enough and dodged away.

Everyone was bustling like this, wading through the river under the mountain, crossing the national highway, climbing the mountain, chatting, taking pictures all the way, and some boys couldn't help but hum a few words of song loudly. Finally, climb to the top of the mountain at 6 p.m. and see all the mountains. In order to pick up enough firewood for the whole night before dark, everyone went out in groups, Muyu and the other three girls in the class were in a group, Jing Liyan watched them grope their way to the other direction of the mountain, and his heart was full of anxiety.

Near the evening, the cool breeze on the mountain is blowing, there is a tendency to become more and more intense, and there are unknown wildflowers blooming everywhere, yellow, pink, purple, and white, so that these girls who are trapped in the campus every day are very fond, and some can't help but pick one, but they are not inserted on the head like the TV plot, just in the hand, slightly rotating, it seems that the fragrance of the flowers will slowly spread half with the rotation, and the air is filled with the fragrance of mountain flowers, the fishiness of the soil, and the greenness of the grass and trees.

"Muyu, I don't mind calling you that!" A classmate asked.

Muyu bent sideways and was reaching out to pick up the branches, and slowly raised his head in the voice, "No, this is quite like mine, I love to be in a daze, and it has become my trademark", Xiaoyu was noncommittal.

"Hmmm! Do you really like us top students? When this classmate saw Muyu say this, he was relieved.

"Ugh! I don't know", this question Xiaoyu doesn't know how to answer, at least now I don't like it, but with him by his side, Xiaoyu often feels warm, but he is often made to cry and laugh, thinking of this, she thought a little and replied, "It's too early to fall in love!" ”

"Looking for practice? You really want to be beaten! Rest assured! Lots of girls waiting to beat you! "Another female classmate said this, she is the famous big-mouthed Xia Chengcheng, with the same name as a boy, and a hearty personality like a boy, with short hair, small eyes, and thick black eyebrows that are blackened over her eyes, which makes people impressed as long as they look at her." I tell you from the bottom of my heart, our scholars, people! Handsome, sunny, that feel. The first love in the minds of the girls in the school, you are against so many girls, find practice! It's enough for you", Xia Chengcheng said a lot.

"I, no" Xiaoyu's sentence was sincere, and he didn't know how to pick up this stubble.

But Xia Chengcheng didn't seem to care about Xiaoyu's answer, she continued to say with a big axe, "Don't say anything else, he is so talented, his academic performance is excellent, and his girlfriend has to be a talented girl no matter what, you!" can only be said to be a beauty, the talented girl hasn't seen it yet, and when the results come out this time, hehe! And voila! I'm optimistic about you, if your grades are also shocking, then you can block the mouths of the people, otherwise, Xuan, in the experience of the novels I have read, when I was a student, male scholars liked female scholars! After that, she pulled a thick branch sandwiched in the crack of the stone, very much, she shrugged her shoulders hard, pumped and sent, back and forth a few times, and pulled out, "This is big enough, I guess I can't even light it!" She said to herself.

"Yes! Anyway, half of what I've seen are male school bullies who like female school bullies! If you don't get good grades and take away your first love in everyone's minds, then you're everyone's public enemy," the classmate echoed just now.

"No, I have nothing to do with him" Xiaoyu was confused by what they said for a while, and he didn't know how to respond, so he had to give a result in one bite, so as not to regenerate it.

"How is it possible, we Xueba have nothing to do with you, and we still say it's nothing" Xia Chengcheng said with a disapproving face.

"You're a practitioner who gets the moon first near the water!" Another girl, who had been silent, burst out. "You don't know, how many young and beautiful girls have fallen one after another in front of our handsome scholars, I'm really looking forward to it, how long can you stand?"

"Gather firewood! Otherwise, you will die in the dark at night, and you will not be able to see the way to "sing" and "dance", she smiled evilly. Because I usually go to the classroom and there are many classmates between classes, everyone is embarrassed to go to the toilet to go to the toilet, so I invented this, I think it's very vivid, I don't know who invented it, it's so talented, and then it flooded and was used among classmates. The students all went to pile up the firewood they picked up again and again, most of them were branches and hay, the fire was burning at night, and the red fire flickered hotly on everyone's youthful face, red and beautiful. Several flamboyant girls performed a cappella dance, and then everyone recommended a boy to play, no one stood up for a long time, the atmosphere was tense with the firelight, Jing Liyan suddenly stood up, said that he wanted to perform a harmonica solo for everyone, the single song "Cinderella" was blown out by him, the notes were jumping, the girls fell into an infinitely beautiful vision, after blowing, everyone felt unhappy, and strongly asked to blow another song, "or the deity will give you an original singing", everyone applauded excitedly for a while to coax "You at the same table" Sing it leisurely. He sang a song and looked affectionately at the wooden fish on the side, only to see that the wooden fish was stunned and slightly thoughtful. Because of Liyan's song, everyone coaxed Muyu to perform one, helplessly, pulling and pulling, pushing and shoving, she stood up and reluctantly sang "Orchid Grass" briefly.

Late at night, everyone was tired, some chatted, some snuggled up and dozed together, and some even slept with newspapers. There are also a few boys who meet in the middle of the night to go on an adventure, and a few others play cards together, and Muyu also dozed off, but she didn't dare to sleep, so she couldn't sleep on the ground regardless of her image, but she didn't want other classmates, she didn't have a girlfriend to snuggle up, so she just hugged her knees, buried her head on the side of her knees, and fell asleep gently, not daring to sleep deeply, so she looked lonely. Jing Liyan played a few games of cards with a few boys and exchanged them for another. He watched Muyu from a distance for a while before he mustered up the courage to sit down beside him. Muyu was a little sleepy, but when he saw him coming, a trace of warmth rose in his heart.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?" Jing Liyan suddenly asked.

"Ugh! What are you talking about? Muyu forced herself to be sober, but she was still a little confused, she was too sleepy.

"Of course I sang just now!" Liyan suddenly said angrily.

Seeing that Liyan was angry, Muyu seemed to be sober, "Oh! That's a good sound! You play the harmonica well! ”

"Are you perfunctory to me? I don't need you to rate my acting skills", Liyan was obviously unhappy.

Muyu was confused again, she didn't know what to say, only silence. Liyan saw her like this, the white coat was very thin under the night wind on the mountain, it seemed that she was particularly weak, and his heart was tight, at this moment his hand really wanted to put on her shoulder, but he still flinched, because his heart was beating too hard. "Forget it, a wooden fish is a wooden fish", he said in an accentuated tone, and suddenly changed his tone, "Sleepy, isn't it?" He said softly.

"Hmm!" Muyu was confused by Liyan's uncertainties, but she was really sleepy and wanted to sleep now.

"Sleep! I'm here," he said, taking off his shirt and smoothing out the newspaper on the floor. Pat and signal the wooden fish to lie down. The wooden fish was frightened, but he also lay down with him, and he put the shirt he took off over the wooden fish, but he only had a white vest.

"So you'll be cold"

"It's okay"

"It's very windy on this mountain"

"I'm angry, don't say it, sleep!" His tone was resolute, and Muyu had to look at him and then closed his eyes uncomfortably. Liyan was wearing only a vest and blowing a cold wind on this early summer night, maybe it was the cold wind that made him more sober, maybe it was because he was so close to Muyu at the moment, his heart had actually been beating like the clockwork of an alarm clock, violently agitating, so he was so sober. And although Muyu couldn't sleep peacefully at first, she gradually fell asleep, because Liyan was by her side, so she could sleep peacefully. The sleeping wooden fish was as thin as white paper in the wind, and its white clothes were blown by the wind, and its hair was loose and confused. Liyan stared at it all quietly, his eyes shining like stars in the night sky, occasionally blinking slightly.

Happy and beautiful field trips are always short and nostalgic, and when Monday comes again, students are still difficult to remember. But the results of the midterm exam were announced, and the handsome, sunny, and ghost-loving student is still a school bully, and he will always occupy the first headline position. Muyu panicked, she was not interested in studying since she was a child, her parents nagged about her studies all day long, and finally she was in a car accident because she wanted a pair of skates, thinking of this, she was even more sad. But looking at the results, she ranked 49th out of 56 people in the class, all grades, needless to say, I don't have to mention it. Although she was in the key class, she knew in her heart that she and her cousin were able to enter the key class because of her aunt's delay, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to get on the side.

This time the results almost made her the target of public criticism again, the first love in the girl's mind was attacked by such a scumbag, and everyone was unwilling, especially the No. 2 student like Xia Wenjiao, who was even more unconvinced. For a time, all kinds of words were:

"Isn't it just pretty! What's the big deal! ”

"Look at those eyes, pretending to be pitiful!"

"Only talented women are worthy of being a school bully! Some people estimate that grasshoppers will not be able to jump for a few days after autumn! This is the law of survival of the fittest in nature! ”

"Xueba just looks at him beautifully, how can he really like her, I heard that there are beauties all over the country after college, what is she?"

"People in white clothes and white shirts all day long think how pure they are, even if their faces are pure, they are pretending, and they look like a jade girl! It's high and cold."

"You said that section of the fish river? She, look at the green mountains and green waters from afar, and see a pool of stagnant water from close."

With so many cold words, it was difficult for Muyu to withstand this kind of verbal violence, and suddenly she deeply felt the huge magic of language, which could instantly destroy a person to collapse and collapse. Even she herself feels that she and Liyan are like embankments on both sides of the river, with a river of clear water spreading infinitely in between, but they never intersect.