March 1 is really rare, this year's school day falls on a Saturday, students only need to pay nine dimes for books, tuition and fees, winter vacation homework, and clean up the class, they can go home and let the uncollected hearts continue to be happy for two days.

Naturally, I wouldn't rush home as soon as I walked out of the classroom like other students, because Aunt Qiu Yun had to finish the school year, and it would be at least three o'clock in the afternoon. But staying alone in Aunt Qiu Yun's bedroom to read and study is not interested, it is too early to cook lunch before ten o'clock, and it is even more difficult to pass the long time by wrapping a few new books in brown paper...... I was like a trapped beast, pacing around in a small space...... Why not head to the willow grove on the west side of campus to get some fresh air and enjoy the sunshine?

"It's really foolish to think about such a good thing for a long time." I laughed at myself with a happy smile on my face as I opened all the windows of my dorm room, which had not been inhabited all the time to expel the dizzy musty dampness.

I walked leisurely in the direction of the willow forest, but I felt in my heart that the whole campus was like a forest empty with scattered birds, although it seemed very solemn, but walking in the middle of it, except for the memories of the past scenes that still make people have the illusion of reading and singing, it is really a little lonely and silent.

The willow forest on the campus covers an area of about half an acre, and the trees grow very densely, but the largest one is the thickness of the bowl, because the terrain is low and the forest is very humid, so few people set foot in it. I'm different, I usually like to walk around the woods as long as I'm free. In addition to the inconspicuous willow trees in the forest, it is the willow branches that block people's sight, and even the grass on the ground grows very sparsely due to the lack of light.

"It has no value in itself, but can find or embody value from nothing." This is a sentence that my father said a long time ago in his answer to "What is a university question", but I really understood and discovered the profound meaning of it, or from this willow forest that few people care about, and it is precisely because of this discovery that an old cow was smashed on the head by an apple and suddenly had an epiphany, that Mr. Qiu Yun became his aunt.

"Song Hailiu," Aunt Qiu Yun called me to the office and explained, "Saturday is Children's Day, and the teacher assigns you to select a few students in the class to write and arrange a program so that they can participate in the upcoming celebration of the school. It's Monday, and you have five days to prepare from now, so you won't say it's difficult, right? ”

Aunt Qiu Yun said on the other hand, and I was thinking in my heart - it would not work, it would be too complicated and time-consuming, so I said tentatively: "Teacher Qiu Yun, in my opinion, it is better for our class to have a prose or poetry recitation program, and I will write the things, so the effect should be better, and maybe I can earn a prize." ”

"That's it," Aunt Qiu Yun replied lovingly and angrily, "I'm afraid of squeezing out the time to play when rehearsing a show, can you win an award?" If you are greedy for fun because you can memorize textbooks, then when the teacher meets your father, he suggests that you will be promoted to the fifth grade directly in the new semester in September. ”

"Teacher Qiu Yun, please don't advise, I finally got acquainted with the classmates, if I go to the company of the fifth-grade 'giants', people's hearts will be hurt. If the teacher thinks it's okay, I'll start thinking about it now, and I'll send you the first draft tomorrow at noon at the latest. ”

"Well, but I have to write something new, if it's a sloppy one, just pick up a rotten pear as a tribute fruit, and be careful to ask you. Let's go to class, it's all bells. ”

I walked to the edge of the willow forest, still thinking in my heart, "I didn't seem to be worried about being punished at all, but I wanted to write something, and the words were released, and the time before I promised to hand in the first draft, just like the last five meters of the 50-meter race of a primary school student, and the brain was still empty." If, at that time, I didn't inadvertently walk into this forest to avoid the noise of my classmates, could I write "She, Standing Under the Magnolia Tree"? ”

Of course, many years later, I wrote another one, but time has passed, and people and things are different. It is now recorded here, just to remember: Chunlan smiled mysteriously|The warm current sent the sea breeze back along the long leaves|The good times of twenty years ago|Wide and spacious, horizontal, vertical and vertical|On the barn floor paved with bluestone slabs|There was a young man who was dashing and frequently waving a long whip|The spinning top buzzed|The little brother who rolled the hoop saw it|The little sister who threw the sandbag also saw it|Feng'er stood silently in the center of the scene|The young man's whip snapped|Hit harder and pumped louder|Feng'er suddenly took off his gold-wire glasses|Stroking his cheeks back and forth|His eyes shot a mixture of joy and sorrow|The notes of the emotional chord flowing|Can I play the spinning top again with the young man?|The little brother seemed to see through the wishes of the wind|Hurriedly put the iron ring around his neck|Holding the little sister and chasing after the boy|I want to borrow the whip to experience the excitement and madness of the spinning top|Alas, he is very unfortunate and innocent|The words come to his lips but linger in his mouth|God only blames God for creating joy and sorrow|The spinning top is spinning at the feet of the little brother and sister|In the season of spring orchid blooming|He is gone, far away from the happy drying ground|A village whose face has not changed for twenty years|The spinning top is spinning at the feet of the little brother and sister|He is very relieved and satisfied|He heard Lan'er's laughter|On the familiar hill not far away|Suddenly the world is no longer bleak|The spinning top is spinning at the feet of the little brother and sister|He once had, but he has lost it|The rain that feels the affection of the orchid|He saw yesterday's moon|The spinning top is spinning at the feet of the little brother and sister|He has lost and has regained|Taste the strange charm of orchid|He must be stronger!|

I looked up and looked around, and the sun hung high in the middle of the sky, not only evaporating all the clouds, but also bringing the whole world to the frontier of naked contemplation, and this small forest was so clearly illuminated that it flickered before the eyes of man like a burning object in a flame.

"Ge Hailiu," a little girl of the same height as me, wearing a tender yellow printed, knee-length skirt, with two tall squirrel tails tied on her head, and the head of the sea almost covered the big expressive eyes, and suddenly stood in the path from behind a dense willow tree, and greeted in surprise and shyness: "You smell the people in the woods, and you don't want to go any further?" They are waiting for you here. ”

I came back to my senses, looked for prestige, and replied in surprise: "It turned out to be Feiran, it scared me, why are you here?" Didn't you go home from class? You're a god, so I'll be here. ”

"Would you be so timid?" Fei Ran quickly walked up to me, blushed and said, "A hunter who even dares to bite the 'little female rabbit'." They want you to get a taste of the 'place where poetry emerges', and you won't say it doesn't exist. ”

I deliberately watched Feiran for a while before I jokingly replied: "Oh, I understand, why did you protect the sea for so long this holiday, you are obviously a goblin who peeps into your heart, and Ina still regards you as her best friend." Honestly, did you give her ** medicine? If you don't disperse, I'll take you to the woods so you won't be able to find your way out. ”

"Ge Hailiu, how many nice names have you given Ina is well known, but in your eyes, because this pair of eyelashes is still growing, it only deserves to be called 'goblin'? Even so, I want you to lead you into this wood, just as you led Ina to walk happily in the snow, and I am willing to find my way out. Before Fei Ran finished speaking, he took the initiative to hold my hand first.