Part 1: Eager to chase dreams

I hung my dreams high in the sky, and walking alone became my most wonderful battle.

On this shijie, only when I walk, I will have a trace of peace of mind.

Don't predict whether you will die of thirst at your feet, don't think about whether there will be an epitaph made by a lush Dunlin, except for a cane, no bags, look at the direction, I want to praise my father.

――Excerpt from Fang Xinning's "Dream Chasing"

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The story begins that summer.

The sunshine in the scorching heat is the poisonous juice poured by the heavenly soldiers, and everyone has an expression that they can't avoid. The shadows of all things are very thick, and the shade is like a variety of geometric shapes that have been specially designed and painted. But you can avoid the sun, but you can't avoid the heat that rushes from the road. A cloud of hot air rushed up, as if it was going to burn your skin, nostrils, trachea and even your internal organs, making you feel unbearable and impatient to exhale quickly.

There are a few storefronts on the side of the road, and business is deserted.

Fang Xinning specially changed into the red T-shirt and light gray trousers given by her girlfriend Ji Meiting today, and if you sniff it carefully, you can still smell the aftertaste of her when she is in her arms. He was immersed in happiness for a while. He cherished this outfit and was reluctant to take it out and wear it. Today, halfway down the road, he began to regret it, because he felt that he was already sweating on his back.

Ghost weather, what a waste of this clothes!

Several cars were panting, like asthma men, wrapped in hot wind, buzzing past Fang Xinning. He looked down at the untimely bag in his hand, and felt more and more that it was a burden. The bag was filled with Chinese textbooks and reference books for all grades of junior high school. He stopped, took a stack of books from his bag, placed it on the steps in front of the door, sat down, took out another and fanned it vigorously. The wind that came out of the fan also looked like it had been boiled, and he might only be able to feel the coolness by relying on his psychological effect.

Two women with parasols hurried under the green trees, and the smell of sweat mixed with fat powder stimulated him a lot. He subconsciously covered his nose, as if he couldn't stop Ji Meiting if he smelled too much.

In this scorching summer, the leaves are the most common things, but they are the bravest and greatest, because they can smile at the scorching sun and never hide. It only takes a breeze for them to dance – isn't that their undisguised satisfaction and joy?

Fang Xinning looked up at the swaying leaves and casually read out a small poem "Summer Leaves":

Summer leaves

No one loves them

There is no brightness of flowers

There is no fruity sweetness

Who will praise you for your devotion

Who can pay more attention to you

Summer leaves

No one cares

Not afraid of the scorching sun

Fight against the ravages of wind and rain

Who wants to be your playmate

Who will take care of you a little more?

Summer leaves

Show off your face

Shijie is only you

That's why there is this celebration of life

On the way to pursue your dreams, you will not complain because you have encountered a little difficulty, but should be like this leaf, laughing at the scorching sun, patient, waiting, and growing......

He is immersed in his work, spending 15 hours a day on campus and 24 hours dreaming of Chinese teaching. paid, but he was very lonely, outside the campus, there were almost no friends, and even classmates rarely interacted; He often mocks himself with the sun-chasing Quaff: the tragic end of the Quaff cannot hide his lofty and bright dreams. He himself didn't know for a moment what the light ahead was and what it looked like, but he firmly believed that it was beautiful and desirable.

Having collected his things, he continued to walk forward, humming casually in his mouth. That song is actually my own recitation, and I enjoy it. Singing this song "Summer Leaves", he felt a lot more relaxed, as if the sun was really gentle.

Around the corner, under a tall acacia tree, an old man can be seen selling snacks in the distance. The old man chose this position, apparently because it was easy to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and he could also rely on a shop specializing in alcohol behind him. On a hot day, the draught beer in the store sells quickly. After finishing their work, people filled all kinds of utensils with yellow and cool beer, and went home happily to enjoy it, of course, not forgetting to bring some dishes by the way, such as this peanut, to accompany the wine, which is convenient and delicious, and the anxious diners can't wait for the door, and their fingers are buttoned open the paper bag, take a few grains and throw them in their mouths, chewing with happiness on their faces.

The old man's long silver hair has been thinned, but it has been carefully pulled to the back of his head, a beard with a little snow and frost, has also been combed to the slightest, and the long eyebrows are stretched very comfortably, making people unconsciously brighten their eyes, and it is suspected that they have met a fairy. Yes, how can ordinary people have such fairy bones? It's hard to find a second person in the world who is so strange.

There was a small truck in front of him, and several large red paint characters were very eye-catching: Huangjia peanuts. These things are a clear proof of his existence in the world. According to the do-gooders, he was a primary school teacher many years ago and was left with a disability due to a leg injury. After retiring, he became a well-known snack maker in Xin County. Peanuts are abundant in the local area, so he likes to make peanut snacks the most, and he is nicknamed "yellow peanuts". What sugar fried peanuts, spiced peanuts, fish skin peanuts, crispy peanuts, crispy peanuts, sauce peanuts, etc., all have their own taste.

He loves to read ancient books, and sometimes in his spare time when selling peanuts, he sits on the horse next to the small truck, wears a pair of reading glasses, half-tilts his face, holds the book high in his hand, and reads it word by word. Perhaps it is this sculpture that is a bit eye-catching at the corner of the street, and some people like to say that some of his true or false stories are true, saying that he knows astronomy through the past and the present, and counts the future by looking at his face. The strange thing is that if anyone really comes to ask him for a divination, he will definitely ignore them, looking at that jiashi, it seems that the other party has insulted his ancestors; But when he is happy, he will indeed take the initiative to say something very hexagram-flavored to others.

Seeing Fang Xinning, Huang Huaan's expression froze for a moment, as if he had returned too suddenly from the book shijie to reality. He accosted, "Rest? ”

The kind smile worked, Fang Xinning stopped, and carefully looked at the old man in front of him who could only be seen on gongbi paintings.

Huang Huahua said: "With a dignified look, there must be something big." Fang Xinning didn't react. Speaking of which, what he is going to do today is really the most important decision he has ever made. Fang Xinning already felt that the other party's eyes were very sharp, even if he denied it, he would easily see through it.

Huang Huahua said: "Everything is foreseen, and if it is not prepared, it will be wasted; It is in heaven that things are done, but it is in people who plan things. The gentleman hides the utensils in his body, waits for the time to move, comes prepared, don't worry about success or failure, but everything is 'degree', just like my sugar peanuts, adding more sugar, will make people feel too sweet and greasy, mixed with starch to make sugar coating, but sweet and crispy and delicious. This 'fire' is in the heart of the individual......"

The old man's words calmed Fang Xinning's irritable heart a little, and he even felt that the sky was cooler.

For today's event, I have indeed made the most adequate preparations. But what exactly did the old man want to do? Well, I'll listen to you.

Huang Huahua really said more and more interested: "A gentleman enters virtue and cultivates his profession and is faithful, so he enters virtue." Rhetoric is sincere, so the industry is also. Knowing it to the end, it can be said a few times. Knowing the end of the day can be related to the existence of righteousness. It is the former residence that is not arrogant and not arrogant, and it is not worried in the lower position. Therefore, Qianqian, because of his time, although he is not to blame...... "Fang Xinning was ignorant when he heard it, and he decided that the other party was by no means a serious businessman, but a fortune teller who relied on selling his mouth to eat under the guise of a small business, and said so many things at the moment, just to cheat some money from him.

He didn't like such people, so he took money out of his pocket and handed it over. Huang Huahua took back his banknote, took two packets of peanuts and handed them over, saying, "Bring two packs to taste, it's not worth anything." Fang Xinning couldn't refuse, so he had to accept it.

Huang Huahua still has something to say, and Fang Xinning really can't delay anymore, he said "xiexie", and his steps have already taken a step.

The yellow peanut opened his mouth and looked at his back for a long time.