My love is running

1My sky is falling

Youth is the season of love.

Today must be a day of love.

Three and a half years of university life immersed me in the two oceans of study and love. I love learning, and the study of the Chinese Department is a ladder for my childhood dream.

I climb happily, looking for joy in the choice of words and sentences every day, rippling with passion in the collision with those literary masters, in their esoteric literary works, there are historical ripples, tomorrow's vision, and intoxicating, is today's sweet life.

Contemporaries, enjoy too much pampering, the care of my parents, my grandparents waiting for you, my grandparents' expectations, are all concentrated on me, I am bathed in the sunshine of love, feeling infinite warmth.

In their loving eyes, I babbled, I toddled, I became a fairy in kindergarten, I became a primary school bully in school, in the junior high school essay competition, I won the first place in the city, and I was guaranteed to be sent to the city's key high school.

The study in high school is not easy, the difficult math problems, let me often look at the lights at night, the lights give me wisdom, one by one, the problem, so easy. The math is passed, and the rest is all wonderful and happy.

The teacher said that I am a genius in liberal arts, history is a movie with sound in front of my eyes, geography is the most beautiful picture in front of me, and I am best at Chinese, whether it is Zhu Ziqing's "Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", or how chic Li Baidoujiu is, I can gently recite it, Fan Zhongyan's "The Story of Yueyang Tower", Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing", Liu Zongyuan's "Snake Catcher Said".

I don't understand how the students can not understand Han Feizi's "Persuasion", no accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles, what a simple truth.

I use my own pen as a paintbrush, using beautiful sentences and delicate paragraphs to paint the best picture of my life. It was in this depiction that I ended my high school life, was admitted to the Chinese Department of Yenching University, majoring in ancient Chinese, and began my dream career.

When I first entered the university, I was confused, the sun of military training made me tan and thin, and my skin lost its luster, why did the school arrange such a thing? How long does it take for my elastic skin to recover after a month of sun exposure? I sighed mentally, I was mentally resistant, I cursed from my head that he who was our temporary class president was just a junior in college, and it was a bit of a stinky show.

After a day of military training, I was sore all over, and at this time, he actually asked me to go to his office, which was really annoying, and I was not close to people at all.

Although I thought so, I went to his office with great reluctance.

He seemed to be a different person, and when he saw me, his face was flushed, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

You also have times of embarrassment, and you really deserve it. I muttered to myself just a little bit.

I don't know what he said there, and I didn't hear it clearly for a long time. What expressive skills? Fragmented, abnormal thinking, I give him a verdict like this.

I don't know how long it took, and I couldn't figure out what he said, but finally he gave me an envelope and told me to go back and read it again. What the hell is this person who doesn't say to his face?

I hadn't returned to my dorm yet, under a big tree between the two buildings, and I wanted to finish the letter because there was a trash can next to it, and when I was done, I wanted to throw it out of the trash can.

When I opened the envelope, I was immediately attracted by the vigorous and powerful calligraphy, the words on it were beating, and my heart was beating. It's a love letter, full of fiery love letters.

Unconsciously, the little rabbit in my heart also began to be dishonest, hitting my heart one by one, the font that had just entered, the passion of flowing water, vibrating my body, trembling my mind, producing the most wonderful physical phenomena, forming a spiritual resonance.

Think about his appearance, a big man of 1.8 meters, a wheat-colored complexion, big eyes that can talk, one standard military training action after another, thick eyebrows, straight nose, extremely magnetic lips, angular face, a little messy but oily black and shiny hair, and a shining head, no one can say that he is not an extremely handsome young man.

And with his broad chest and extremely powerful arms, how could he write such a vigorous and powerful book? How can it make such a harmonious and majestic, loving movement. I read each sentence carefully, reading between the lines, looking for any flaws. I was overjoyed not to find it, this is a hot heart, this is a hot love, it has burned all over my body.

This love came too suddenly, and what followed was three and a half years of lingering, lingering,——

The sound of a soft knock on the door interrupted my warmest memories.

It's a courier guy.

Courier brother, "May I ask you, is there a classmate Jiang Wan here?" ”

"I am."

Courier brother, "This is your courier, please sign for it." ”

I turned around and grabbed a pen, signed for the delivery, and closed the door.

I didn't buy anything, where did the courier come from? I muttered to myself.

I quickly opened the express, and the vigorous and powerful book made me excited, and it turned out to be him.

Opening the envelope, I quickly browsed.

What is this?

How could he be?

Is my sky falling?

This is a letter of renunciation.