"We often miss out, miss some people, miss things, and many good things seem to hide some regrets. Mozi Ge: So there is a kind of pain called missing, which is a deep pain. In fact, sometimes missing may be the starting point for future possession, and possession may be the reason for losing in the future. So, forget it if you miss it, don't dwell on it, because what you can't get is not necessarily regret, sometimes it may even be fulfillment. ”

Zhou Yu stopped in front of the results list and looked up for a while. Laugh at the text below the list. "The best is silver, and the ever-changing is gold".

He also carefully studied the paintings hanging on the stairs. Bared his teeth for a moment, putting on the same expression as the portrait above.

Walking up the stairs, he went around each floor.

Zhou Yu stopped in front of a classroom. Through the glass window, he saw the layout inside, which was completely different from what he remembered.

Written on the back blackboard in the classroom reads, "There is no such thing as failure for those who are confident in their abilities and do not mind temporary failure; For people with indomitable will and firm goals, there is no such thing as failure; For someone who lets go of others, and he still insists, and others retreat and he still rushes forward, there is no such thing as failure! For people who fall down and stand up immediately, and every time they fall to the ground, they will jump higher like a ball, there is no such thing as failure. ”

The words written on the curtain were somewhat familiar, and Zhou Yu recognized them one by one.

"Sometimes, I am inexplicably in a bad mood, I don't want to talk to anyone, I just want to be alone in a quiet daze. Sometimes, in the dead of night, I suddenly feel that it is not that I can't sleep, but that I stubbornly don't want to sleep. Sometimes, when you hear a song, you suddenly think of someone. Sometimes, people suddenly say to you, I think you've changed, and then you start to have mixed feelings. If you lose yourself, you can only pick it up slowly. ”

"The first makeup of the red dust, the mountains and rivers are boundless. The original face, crushing the nightmare impermanence, the life is unparalleled. ”

"Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. And I had gray hair overnight. ”

"I'm bald, and I'm getting stronger."

"It is better to be a wise fool than a foolish man."

"If you can't go to Peking University Tsinghua University, you can go to Peking University Jade Bird."

"To live or to perish, that's the question."

"Honey is poured on top of the sugar, and the honey is covered with sugar, is your high school sweet or not?"

"It's not all gold, it's also a reflection of glass."

"The light of the fireflies is faint, but when it is lit, it challenges the darkness."

"The bench would rather be cold for ten years, and the article is not half empty."

"Education! Science! To learn to read is to light the torch; Every syllable of every word emits sparks. ”

"Knowledge is the bread of life's journey."

"It is only through hellish tempering that one can have the power to create heaven; Only a bleeding finger can play the swan song of the world. ”

"Living is not about tears for sympathy, but for sweat for applause."

"To contemplate is to work, and to think is to act."

"A moment of steps, a thousand miles away"

"I can follow you, sleepwalking like a shadow chasing the light, I can ······"

……

The corners of Zhou Yu's mouth hooked up a faint smile. The dusty memories are lifted little by little.

Suddenly, Zhou Yu stopped in front of a window, and his hand involuntarily stretched out, wanting to touch the curtains in the classroom, but was blocked by the cold glass.

He could see the words, but he couldn't touch them. It's as if you are separated from those by a time and space, close in front of you, but far away in the sky.

"Eight treasure porridge love small leaves". Zhou Yu looked at the words on it, his body trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

"Once, I thought that loving someone was a lifetime, holding his hand and growing old together. Later, I finally understood in my tears that love is like fireworks, and in an instant, it is too true, too beautiful and too short, and before I have time to blink, tears will fall. In this life, there are always too few people who are happy with each other. Over the years, I didn't dare to let myself think too much and be contaminated too much, but I just immersed myself in the country of sorrow, licking my wounds, comforting and healing. ”

"We smiled and said goodbye, but we didn't know that there would be no time after goodbye."

Zhou Yu suddenly raised his hand and groped around the edge of the hanging painting on the wall.

The finger touches a small notch. Zhou Yu straightened the key ring, passed the wire into the gap, and after three or four minutes, a paper ball came out of it.

"Still there?" Zhou Yu was a little surprised, leaned back against the wall, sat down slowly, and unfolded the small paper ball.

"In me you may see autumn in me you may see autumn, when the yellow leaves, or all of them are gone, or they only hang in twos and twos on the shrunken branches and tremble—the desolate singing arena, where the birds have sung together. In me you may see the twilight, which slowly fades into the night after sunset, and the embodiment of death gradually drives it away, and rests in silence over all kinds of people in the altar. You may see embers in me, dying in the ashes of youth, and sooner or later it will break its soul on the bleak bed of soul, destroyed by the flame that nourished it. ”

Zhou Yu was stunned, this was not what he remembered. It's just that the handwriting on the paper matches the person's handwriting exactly.

"Do you know me too well, or did you just leave it on a whim?" Zhou Yu smiled bitterly, flattened the paper ball, folded it, put it in an envelope, and put it together with the letter.

Zhou Yu put his hands on his knees and looked boredly at the rising sun in the sky.

"Is man born twice? Yes. The first time is on the day a person begins to live; The second time was on the day of love. Zhou Yu muttered to himself, "Then do I have to die twice?" ”

Zhou Yu sat for a while before he stood up, patted the dust on his buttocks, took one last look at the classroom, and went downstairs.

Fingers slid lightly over the handrail of the stairs, leaving a little wax between the nails. Zhou Yu hurriedly withdrew his hand and found a place to wash it.

The sound of recitation came faintly from the atrium on the first floor, which was full of breath but with extremely rich feelings.

"Tomorrow, at dawn, when the fields are light, I will set out. You see, I know you're waiting for me. Over the mountains, through the forests, in a world far away from you, I don't want to stay for a moment. I thought silently, walking alone, the outside world, not seeing or smelling. I bent over, with my hands behind my back, and walked hurriedly, and my heart was full of sorrow, and the day came like night. I will not gaze at the splendor of the golden setting sun, nor at the sails that sail to the Harbour of Alver, and when I arrive, I will lay a bunch of verdant holly and a blooming Osnan ······ beside your grave."

。 One Person, One Autumn: