Who disturbed my growth.

At that time, I may grow thicker branches and more leaves. I might go in the direction of a dragonfly flying in the sunset, and live forever. I went with a runaway horse to a distant world I don't know, and returned the bones and skins back to the village many years later. Perhaps like a puddle of water, quietly evaporating in the midday sun, turning into a cloud floating over the village.

Only I know I'm still here.

——Liu Liangcheng

*

There is only one friend in this world, probably no one except her, Shen Qingjia, right? Why does Shen Qingjia still like preconceived ideas for so long, she has only had a good friend since she was a child. Although there are a lot of people who have always liked her, Shen Qingjia can't trust those people. It's not that I haven't tried to make new friends, but trying to fit in with others is really stupid. Shen Qingjia once wore the same mask as everyone at one time, said the same words as everyone, and was always with everyone. But no matter what you do, you can't really shorten the distance between your hearts and minds.

It was also from that time that Shen Qingjia knew that there was indeed a circle in this world that could not be squeezed into. Where you can't go, you can't go. She's actually pretty good on her own.

You have been working hard alone for so many years, and please continue to work hard in the future.

Try to move forward, don't look back. Don't look back.

"Of course I have friends. If Shen Qingjia hadn't taken a year off from school, you would have had many friends. Hua Rujin said casually.

"Huh. I've got a lot of flowers, you're fine. Shen Qingjia said.

I don't need to have a lot of friends, and people in the world don't have anything to do with me, so I think it's nice to play with Flowers. We will always be together in the future.

"Hmm." Hua Xiangjin replied casually.

Some people especially like to sigh, even if it is a trivial thing, they have to sigh for a long time.

Some people never feel emotional, even if the sky falls, they grit their teeth and don't say a word.

Shen Qingjia belongs to the latter category.

Shen Qingjia didn't sigh at all the big and small things.

Shen Qingjia has always been like this.

Before today.

It's just that Hua Bijin didn't go home with her.

Everyone will have their own life, whether it is new or old.

The flowers are so good-looking, and the people are so good, so naturally there are many, many friends.

Maybe it's just that there is something temporary that can't get out of the body, so we can't go home together. Hua Rujin must be eager to go home with me.

……

Shen Qingjia thought of many, many reasons like this.

But Shen Qingjia's mood still didn't improve. There never seemed to be a time when she wanted to laugh more than she wanted to laugh now, but she just couldn't laugh.

I didn't have the strength to pack my school bag.

The whole person is sick.

Shen Qingjia glanced in the direction of the flowers from time to time, and it was conservatively estimated that he had glanced at least twenty times in the past five minutes. It's just that even once I didn't meet the flowers. Hua Bijin has been busy, either sorting out her schoolbag, touching up her makeup, or chatting with her classmates.

We had a great time.

Shen Qingjia thought in his heart.

The mood became agitated.

Maybe it's because I haven't been to school for a long time, so I don't fit in, and that's how I used to do it. Why do you feel so lonely now?

……

Shen Qingjia's heart and head were filled with such thoughts, and seeing these emotions was like a bubbling Coke, because it was poured too full, it was about to overflow almost immediately.

At that moment, Shen Qingjia suddenly relaxed again - they may not always be good friends together. Good friends don't have to stick together all the time.

It seems that Shen Qingjia has really figured it out.

"Huh? You're gone. Shen Qingjia looked at the flowers, carrying his schoolbag and preparing to go back. To be exact, she was going to play with her friends.

Hua Bijin didn't actually want to say hello to Shen Qingjia, but for the sake of her own face, Hua Bijin still smiled and waved her hand. "Shen Qingjia, you should go home early."

"Hmm. We'll go to school together tomorrow morning. Shen Qingjia said.

Hua Nijin didn't have any desire to speak, but looking at Shen Qingjia's face full of expectation, Hua Bijin still smiled and said yes.

After saying this, Hua Rujin walked away without looking back.

Some people are so simply so simple that you are stunned: Do I really know this person? Is she really my best and only friend?

Regarding Zhuang Zhou, Song Fusheng didn't know what to say, forget it, a friend is a friend, he is him, Song Fusheng doesn't want to be so entangled anymore.

What kind of person is Zhuang Zhou?

Sunny, handsome, talented, especially the talent for painting, Song Fusheng always felt that Zhuang Zhou should go to study art, he was a natural artist. Whether it is the conception or the color matching, it is very personal, it is difficult to say who Zhuang Zhou's portrait is, his painting is just like himself.

In the eyes of the surrounding classmates, Zhuang Zhou is a warm and cheerful teenager, completely different from his name, Zhuang Zhou is not cold at all, he is a very warm person, full of enthusiasm for people and things.

But Song Fusheng didn't think that this was Zhuang Zhou's only face.

Song Fusheng couldn't tell what was wrong, but he felt that there was another Zhuang Zhou living in Zhuang Zhou's body, and what he didn't know would shock him.

What is not known may not be only Zhuang Zhou. Song Fusheng was bored spinning the pen, and there were thousands of knots in his heart. He didn't know how it would get mixed up like this. She and he were two different people, two people who had nothing to do with each other. If she was hers, if it really was – then both he and she were indispensable in his life.

She couldn't be. Song Fusheng put down the pen and looked unwavering. All she felt from her was a faint breath - déjà vu, but she was definitely not her. Song Fusheng's impression of her is extremely lively and cheerful. There is the gentleness of girls and the strength of boys, but there is never any tackiness in her. This girl named Shen Qingjia is really good-looking, fresh and natural, but every conversation is a bit vulgar. It could never be her. What's more, the names of the two of them are completely incompatible. was shaken because of this little delusion, Song Fusheng, your current IQ is really worrying.

"I must have missed her so much. I've been looking for her for so many years. I think I'm sick with my thoughts. Song Fusheng laughed at his own incompetence in his heart. But no matter how much time passes, I will not give up, I will not give up hope of finding you. At the ends of the earth, dig three feet into the ground, and I will find you too! ”

*

You fly above the sea of clouds

There are no wings

Though afraid of the sky

But it also seems relaxed

You fly

Not an escape

It's not a catch-up

Because of love

Supported by the atmosphere

You fly

Look out at the homes you can't see

Explore the invisible rivers

Imagine the unseen mountains

High allowed

You fly

Overlooking the alternating dynasties

Defying a few mushroom clouds

Envied by gravity

Towards immortality

- "Immortality"

*

Song Fusheng's mother came back from leave after only one class this afternoon. Perhaps because of her age, her body is getting weaker and weaker. It's just that I stayed up two nights in a row to prepare for class, and I also prepared for the Chinese mock exam. Who would have thought that the clues would appear today - dizzy, and then fainted directly on the podium! She didn't do much when she was young, it was almost commonplace, and she didn't feel any physical discomfort at that time. "When people are old, they should serve old age." This is what Teacher Chen in the next class said to himself. Although there was no malicious intent, Song Fusheng's mother was still very unhappy when she thought of this. Because of her promotion, Teacher Chen has always disliked her. She is also clear.

"Mom."

"Mom! Mom, I'm back! Shen Qingjia changed his shoes and came in, called Song Fusheng's mother many times, but there was no response. It's really strange, it's rare to see my mother sitting alone on the sofa in a daze, and it's very bad. "Teacher Shen!" Shen Qingjia had no choice but to try it this way.

"Huh!" As soon as she heard someone call Teacher Shen, Song Fusheng's mother immediately reflexively stood up. She looked back and saw that it was her daughter who had returned, and she was a little disappointed.

"Mom, can you stop your occupational disease from breaking out at home. Also, did I call you Mr. Shen to disappoint you so much? I'm so sad to death. Shen Qingjia took a box of yogurt from the refrigerator.

"It's school. Coming back so late today? Song Fusheng's mother said.

"Is it late? It's not five o'clock yet. I went straight home as soon as I got out of school. Shen Qingjia paused and said, "Mom, you got off work early today." Isn't it full of classes today? ”

"I came back early when I was a little unwell." Song Fusheng's mother said lightly.

"Huh? Is that okay? Have you gone to the doctor? Shen Qingjia was extremely worried. She walked quickly to her mother, helped her to sit down, and touched her forehead. No fever.

"Alright, it's been fine for a long time." Song Fusheng's mother couldn't help but laugh when she looked at her daughter, who was worried about her body. "Or tell your mom how you are doing at school today?

*

It was February 11, 2006, at 1:28 a.m., and the weather was clear, and the stars were shining and disappearing.

It's rare to sit under the quilt without writing all night, blow dry your hair, listen to old songs, and repeat them.

Suddenly, I remembered that I hadn't watched the latest black butler yet, so I turned on PPTV with the feeling that I was wasting time sitting in a daze after watching one less and sitting in a daze. Probably in the wrong mood, I actually ordered fast forward. In my memory, the end of the circus chapter made people very speechless, and this latest first chapter Shen Qingjia looked at it and doubted the meaning of the initial expectation, thinking of the dog's tail and mink. However, Shen Qingjia thought that Shen Qingjia still liked it very much, so he didn't want to watch anything. Although I guessed it, I was very upset to see Sebastian die; Then Charles's desperate eyes and mournful voice were all indeed, aggravating the congestion. Aside from the next plot, the bond between these two self-confident people who don't play cards according to common sense is no longer a relationship of mutual use, and they know it, but they don't admit it.

So I would rather time stay in that moment, when you leave him, and he misses you to death.

Art can't be too serious, that's why it's eternal.

There are really a lot of things happening in 2006, the good and the bad, the dull and the warm.

And now it has become the past, the past that will never come again.

It would be nice if the scars could be a thing of the past and be remembered by people.

Speaking of which, there are countless injuries this year, some light and heavy, and eventually become ugly scars that linger.

It seems that you have to keep reminding you to be careful, don't fall, don't knock, don't touch Yunyun. is like a child who does not understand the world, and always needs to be cared for and reminded. It's incredible.

Every time I remind that I have grown up, I still haven't grown up fundamentally, I haven't learned to be sophisticated, I haven't learned to be deep in my bones, and I'm still that innocent and kind child.

I have taught many people the truth, but I have not taught myself.

The anachronistic Shen Qingjia.

Sometimes I think they are probably spoiled, they love Shen Qingjia so much. They have always guarded Shen Qingjia's simplicity and innocence, as well as kindness. So Shen Qingjia has been going all the way until now without any scruples.

……

I turned my face and found that they were either not there, or had gone further away, or had not heard from me, and I was a little sad.

Shen Qingjia used to write in his composition that they were all angels who taught Shen Qingjia to grow up and then disappeared, and now Shen Qingjia hopes that Shen Qingjia can also protect them and become their strength, and I hope they will all live like they did at the beginning, follow their hearts, and always be kind, brave and simple. I also hope that Shen Qingjia will always be able to stick to the last pure land in their hearts as they did at the beginning.

Even if the vicissitudes of the world are unpredictable.

Never forgotten.

It's just that I miss that long broken period of daylight now.

What do you remember about her habits?

The article is never punctuated.

The article never uses an exclamation point, and I hate to see the exclamation point in a text message, and I will be angry because you forgot it.

Buy lots of white dresses and press them all to the bottom of the box.

I like Liu Ruoying the most, it seems to be love at first sight, when I see her books and hear her songs, I feel very, very appreciative when I see that person, and I look forward to her a little.

Innocent, childish, and capricious.

Anyway, I really like to play with children.

Persistent and paranoid, even if he hits the south wall, he won't look back.

It's stupid.

I like collecting, I like yarn, I like cross-stitch, I like ice cream, I like chocolate, I like vegetarian food.

Cleanliness.

Perfectionism.

……

I became friends with her, who had a lot of shortcomings, and I thought it was amazing to dream back at midnight.

Thank you for accompanying Shen Qingjia through that gray time, thank you.

One day, Shen Qingjia suddenly wondered who Shen Qingjia had changed?

In the end, it came to the conclusion - or Shen Qingjia has not changed, it is still the Shen Qingjia of the past, so everything is no different from then.

Either Shen Qingjia is still living alone a long time ago, and you have gone too far.

*

Zhuang Zhou was so drunk that the sky was dark, and the sun and moon were dark. I didn't get up until the next morning.

Actually, he didn't want to get up at all.

But the sun on his face made him feel warm and hot.

He wished he had closed the curtains yesterday......