The midsummer sun begins to slowly converge and shine, when the first fallen leaves are blown by the autumn wind on the tree-lined roads of the campus, the blue eucalyptus is no longer long and fluttering, and the beloved waist-length black hair has been painfully strangled before the start of school, replaced by Qi bangs on the student's head. Change often starts from the "head", and what Lan Eucalyptus didn't expect was that bigger changes awaited her on the road ahead. It is precisely because of the changes that life has been changed again and again that it can finally break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly. However, before every "butterfly" has wings, it must first go through a cocoon and self-restraint.

Lan Eucalyptus almost entered junior high school with the approving eyes of the teacher throughout the year, due to the random class, the head teacher of the ten classes in the year was looking forward to Lan Eucalyptus - the first in the year of the pre-admission test can be spent on their own family, so that the average score of the class can win at the starting line.

The first year of study was so easy for Eucalyptus that she found that she often completed her homework without much effort, and every teacher loved this clever little girl. Most students in this age group are also happy to follow the teacher's attitude towards others, and it is natural that Eucalyptus is the most popular student in the class. However, because everything is too easy, Lan Eucalyptus's heart that has not experienced setbacks is a little fluttering, and the dazzling life is so easy to obtain in her eyes, and everything slowly becomes boring.

Sensitive, she found that some precocious classmates in the class began to secretly fall in love, a pair of boys and girls hid after school in the evening to hold hands and go shopping, several avant-garde girls dressed up in fancy clothes, and even more often stood on the rocket launcher behind the bicycle, and the boy stepped on the bicycle with a ruffian face and galloped through the street. Lan Eucalyptus has always been disdainful of these, anyway, the love letters written to her fill a drawer like snowflakes, and it is too risky to commit crimes against the wind for early love, and she doesn't want to be thankless. However, she is still happy to be friends with classmates of the opposite sex, thinking of this, the corners of Lan Eucalyptus's mouth smiled slyly.

These days, after school, Lan Eucalyptus always comes to the parking shed early, but she is not in a hurry to pick up the car, and her pace slows down as soon as she enters. She pretended to be looking for a car, tilting her head and looking around. In fact, she remembered where she parked her car, but she was still casually searching for something in the train of bicycles. Suddenly, she stopped in front of a dark blue men's bicycle, and when she saw that there were no rocket launchers in the back, Lan Eucalyptus hooked the corners of her mouth in satisfaction.

The sky was getting darker again, and a melancholy-eyed boy walked into the dim and dark parking shed with a schoolbag on his shoulder, and his oblique and long bangs stubbornly covered half of his face, it was Su Rui! Blue Eucalyptus's eyes lit up instantly. There are too many boys chasing her, many of them are top students and rich second generations, but none of them are special melancholy princes like Su Rui.

Lan Yu pretended to be calm, quickly took out a novel from his school bag, carefully smoothed the folds of the cover, and gently handed it to Su Rui.

"Optimistic so soon?" Su Rui took the novel with some surprise. "Well, the content is great! Thank you. Lan Eucalyptus pretended to pick up the car casually and left, and he couldn't prevent his neck from being hooked. Su Rui leaned over, lowered his voice and asked, "Class will be out tomorrow...... Do you go to the reading room? Lan Eucalyptus subconsciously flashed to the side and said in a daze: "I don't know either...... It depends......"

Su Rui is a boy from the next class to Eucalyptus. Lan Eucalyptus has the habit of going to the library to read books between classes, and Su Rui also has this hobby, and the two often meet in the reading room, so they get acquainted with each other after coming and going. It is always easier for two peers of the same age who share a common hobby to get along. In order to prevent misunderstandings among classmates, they call each other book friends.

However, I don't know who is troublesome, Lan Eucalyptus was still invited to the office by the head teacher in the name of talking. The moment he walked out of the office building, Lan Yu felt particularly annoyed and aggrieved: "Please! There are still a lot of boys and girls who are openly in love on the street in the past few years, why did they find me, a person who follows the rules?! Although the teacher repeatedly emphasized that he cared about her and hoped that she would maintain the leading position in her grades, her relationship with Su Rui was obviously normal, just good friends! Could it be...... Someone whistleblows?

Lan Yu was in no mood to go back to the school building, she sat down depressedly on the lawn next to the office building, and raised her head in a daze. Suddenly, a seemingly familiar figure walked into her blurred vision, and she was stunned for a moment, not remembering who this figure was. The girl walked straight into the head teacher's office and spoke to the teacher very diligently, the head teacher kindly touched the top of the girl's head, and the window glass clearly reflected the girl's face, which was ...... Zheng Qinyi?!

After Qin Yi entered junior high school, she still had no contact with Lan Eucalyptus, Lan Eucalyptus only knew that she was in the same class as Su Rui, and Lan Eucalyptus's homeroom teacher was now also the Chinese teacher of Su Rui's class. Lan Eucalyptus thought about it together, and suddenly realized.

Since that day, Eucalyptus has stopped stepping into the school library, but has gone to the community library to read books. However, she increasingly likes to be in a daze in class. The curriculum of the second year of junior high school is not the transition from primary school to junior high school like the first year of junior high school, and the really difficult knowledge points are successively arranged into the class schedule. Lan Eucalyptus's state of reading is not as good as the first year of junior high school, she naively thinks that she can still cope with the past, and takes the teacher's kind reminders as the wind in her ears.

Several times on the school road, Su Rui wanted to come forward to talk to Lan Eucalyptus, but she took a detour and escaped. However, her heart couldn't escape, and after several months of classroom daze, the judgment of the final exam came, and unexpectedly, Lan Eucalyptus fell from the throne of the first place in the year, and her grades slipped to more than 100 in the year.

Blue Eucalyptus has never encountered this experience when she is so old, and the first Waterloo in her life is like falling from heaven to hell for her!

Her classmates seemed to be laughing at her throughout the year, and those who used to like to ask her about her homework were no longer approaching her. The blue melancholy permeated the optimistic smiling face of the past, and the decadence left a deep imprint on her heart. This winter is the coldest and most difficult winter in the memory of eucalyptus.

The age of ignorance is too late to understand love, maybe youth is used to take detours, those thorns that once scratched us, will become the most precious gold mine in memory after becoming stronger.

There is only one year left before graduating from junior high school, but the graduating class is full of courses. Outside the window, the rain continued to fall for almost a whole week, and the melancholy seemed to be endless, endless. It was a day of white dew, the hour hand groggily pointed to twelve, and the blue eucalyptus drooped her eyelids and struggled to write in front of the mountain of work. A few white ants with flapping wings crept in through the cracks in the window frames, and wreaked havoc on the blue eucalyptus's homework book towards the brightest light.

Eucalyptus blue has been afraid of insects since she was a child, so she had to pick up her homework book and shake the white ants to the side of the table. Suddenly, she saw a white ant crawling tremblingly, its tiny body trembling. Poor it had lost its transparent wings at some point, and could no longer fly like its kind, so it could only stagger and crawl around the edge of its desk. The weak termite is still carrying the wound on the broken wing, it must be very painful, right? A line of tears crossed Lan Eucalyptus's face, and she suddenly realized that she was in sympathy with the termite with the broken wing. Lan Yu suddenly threw herself on the table, sobbing and crying silently, tears dripping onto the homework book, wetting a large ......

Until graduating from junior high school, Lan Eucalyptus was not able to get out of a slump of situation. She failed to enter a key high school, but retreated to apply for a second-class middle school. All the pride that had once turned to nothing turned into a floating cloud and drifted away.

Lan Eucalyptus spent another semester in high school in obscurity, and on New Year's Day, when the school was closed, Lan Eucalyptus was pulled by Jiang Xiuxiu, who was at the same table, to attend the class party. One-third of their classmates were admitted from the original junior high school, so they inevitably talked about the old people and old things in junior high school. During the small talk at the dinner table, Lan Yu accidentally learned that Qin Yi was escorted to the No. 1 Middle School of Key Middle School in Y City, and at that moment she felt that something was in her throat. Finally held on to the end of the seat, and the blue eucalyptus cried like no one on the street, and the evening breeze blew his face like a knife, and it hurt.

"Zheng Qinyi—even if you are burned to ashes, I will recognize you......" A voice roared in Lan Eucalyptus's broken heart.

At that moment, Lan Eucalyptus realized that she couldn't go on like this anymore, and she wanted to prove to everyone that she would be able to get herself back!

However, where can the missing homework be made up at once, and Lan Eucalyptus can't help but worry.

When she was sad, she liked to read, and she especially liked Nietzsche, the philosopher with the temperament of an artist. "Whatever doesn't kill you will eventually make you stronger." Nietzsche's famous words echoed in my heart for a long time.

Literature is a refuge for the soul, so that children who have been injured all over the world can lick their wounds with peace of mind. With books as her spiritual support, Eucalyptus gradually became less melancholy, and her world began to transition from a cold dark blue to a budding pale green. However, the desolate green, even if a touch of bright yellow is added, still can't take away the sadness.

She occasionally likes to go to the city cultural center when she is tired of studying. Once a watercolor exhibition was held there, Lan Eucalyptus stared blankly at the vast smoke in the painting, and couldn't help but be fascinated by painting. Her uncle worked as a worker in the city arts and crafts factory, so he naturally became her art teacher. In her spare time, she was completely immersed in colorful paints, and forgot her sorrow for a while.

I don't know where the courage came from, Lan Eucalyptus decided to switch from a liberal arts student to an art student. After discussing it with the family, Lan Eucalyptus's parents also agreed with her, because social change is very fast, and I don't know which industry will be popular in the future, and it is always good to have a specialty, and since you like it, you should stick to it. Blue Eucalyptus finally smiled happily.

"Bai Luyan returns and comes again, and the autumn equinox is full of cinnamon." The osmanthus trees in the courtyard are dotted with broken gold of the autumn sun, and from a distance, it seems that the trees are full of golden light. This charming and pure plain, verdant and verdant, swaying in the autumn wind. The blooming mulberry sits playfully on the branch and sings fragrant sentences, and the fragrance strikes people......

Lan Eucalyptus was looking out the window, and her mother took out the sugar osmanthus that had been pickled for a week from the refrigerator at some point, and prepared to make osmanthus cake for the family. As soon as the blue eucalyptus heard that it was going to make osmanthus cake, it instantly turned into a little gluttonous cat. So she also went to the kitchen to see if there was anything she could do to help her mother.

Lan Eucalyptus's mother is an executive of a financial company, and she usually works and takes care of her family. Half a month ago, a colleague of hers made her own osmanthus cake and brought it to the office to eat, she was completely captured by the aroma of the mouthful after taking a bite, so she immediately asked her colleague for the recipe and prepared to go home and try it herself.

According to the recipe, she weighed 250 grams of glutinous rice flour, 150 grams of flour and 90 grams of white sugar on the electronic scale, said that they were all poured into a large white porcelain bowl, and added the pre-adjusted sugar osmanthus, and then slowly poured a small bowl of water. The blue eucalyptus took the spoon and stirred patiently in a clockwise direction. After about ten minutes of stirring, the delicate batter finally hung sticky on the edge of the bowl.

Lan Eucalyptus's mother took out a casserole made of old iron, poured two bowls of water, scraped the mixed batter into a small cup of bone china, and steamed it for a quarter of an hour. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus wafted out of the kitchen, and Blue Eucalyptus couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

She put on thick kitchen gloves, wrapped the steamed cake in wet gauze while it was hot, pressed it on the cutting board and kept kneading and turning, and the surface of the cake finally became smooth and delicate. Eucalyptus took out the shell cake mold in the cabinet, carefully filled the cake body full of osmanthus aroma, and smeared a thin layer of tea seed oil on the surface. The sweet fragrance of osmanthus cake couldn't help but come to my nose, and the father of blue eucalyptus couldn't help but smell it. When the osmanthus cake is cooled, the blue eucalyptus puts the cake mold upside down on the plate made of logs, and the cakes are crystal clear and golden in color under the background of the wood grain texture. Lan Eucalyptus's mother couldn't help but pick up a piece with a fork and put it in her mouth, covering her mouth with her hand and praising it: "I didn't expect it to be so successful on the first attempt, it's so refreshing!" It seems that I will need to find more recipes for cooking pastries in the future. After speaking, he forked a piece and put it into the mouth of the blue eucalyptus, the blue eucalyptus shouted that it was hot, and he was busy with the heat, the soft and glutinous osmanthus cake melted in the mouth, and the sweet taste penetrated into people's hearts through the esophagus. Eucalyptus's father also couldn't help but praise the soft steamed cake, and the room was filled with the fragrant fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

The moon gradually rose from the sky, the blue eucalyptus wore a thin coat and took her mother downstairs for a walk, the osmanthus flowers in the yard bloomed very vigorously, only to the staircase, the fragrance was far from the tip of the nose into the lungs, and the blue eucalyptus suddenly felt that the fragrance erodes the bones. The wind moves the fragrance of osmanthus, the delicate and delicate flowers are hanging all over the branches in clusters, and the appearance of the small jasper and the fragrance that penetrates into the bone marrow seem to be a little incompatible, which is also the low-key humility that osmanthus flowers have since birth. It was a cool autumn day, and a thin mist rose in the air, and they wandered along the crooked bluestone path, in the deep, narrow alleys. The moon shadow is clear, the distant mountains are in the hazy light veil, and the dark smoke and shadow are ethereal, which is a plain ink painting.