After hearing me say that the coming day is long, the corners of the classmate's mouth went up: "The coming day is long?" Do you know what it is? ”

I smiled, "I really took the medicine." ”

"I know. I don't advise you to drink, I just want to ask, do you know what the future is long? "I didn't speak. She filled her cup with wine: "The coming day is long, like the wine in this cup." At this point, she suddenly raised her hand and drank it all: "Say yes, no, say no, there is." ”

I know what she means.

During the banquet, the instructor mentioned four words, cherish parting. It seems to be the first time I've heard someone put the words cherish and parting together, saying that it is awkward, but I think it is very accurate.

At the mention of parting, my heart trembled. I haven't had a chance to go through parting for two years. In saying that, it seems that I like the feeling of sadness all over the place, when it is not. It's just that the dullness of the two years made me suddenly forget what it was like to part. Even when I leave Cao's house every winter and summer vacation, I still feel sour in my heart when I look at the relics left by my mother and the vicissitudes of my father in the bedroom, but the feeling of parting seems to be less painful than in previous years.

Liu Zhen tried two sips of beer, her brows furrowed. I whispered to her, "If you can't drink it, don't drink it." ”

She shook her head: "Even if you don't really graduate, but, my generation, I'm afraid it's inseparable from alcohol." I looked at her red face against the green trees, just like the feelings of our generation in her words, clear and eye-catching.

I turned my head to look at the still immature faces at each table, and suddenly asked myself, what is wine?

Alcohol is an urge that can make people retreat from pretending to being promiscuous, allowing you to enjoy the process of peeling off your shell, and try to find some hidden and potential feelings in your heart. But you're trying to dig out another self with alcohol, and basically, you're getting nothing but getting drunk.

Wine, not to the depth, not to the deep. If you are deep, you don't know that you're drunk, and when you're awake, you don't know your heart.

That's it.

When we were students, we were relatively sensitive to alcohol. It's not like you pick up the liquid in a crystal cup after you enter society, but when you drink it in your stomach, it's really numb and wailing. I don't know, what is the person who poured cup after cup into his stomach?

Is it the pity of youth? Is it the sadness of the years? Worried about the future? Is it reminiscing about the past? is still reminiscing about the past, and a certain regret of regret is vivid.

On that day, all those who drank alcohol did so voluntarily. Voluntarily use something that can stimulate one's strong senses, and try to awaken one's increasingly numb dreams, and passion and longing for the future life. Even though they knew that tomorrow the sun would rise and they would wake up with their eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, everything would be the same.

This act of using alcohol to temporarily numb one's nerves hides a common trait of all people, that is, a sense of powerlessness in life.

Some people have tried to rewrite their fate by getting drunk with God, but God is not invincible to alcohol, but the wine itself is a little trick played by God. Or you are bored, or you are to blame.

The meal that day, perhaps because of the wine, lasted longer.

It was long until the evening, and those figures swayed in the shadow of the setting sun, and suddenly shook the youth, the troubles of the youth, the first half of the life that was about to part, and the mediocrity of the second half of the life.

Shake lost the innocence and innocence, and the sunset that evening was infinitely better, but, at dusk, easy to get old.

I watched them get drunk as if they were riding a time-traveling machine, looking at some of their familiar paces. It was a dark morning and night that day, and there were no bright lights, no swaying flowers, no strange lights, and no blurred night. However, on such an occasion, all of a sudden, I began to sing a play, and sang so without warning, like a meteorite flying down from the sky, colliding the originally calm four sides into the light that exploded into the sky, and at the same time the fire was shining, I had no time to run.

In the course of the dinner in the afternoon, several small programs were interspersed, some went up to sing, dance, confess, and talk about youth singing about the motherland. I thought that this "coming to Japan and long" near the end was stopped by Jiang Shanshan halfway.

Slightly drunk, she picked up the small microphone and suddenly stood in front: "I said classmates, listen to me." Aren't you all very happy today? Me too. However, while we are happy, we must not forget that there are many students around us who have had tragic experiences, and they are very strong to come out of their misfortunes. I think everyone must be like me, they all want to hear from these students about how they overcame themselves, walked out of the darkness, and accepted the sunshine. Their personal experience will definitely help us in our future work and life, so below, I will invite the representative of Cao Muxi, who has an unfortunate life experience, to come up and share her mental journey with you. Applause, please! ”

At that time, Liu Zhen was beside me with a red face, holding her chin with her hand, and when she heard Jiang Shanshan call my name, she looked at me suddenly: "Mu, Mu Xi, call you." ”

It's not that I didn't hear it, it's that I haven't reacted to what this is all about. There were people in the audience who applauded and encouraged me to go on stage. The female classmates at the same table stared at me: "Cao Muxi, you, when did you have any unfortunate background?" Didn't hear you say that? ”

"Cao Muxi, did you call you? Did I hear me right? ”

"Mu Xi, don't go! Jiang Shanshan did it on purpose! Don't go! ”

"Cao Muxi, call you, go quickly! Tell us about your experience, and we can learn how to overcome ourselves and get out of the haze. ”

My ears were buzzing, and I suddenly felt the sharp blades that struck from all directions, piercing my heart with ten thousand arrows! My background? How long have I forgotten my origins, I thought to myself, since I was rebellious, I had packed my background and thrown it in the trash, and yet, when someone brought it up again, I found myself still with a chill on my back and a blank mind.

Jiang Shanshan saw that I had not moved for a long time, so she walked over. She had drunk a little wine, and her steps towards me were erratic and not in a straight line, but I could still clearly see the corners of her mouth and her head raised by the yellow light of the courtyard! That was a signal of a declaration of war.

"Cao Muxi, why don't you go up? So many people are waiting for you. ”

"Wait for me for what?"

"What are you waiting for? Didn't you listen to me just now? Waiting for you to share with you your time as a student from elementary school to high school, oh no, it's mainly to share your life experience in those years and how to overcome your strong heart and pretend not to hear what others say. Jiang Shanshan stood next to our table like that. I sat and she stood. A swaggering look, with provocation, threat, mockery, ridicule.

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