There is no feast in the world that will not be dispersed.

Some say that the separation is for a better reunion.

But I know that this parting means that we may never see each other again in this life.

The month-long cram school is over, the weather is still so hot at the end of July, and the sun at noon is the same as the charcoal fire, and it is no exaggeration to say that the leaves at noon are not as energetic and watery as the leaves in the morning and evening.

I remember that there is a kind of cabbage called "Four Seasons Green", my father will grow some vegetables in the open space in the backyard at home during the summer vacation, this kind of water-scarce summer, all use a pumping machine to draw water out of the well, and then sprinkle it into the ground.

In the summer, it is strange to water the vegetables, not at noon, and in the evening, until it is close to midnight, you can water them.

I asked the reason before, but I remember my dad said that watering at noon will only heat the seedlings, because the temperature is high at noon, and the surface temperature is also high in the evening in summer, so it can only be watered at night.

You have to be so particular about growing vegetables in summer, let alone people?

Even though I have a thousand reluctances in my heart, I also know that August is not suitable for classes, and this month is so hot, otherwise there will be no winter and summer vacations.

However, the truth is understood, but it is still sad.

Looking at the teachers and classmates competing for a group photo, the stunned look, a feeling of attachment and farewell in my heart unconsciously surged into my heart.

My eyes are a little moist, I have never admitted that I am an emotionally fragile person, I can only pretend to be angry, I am infected by them or them, but in fact, I am reluctant to do so.

We chatted together all afternoon, and the head teacher also gave us small snacks, and we stood in the hall one by one, in the corridor and in the square outside, chatting while eating.

The day ended in the reluctance of everyone.

Before the sun went down, we carried our school bags and waved goodbye to everyone, where we came from and where we went, and said goodbye with a smile as much as possible, after all, this place is full of warm memories.

Turn around and don't look back.

The afterglow of the setting sun rendered the dense foliage of the trees next to them, and the foraging birds returned to their nests tiredly.

I found a path in the field and went home, which was quiet without the hustle and bustle of the cars. There is a gentle wind, a sweet smell of rice, and a tall and graceful willow tree on the roadside.

The stream was murmuring, and a few leaves jumped mischievously into the water, moving happily along with the lively stream. The aspen forest in the east gradually dimmed, and the surrounding environment became less bright.

It was a path closer to home, but I was so enchanted by the uninhabited wilderness that I came home that the stars had climbed the treetops and the moon hung high in the night sky.

I took off my sandals and stepped on the soft dirt road, as if I could feel the excitement coming from the depths of the earth.

When I was halfway there, there was a small slope on the side of the road, and I walked down the dam, and there was a small pond below that was not deep or shallow, and I sat on the stone slab next to it, put my feet into the water, shook my calves, cleaned the mud and dirt on my feet, and then put on my sandals and returned to the path.

The frogs in the fields and ditches were already chirping one after another, and the originally quiet fields began to liven up.

The evening wind gusts, the one-meter-high cyan rice is blown by the wind and waves, the slender and long leaves "rustle", the rice ears have begun to grow, and it will not be long before it is the time for farming.

The rows of uneven red brick buildings not far away are our village. Looking in their direction, I quickened my pace and ran wildly down the path, trying to get home before dark.

It's late after school today, so it's still dark before I arrive at my doorstep.

Ling Ming didn't seem to be at home, and after knocking on the door for a long time, no one answered me, so I had to take out the key, open the door, go straight upstairs, and go back to my room. I threw my schoolbag on the table, went to bed, looked at the ceiling, and sighed: "It's so good, my summer vacation is finally about to begin." ”

After making a fuss all the way, I was also tired, closed my eyes, and it didn't take long for me to enter the dream.

I dreamed that I was sitting in that empty hall, curled up on a small bench, listening carefully to the teachers' lectures, and the classmates around me were also listening carefully, all of them taking notes.

When I woke up, it was already half past seven in the evening.

I was woken up by the sound of my parents chatting downstairs, and as soon as I went downstairs, I smelled the smell of food, and I could finally have a good meal, and I could watch a TV series tonight, which was great.

At dinner time, we chatted while eating, and we had a very good chat. Mom and Dad still have to go to work, unlike us children, there are winter and summer vacations, although there is homework during winter and summer vacations, but they are really much happier than them.

I don't have to go to class tomorrow, which means that I have to start helping my mother with the housework, laundry, cooking, and sweeping the floor.

The summer homework is almost done, and I am ready to go to the street to buy a few sets of test papers to consolidate the knowledge learned in cram school, while continuing to review later.

As a quasi-junior high school junior, I want to enter the state of preparing for the exam in advance, and I feel a panic when I think that those top students in the class may now be frantically brushing questions and memorizing words at home.

"Learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!"

You can't fight a battle without preparation, I have to add a chemistry class next semester, I haven't been in contact with it before, and I haven't made up this in the cram school, so I'm going to go to Ling Ming tomorrow to get a book and study by myself.

"Smart" is a lie, and no child who ranks first is not crazy about learning and working hard. They will always seize the opportunity when others are slacking off and keep jumping up.

By the time you really realize the gap between you and them, it's too late, they've already reached the mountainside, and you're still hesitating in the mountains.

The early bird has worms to eat, one step faster, and the first three years to get rich.

Everyone understands the truth, but there are very few things that can be done, and I am also a member of the slack, otherwise, why is junior high school almost over, and I still haven't gotten the first place in the class?

The gap is like that, getting bigger and bigger.

It's not good to chase when you can catch up, you miss the best time, and you can't catch up when you want to chase it.

At dinner time, I also learned about the uncle's condition from my parents, and it seems to have improved a little, and I heard that the meal is normal, and the person has gained a lot of weight.

Then tomorrow morning, let's go to visit the uncle first, see you once, and see you once; See one day, one day less...... Every day of the rest of the holiday, I had to visit him.

Go and tell him that the rice in the rice fields is almost ripe; Go and tell him that I will definitely be admitted to a key high school; Tell him that we all love him and want him to be healthy.

After tidying up my room for a while and watching TV for a while, I got under the covers, enjoying the pleasure and relaxation of my vacation, trying to get rid of the nervous nerves and the heavy stones in my heart.

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