None of them noticed that the surrounding classmates were all in a circle, watching the sunlight outside the window scattered on each other, the classmates all held their breath, they couldn't remember what words to use to describe them, they only felt that the time was warm and quiet.

The sunlight jumped on the boy's long curly eyelashes like an elf, and the warm palm shrouded Qi Wenyan's broken hair, like a slowly flowing warm current, Qi Xiaoyu put down his hand, smiled at the boy lying on the desk, and turned to leave his side. Qi Wenyan turned his head, looked at her departing back, revealing an expression that he had never had on weekdays, a child-like tender expression, and after a while, a quiet girl appeared in front of the classroom door, with her left hand back and a bag of red dates in her right hand.

She slowly came to Qi Wenyan's desk and said, "Red dates seem to be blood tonic." Qi Wenyan nodded. Xiaoyu tore open the jujube bag, took out one in a high-profile manner, and asked, "Aren't you fainting with blood, do you want it?" ”

Qi Wenyan reached out to pick it up, "Hmm."

Xiaoyu immediately stuffed it into his mouth, and after seeing Qi Wenyan's shocked expression, the small cherry mouth stuffed another red date, "Phew!" Spit the red date kernel to the ground, grunt, and roll to Qi Wenyan's feet, he looked down at the date kernel under the desk, and frowned. Qi Xiaoyu simply sat next to Qi Wenyan, spitting out nuclear weapons while eating, and was suddenly patted on the back, Qi Xiaoyu turned his head, his eyebrows were twisted together on a strange and immature face, and the boy asked angrily, "Which class are you from, it's not good to litter."

Xiaoyu glanced down at the ground, there were a few nuclei under the desk, she silently bent down and reached out to pick them up, the saliva on the jujube kernels stuck to her thumb with dust. She glanced at the jujube core in her hand with disgust, Qi Wenyan saw her vivid expression in her eyes, he found a scratch paper full of handwriting in the desk, handed it to Qi Xiaoyu who was squatting on the ground, she blinked her eyes dissatisfied, picked up the nuclei one by one, wrapped them in paper, and walked to the trash can with the paper ball.

She wanted to throw the paper ball directly into the trash, but looking at the juanxiu font on the back of the paper, she opened the waste paper.

On the 12th, the iron fence of the yard was overgrown with moss, and I could smell the clear smell of rust under the street lamp, and the light was still on there, and she was still waiting, waiting for someone whose heart was originally in her, but who would never come back to her.

On the 13th, I saw it again in the corridor today, she took a broom and silently went to clean the public health alone, every time she was like this, why was she so stubborn, wouldn't it be good to ask her classmates to go together?

On the 16th, I decided... I'm sorry.

Qi Xiaoyu carefully commented on the thoughts and apologies between the lines, but the incident on the 16th was crossed out by him, and it was painted black with a neutral black pen of 0.5, leaving her only a sentence of sorry, she wondered, No. 16, what happened.

On the 17th, it was raining heavily today, and I saw her in the cafeteria, and she sat at the same table with us, and she seemed to pretend not to know me, and she knocked over the dishes and chopsticks stupidly, what a silly girl.

On the 18th, today in the corridor, she passed by me, I looked at her behind her for a long time, she didn't look back at me, yesterday she was drenched in the rain for a day, I don't know if she had a cold.

On the 19th, I missed her.

On the 20th, Shuangmu is not a forest, and there is a heart in the field.

On the 21st, I think you are like a fish that wants to breathe and a flower that wants to look.

Qi Xiaoyu's eyes were covered by the fog at once, she blew the dust on the paper ball, and felt that it was not enough, so she wiped the paper ball back and forth with the sleeve of the school uniform, smoothed out the waste paper, and then folded it in half a little bit, neatly stored in the pocket of her school uniform, she turned around, and saw the boy sitting by the window staring at her motionless from just now, she looked at it, the boy turned his head unnaturally, and he looked like nothing had happened.

Xiaoyu smiled like a flower next to the trash can, she seemed to suddenly understand why Qi Wenyan avoided her, it was not that she didn't love, that she couldn't love, that she didn't want to, that she couldn't think about it. Instead of torturing each other like this, it is better to let each other go, you cut off all the hunger and thirst bonds between us, and leave everything to time to prove, but I still stay where I am, thinking that time will not leave, and youth will not be gone.

She took a deep breath of the rancid smell of the garbage can in the air, inhaled her astringent nose, wiped her eyes buried in the fog, then looked up and smiled, and strode forward, yes, we all have to pretend not to love.

She sat down in her original seat, ate the red dates one by one, she turned her head to the big brother who had just called her a saliva on her face, smiled sweetly, and handed over the two dates, "Give, eat"?

The boy smiled shyly and said, "Blood-replenishing." "The eldest brother took the two jujube cores, the hands are short, and the mouth is short, after he ate the dates, he was embarrassed to say that the girl is now spitting out the nucleus under Qi Wenyan's desk. Qi Wenyan helplessly watched them behave in embarrassment and bully the weak.

As soon as the class bell rang, Qi Xiaoyu quickly stood up, threw his white eyes at Qi Wenyan, and immediately ran back to his classroom. Qi Wenyan was shocked, he felt Qi Xiaoyu throw a light at him, and when she looked at him, her eyes flashed.

He had to hand in his homework book in class, but he didn't find it in the desk, so he turned over his back and looked for it in his schoolbag, and he didn't know when there was an extra carton of pure milk in the schoolbag, and there was ······ A large bag of red dates.

The corners of his mouth went up slightly, silly girl.

The time in the third year of high school was tight, Qi Xiaoyu chose to board at the school, so that she could study better, and because of the class assignment and the drunken accident, she chose not to make friends, stayed quietly alone, and licked the wounds left by her youth alone.

In the evening self-study test Chinese papers, Qi Xiaoyu did it quickly, thinking all the way. Until you make it behind the paper, you can see the essay with the theme of smile. Sunshine is always after the wind and rain, no matter failure or pain, if we can set off with a smile, laugh at life, laugh at life, you will find that the sky is so blue, the clouds are so charming, then we will get the happiness of a smile, and even have golden fruits. Friends, let's go with a smile!

Life is a mirror, and if you smile at it, it will smile at you. Smile is a ray of sunshine that can warm yourself and others, others can smile and face life, and we should be able too! Even if we are a little grass that no one knows, we must smile to meet the baptism of wind and snow, and dye people's hearts with our strength. Although a faint smile is insignificant, it makes me smile comfortably every day in the city, and it seems to feel the smile of everyone who rubs shoulders, let's set off with a smile!

Please write down your most memorable smile with a smile on the theme of a smile, it can be cheerful and friendly. The topic is self-proposed.

What comes to mind is the warm smile of a boy. Qi Xiaoyu's long-standing indifferent face finally felt a little relaxed, and it was comfortable to think of that person's heart. She put pen to paper.

"I'm making trouble, he's laughing"

He smiled at me, like the autumn breeze dawning, the rice peanut fragrant, and the warmth of me had nowhere to escape.

How should I write about you, whether it is the slight pain of youth, or the thoughts after parting, or the emotions that I want to come to you when I am in class now.

I wrote about you, in the boring QQ space of the first year of high school, on the blackboard of the second year of high school, in the pink envelope of a love poem in the word, I wrote about you, in the proposition essay of the third year of high school.

The power went out suddenly in the evening self-study, and the pens in the hands of the students also stopped abruptly, followed by a noisy cheer, and the whole building was noisy and lively, Qi Xiaoyu stopped the pen, listening to the cheers of freedom, remembering the last few days of the second year of high school, the evening self-study was also a power outage, there was a boy holding a power bank high, the light illuminated her indifferent paper words, her eyes were dark, and she suddenly cried.