In late February, the peach blossoms are in full bloom on the mountain, and the pear blossoms are also blooming somewhat. The day before returning to school, Liu Xiyue went to the orchard to take a stroll. The peach blossoms are adorned with branches, pink, white, red and green, unassuming, unusually bright and moving, and stirring the heart. The spring breeze is blowing, and the heart seems to be blooming.

On the day of registration, the cherry blossom pond was filled with petals, like pink brocade.

The spring rain came late, but it rained heavily. The courtyard is a good place to watch the rain.

Trickling rain fell from the sky, hanging all over the square patio, splashing water of various shapes on the bluestone slabs. Columns of water from the eaves ditch snapped against the edge of the patio, crisscrossing the bluestone slabs. A few pots of turtle backs and banyan trees on the edge of the patio have been washed green and bright by the rain. Liu Xiyue walked around the patio, glancing at the second floor as she walked. The door of Gao Wutong's dormitory was closed, the window was open as usual, and the white floral curtains leaked out.

A gust of wind blew, and a few drops of rain fell on her. Liu Xiyue stared at the rain, paced slowly under the eaves, and walked along the patio for two more laps. Around the corner, she rolled up the sleeve of her right hand a little higher and reached into the rain, letting the rain dangle in her palm.

Lan Lingmei and a few classmates came back from outside and gathered around her to joke.

"Where's the flower branch?"

"Watering the flowers should go to the middle of the patio."

"Acacia in the wind and rain, but unfortunately the rain is strong and the wind is small, so it is not a good match."

Liu Xiyue smiled and said nothing. The spring rain seemed to be lingering, and so was her heart. In the past few days, it has to rain two or three times a day, mixed with winds that are sometimes heavy and sometimes light, blowing bursts of misty rain and fog. It was as if her mood was ethereal, lingering, and confused. She loves rain, but this year's spring rain is so sentimental that her heart seems to be wet.

"Don't get drenched in the rain, go back to the dormitory to discuss the spring outing."

"The rain is beautiful, fluttering like a string of transparent beads."

"Standing in the middle of the patio, drenched through, the water is smart, that's beautiful. Anthomaniac! ”

Lan Lingmei saw that Liu Xiyue was in a trance and pondered as if she hadn't heard it, so she took her hand and dragged her away.

"The rain is fine and transparent, shiny, and really beautiful."

"You're beautiful, I wanted to cut it yesterday, but I love it so much today."

Woken up by the sound of wind and rain in the early hours of yesterday morning, Liu Xiyue wrote two poems:

Spring cold

The spring is cold and the wind is bleak, and the rain is sick and the leaves are blank.

I know the flowers in my dreams, and I don't want to listen to the sound of the rain.

Morning rain

The morning rain continues to rain overnight, and it continues without stopping.

The rain dances with the wind, and there is no cut if you want to cut it.

After getting up, she showed Lan Lingmei, Lan Lingmei didn't say a word, and stuffed her with a pair of scissors.

Liu Xiyue laughed, returned the scissors to her, and invited her to eat breakfast.

"Lingmei, I really like to watch the rain."

"What rain do you see? You're looking at the guy upstairs. You can see your mind and the millstone. Look at you, thinking about it, losing your soul, worrying, depressed, I look really distressed and my liver hurts. Instead of unrequited love, it is better to take the initiative. ”

When Zhao Panshi announced that the school had a uniform policy to go to country parks, there were sighs, roars, and slapping on the table.

Zhao Panshi smiled and listened quietly, accustomed to the noisy complaints of this group of sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls. After a while, the voice faded down. Zhao Panshi looked proud. Suddenly, someone burst into tears.

"Lan Lingmei, don't fake crying, if you have any opinions, stand up and say it."

The crying stopped abruptly, and Lan Lingmei stood up with a smile. The class burst into laughter.

"Say, what's your opinion?"

"The school didn't consider our request at all, it was too much! The country park is too close, just like me and Liu Xiyue, sitting together every day, sleeping in and out of bed, only suitable for children to play. ”

"The country park is close to the city, but it is a little farther away than the zoo."

"Who said that?"

"Teacher Bai of the Political and Educational Office said."

"It's that white spike again!" Someone muttered quietly.

"The deputy director of the political and educational department is amazing, and he is not the director." Someone whispered.

"Xiaobai is too much!" Lanling Meidao.

"Don't talk big or small. Be well-founded. Tell me what's going on too far? ”

"Who are the two leading teachers in our class?"

"Me and Teacher Wu Kaiping."

"That's it! Wu Kaiping is just a piano room, old and ugly. Why should we be given a class? We want you and Gao Wutong to lead the team. ”

"It's just your personal opinion. Teacher Gao has already arranged for another class. ”

The opinion of the whole class. Don't believe me. ”

"Okay. Ask Mr. Gao to raise the hand of the teacher who leads the team in our class. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the classroom was full of arms.

"See, classmate." Lan Lingmei smiled proudly.

"You like Teacher Gao so much," Zhao Panshi said with a smile, "I'm a little jealous." ”

"You've got a potato."

"Be careful, we report to Mrs."

There was a snickering in the classroom.

"I'll just say it's the opinion of the whole class, Mr. Zhao, I don't have anything to say!"

Zhao Panshi glanced at the classroom and laughed.

"One classmate didn't raise his hand."

"Who?"

"Willow Creek Moon!"

"Who said she didn't raise her hand?" Lan Lingmei bent down and raised Liu Xiyue's two hands, "Teacher Zhao, take a good look, she is raising her hands, don't be mistaken." After speaking, he pushed Liu Xiyue angrily, "You like Gao Wutong so much, why don't you raise your hand?" Do you want to show special feelings for him, or are you afraid of exposing your affair? ”

The whole class let out a long "oh-" in unison.

Liu Xiyue blushed all of a sudden, and looked down at the desktop.

Zhao Panshi saw it in his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, I'll help you get him here."

On Saturday morning, buses chartered by the school stopped on the side of the road at the gate.

After Yuan Chunzhu counted the number of people and informed the class that the students had gotten on the bus, Zhao Panshi and Gao Wutong got on the bus. Seats have been snapped up. Lan Lingmei grabbed two front seats and sat side by side with Liu Xiyue. The driver looked back at Gao Wutong and Zhao Panshi who were standing, and smiled habitually.

Not long after the car left near the school, Gu Xiangming stood up.

"Teacher Zhao, you come here to sit."

"Go and sit," Gao Wutong patted Zhao Panshi on the shoulder, "You are the head teacher, and people specially let you sit." Zhao Panshi Qianqian said a few words and went over to sit down.

After a while, Lan Lingmei suddenly stood up and smiled unusually enthusiastically:

"Teacher Gao, please come and sit here."

"Thank you! You sit. Gao Wutong refused repeatedly. There must be some kind of medicine in the Lanling Mei gourd, he was afraid of being fooled and teased, so he thought about it and added, "I'll stand for a while, just to exercise." ”

"Teacher Gao is too polite. It was Liu Xiyue who asked me to give you a seat, and you should thank her. ”

Liu Xiyue's face turned red all of a sudden, denying it and admitting it.