You are like the beauty of fireworks, gliding the sky without people.

You are like the mystery of fireworks, and the wind is like leaving you as soon as you go.

But every time you bloom, it's as if it's just a lie.

You hold my heaven in your hands, how can I let you escape far away.

The lonely singer still sings the song of heartbreak across the river, the same lonely poet walks in the lonely city, and the people who love each other go in the opposite direction together.

The broken beauty is Lin Daiyu's funeral flower with the most heartache of love in the night of Yanshan; The beauty of the broken is Sanmao's diamond-like clarity and detachment after being dotted by the Sahara after the vicissitudes of life; The beauty of the broken is a tragic movement struck by Beethoven with the most spiritual black and white keys; The broken beauty is the love between Zhou Wen and Yang Caijie who are deeply in love but are permanently imprisoned in the atrium.

Zhou Wen watched as the poplar flowers filled the sky of the town, and there was a dark fragrance floating in the air, cool and sad. Yang flowers fell all over the cyan streets, and the faint white was printed with the thin memories of the teenager.

Since Zhou Wen's death, he seems to have changed as a different person. All day and night, they continue to fight with words, numbers, and English letters, but the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are the sound of the ears and the colors of the eyes. However, only Zhou Wen himself knows that this kind of busyness is sometimes more to resist the sudden and unsuspecting surging sadness.

"Zhou Wen, how do you do this physics problem?"

Cai Jie asked Zhou Wen with a blank look, and looking at Zhou Wen's rampant calculations, Cai Jie was almost frightened that her aunt came to visit the door in advance.

"Well, you have to analyze the force first, use the whole method to find the acceleration first, and then judge the critical acceleration of object A, and then discuss and analyze, by the way, you must pay attention to the ...... of object B."

As the sun sets, the dim yellow sunlight sweeps over the two dream-chasing boys and girls in the classroom.

With Zhou Wen's seriousness and hard work, but also his own wisdom and wisdom, he directly improved from the original grade of more than 30 to the top ten of the grade, and stabilized in the top ten of the grade.

"Zhou Wen! Zhou Wen! This final exam is the second in your grade! Monkey sharp Oh (Cantonese transliteration, very powerful meaning)! ”

Ouyang ran over from the teacher's office, his face full of surprise and admiration, and he almost immediately wanted to dig out the secret of success from Zhou Wen*, and then cherish this secret like a happy pig, and tie for second place with Zhou Wen another day.

However, Zhou Wen smiled indifferently and calmly, and then continued to pack his schoolbag and prepare to go home for the winter vacation.

When the school appears on vacation, it is as if there is a glimmer of light and darkness, and all the youth who have fallen into the dark swamp are completely crazy and rushing towards liberation.

"Zhou Wen, shall we go out for dinner together?"

On the podium, Ouyang, who had finished wiping the blackboard, was invited expectantly.

"Well, good!"

Zhou Wen was also neat, after all, it was the girl in front of him and her most fragrant and unforgettable jasmine fragrance that accompanied him every moment in his high school.

Every night when the night is like water, Zhou Wen always has the same dream, and the dream keeps appearing, but it is constantly blurred.

In my sight, you are lonely in the flickering light. Cai Jie, can't we even say a word?

The tears I shed when I miss you will turn into a grain of sand, and finally there will be the Sahara.

In the quiet hotel, Zhou Wen sat handsomely opposite Ouyang, Ouyang was wearing a beige umbrella skirt today, exuding a charming atmosphere in the midsummer just withering night.

"Xiaofu, you look quite attractive today!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Wen's mouth, and he ate a chicken leg in his mouth, and said vaguely.

"Really?"

Ouyang's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhou Wen affectionately with his cheeks, hoping to get more praise from Zhou Wen.

"Of course, just looking at me, I want to carry you back to have a baby!"

Zhou Wen picked up a piece of celery, glanced at Ouyang, who looked like a female Guan Yu on the other side, and then continued to eat happily.

"Zhou Wen'er! Come here! Grandma has a golden baby and a silver baby for you to see, come here? ”

Ouyang was tempted with a wicked smile on his face, and pretended to open the pink schoolbag and smiled mysteriously.

"Cut! Is gold edible? Can you drink silver? ”

Zhou Wen looked like he was ignoring it, and then Ouyang was tempted again, almost telling all the good things she had said all her life and lying for a lifetime.

"Come here!"

Ouyang finally couldn't help but explode, and took the case, as if Ouyang learned the ruffian atmosphere from Zhou Wen in the first semester of his freshman year of high school, and Zhou Wen learned dignified and elegant from Ouyang.

"What's wrong?"

Zhou Wen looked at Ouyang innocently, and then walked in front of Ouyang blankly, but as soon as he walked there, a heart-rending sound of killing pigs sounded from the restaurant.

Zhou Wen walked behind and rubbed his ears, and Ouyang walked in front with satisfaction.

And Cai Jie, who was standing not far away, happened to see this scene, and saw the girl who sent Zhou Wen at the station, perhaps, she was his girlfriend.

However, Cai Jie knows that she can't be Zhou Wen's person in this life.

The wind accompanied the moon, the cold night, and the white snow were just the fatigue left behind by the frivolity of youth.

We no longer chase, chase whom, rely on whom, just like the end of the earth today has become whom.

How many years have passed since I opened my eyes, blinked my eyes, and turned around.

A relationship, a remnant of the edge, entangled in countless thoughts.

Zhou Wen, I remember the shadow of you walking happily with her, the shadow of her holding your hand behind you when you are not paying attention, and even more remember the sweet smile in her eyes full of syrup.

Perhaps, I'm really jealous, I'm jealous!

In the dusk of Weiyang day, three people and three worlds, one world is full of lilies in the whole wilderness, one world is full of Yimi flowers of a tree, and the other world is full of lilacs that cover the sky.

Zhou Wen said goodbye to Cai Jie in the shade of the tree in the evening of Xiaoye Rong, made an appointment to go to the station together tomorrow, and then walked to the dormitory building in a somewhat happy mood. Before I got to the dormitory, I met Yang Nan, who was full of luggage.

"Hey, hey, you're going home now? Aren't you afraid of being raped and then killed by an old and decrepit old pockmark (Chongqing dialect, describing a middle-aged woman who looks really unspeakable, but still thinks that he is "the color of the country and the fragrance of the country") on the street in the middle of the night? ”

Zhou Wen said with a heartless laugh.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

Every time Yang Nan said "Wow", he pretended to be surprised and slapped his orchid finger, as if he was very convinced of Zhou Wen and then worried about his journey.

"How? Scared? Come on, my little baby, I'm going home with your father? Come, hug? ”

Zhou Wen smiled like a mother, expecting Yang Nan to change his mind and return to the bedroom, but who knows......

"Cut! Lao Tzu, my uncle, I can't find out. Have you forgotten my title? 'Comers do not refuse the brand, gentleman attributes, knight badges, handsome guys, trademarks, rich and handsome, Yang Dingtian, the M generation of Yangnan', yes! Hahaha! Boom! The white dragon horse, the hooves are facing west, carrying Xiaoyangnan and some things, going home in the west, bah blah! It's not easy to go home today, and easy is not a big achievement. What demons and monsters, what beautiful women paint skins, what swords, mountains, fires, seas, and traps, they can't stop my Yangnan fiery eyes and seventy-two changes ........."

Listening to Yang Nan humming a song, he left the dormitory with a relieved look, while Zhou Wen looked petrified.

Thinking that he would go home tomorrow, and then a month's winter vacation would follow, Zhou Wen was still very happy. Because he and Ouyang made an appointment to meet at the gate of the campus at seven o'clock tomorrow, Zhou Wen fell asleep early.

I don't know if I can find the iris that Junko is reborn in the green mountains and green waters, I don't know if I can wait for my beloved girl to realize the promise together under the fluttering flagpole, and I don't know if all the unknowns tomorrow can be solved at once.

The early morning sun slipped in through the cracks in the window screen, and the sound of white pigeons flapping their wings came from the pigeon loft on the top floor of the family area, and Brother Yu's complaint came from the next bedroom, "Fuck, don't let you let my grandfather and me sleep?" You don't go to Libya, Iraq, propaganda and peace, run your grandfather and I sleep where you come to make a ball! I'll poison you all another day! ”

Zhou Wen thought that Brother Yu had become a pigeon grandfather, and he had directly evolved from an aquatic animal to a metamorphosed amphibian to a flying one, which felt very funny.

Hurriedly finished washing up gently, packed up his things and said goodbye to a few snoring quilt supermen in the bedroom.

"Zhou Wen! Over here! Hi! ”

Before he walked out of the school gate, he saw Ouyang waving to him.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Zhou Wen sometimes wonders in his heart, you see, girls not only have to do all the things that boys have to do in the morning, but also comb their hair, dress themselves up beautifully, and wait, wait, why is it so early?

Sitting on the city bus of the Hengtong brand, the plastic seat always makes Zhou Wen feel refreshing and comfortable, looking at the city that has just woken up, looking at Ouyang who is sleeping quietly with his nose fluttering on his shoulder, Zhou Wen feels warm for the first time since Shunzi left.

The buses traveled through all corners of the city, carrying people of all shapes and shapes, and witnessing all kinds of things.

But with a sharp turn, Ouyang threw himself directly on Zhou Wen's chest, and Zhou Wen subconsciously hugged her tightly.

Ouyang listened to Zhou Wen's throbbing heartbeat, feeling the unique breath of a teenager and the love that awakened in his heart.

The black-clad teenager hugged the pink girl and felt a brief excitement during the long drive.

But Zhou Wen was not occupied by this jasmine-scented girl, because under his heart, there was a girl buried that he would never forget.

"Uh, Xiaofu, I'm sorry."

Zhou Wen blushed and said sincerely.

"Where, I have to thank you, otherwise what if I get a big bag out while I'm asleep?"

Ouyang held Zhou Wen's hand, and the little bird said according to the person.

However, Zhou Wen pulled out his hand embarrassedly, and sat down and looked out the window, looking like a big man sitting in a precarious position.

"Hey! What are you doing? Is that ridiculous? ”

Ouyang scoffed.

"It's okay, I'm just looking at the outside world, you see how big the outside world is......"

Zhou Wen looked at the receding street scene, thinking about the approaching Lotus Town, and his heart shimmered with a little light.

After sending Ouyang away at the station, Zhou Wen got on the bus home, he hoped to find that familiar face in the crowd, but how could he find a familiar face out of sight?

Cai Jie, the brief moment you gave me was so short-lived.

I remember the secrets we shared together, I remember the traces of our runs, I remember that we were happy and happy together.

The beauty of fireworks will always remain in my heart.

I still sing the most beautiful love songs across the river, just to remember you forever.