On the morning of January 2, 1989, Zhao Hui came to the school and started the new year's study. Between classes, Zhao Hui came to the school's communication room, but still did not receive that special postcard.

At noon, Zhao Hui went to school and put the bicycle down, and saw Li Weiguo coming. She thought: Why didn't we meet on the road? Zhao Hui put the bicycle and looked at Li Huiguo, he was also looking at Zhao Hui when he put the car not far away, he lowered his head and locked the car, at this time Jiang Yan was waiting for Zhao Hui next to the carport, Li Huiguo, Zhao Hui, and Jiang Yan walked into the school gate together.

Jiang Yan brought a letter from the communication room to Zhao Hui, and Zhao Hui saw that the address on the envelope was sent by Li Yanmei. Zhao Hui thought: Li Yanmei, your friendship with me is incomparable, you are too good to me, I want not to disappoint you. However, my mother has already come to Yinchuan, and I can't go back, so who can predict what the future will look like?

Two days later, in the morning, Zhao Hui and Li Weiguo met. Zhao Huixiang was conscious, she saw that it was still early, so the speed of riding slowed down. When she arrived at the street where the stall was set up, there was no one in the morning, and Zhao Hui whispered the theme song of "One Cut Plum", but her throat hurt so much that she coughed twice. After turning into the main street of the market, Zhao Hui felt that there was a person behind her, she was not riding fast, that person did not overtake him, Zhao Hui realized that it was Li Xuanguo. She turned her head to see that it was him. Zhao Hui didn't know whether to go away or wait for him, but reason slowed her down.

When he came out of the market, Li Huiguo followed, Zhao Hui glanced at him, and called softly: "Li Huiguo", he didn't seem to hear it, Zhao Hui immediately shouted again, he looked at Zhao Hui, and slowed down.

Zhao Hui asked with concern: "Did you review well?" ”

Li Weiguo replied with a smile: "Not good, what about you? ”

Zhao Hui said vaguely: "That's it!" ”

A few classmates in front of me were walking, and they slowed down and passed.

Li Weiguo said unhurriedly: "I haven't memorized politics yet!" ”

Zhao Hui reminded him: "The political exam the day after tomorrow, it's still too late to memorize it now." ”

At this time, it was already time to go to school, Li Weiguo passed, Zhao Hui got out of the car and put the bicycle in front of the National Building. Zhao Hui saw that Li Yiguo was locking the car, she stood for a few seconds, and when she saw that he didn't come, she left.

Zhao Hui walked very slowly, he heard the hurried footsteps of a person behind him, but he didn't catch up when he arrived at the playground.

When she went downstairs, Zhao Hui felt that Li Jiaguo was coming up, she pushed the door open, did not let go, and waited for Li Jiaguo to open the door, Li Jiaguo hurriedly pushed the door and said, "Okay!" ”

Zhao Hui let out an "oh".

In the corridor, they didn't speak, Zhao Hui just went up the stairs step by step, and when they arrived upstairs, Zhao Hui smiled and said, "Goodbye!" Li Yiguo also smiled and said: "Goodbye!" They went their separate ways to their classrooms.

Entering the classroom, Zhao Hui was still reminiscing about the scene of meeting Li Yingguo, but she soon turned her back on politics......

Zhao Hui returned home from school, the power went out at night, and her mother went to rest. Zhao Hui sat in her room and asked the second brother sitting in the living room: "Second brother, what kind of friends do you like to make?" The second brother said: "The friends I have made are all people who look up to me, and I will never make friends with people who look down on me." Zhao Hui was stunned when she heard this, and said, "Why didn't I think that others would look down on me?" I always look up to others, but I didn't think that others would look down on me. One guy said let me treat him like a good friend. The second brother guessed: "The surname Li?" Zhao Hui said "um". The second brother said seriously: "Because he said that he was just afraid of hurting your self-esteem, and you couldn't arouse his interest at all." If I say that, I dislike this man, but I also regard him as a good friend, for fear of hurting his self-esteem. ”

Zhao Hui stopped talking, thinking to herself: Is it true? I am indeed bad in any aspect, Li Yiguo must have no sexual interest in me when he replied to me in such a letter, so he must have never loved me. Yes! Li Chuguo, I want to forget you, but I know that the more I want to forget, the more people I think of from time to time. I can't forget you, but you don't love me, I must study hard and regain my original self-confidence.

On the morning of January 5, the school conducted a language test. After the exam, when school was over, Zhao Hui didn't wait for Na Yanhua, she left first. Zhao Hui rode fast alone, and when she reached the traffic light, she slowed down. Before the green light turned on, she turned the intersection, at this time, she saw Li Weiguo in front, he was not riding fast, Zhao Hui didn't dare to chase him, but after turning the corner, she caught up and shouted: "Li Weiguo!" Li Yiguo opened his mouth and asked: "Did you do well in the Chinese test?" Zhao Hui thought for a while and said, "It's not good!" Did you do well in the exam? Li Weiguo replied solemnly: "It's not good, I don't know how to write several ancient texts." Zhao Hui smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know how to write ancient texts, and several of them are guessed." Li Yiguo asked curiously: "Isn't your language very good?" Zhao Hui replied seriously: "The ancient text is not good. Li said: "There are a lot of multiple-choice questions in this language test. Zhao Hui said approvingly: "Well! The multiple-choice questions are all proficiency questions. Li Weiguo said with certainty: "Yes." ”

Turning the corner, they didn't say anything more. Zhao Hui didn't see a few female classmates in junior high school in front of him, but he slowed down, Zhao Hui didn't ride over, Li Weiguo said hello to them, Zhao Hui suddenly felt disheartened, she thought: He greeted people so casually, but he didn't greet me yesterday, or I greeted him first. Before! Sometimes, he walks past me and ignores me, doesn't he recognize me? It may be so, it is tightly covered in winter, and perhaps it is often unrecognizable when you meet it on the road.

One day in mid-January, Zhao Hui was learning to knit sweaters at home, and she thought to herself: I'm going to school tomorrow, ah! What awaits me? I'm afraid, I'm afraid to face up to reality, I'm becoming more and more withdrawn, willful, lazy, why is that? My brain is so dull, and I can't forget the person who didn't love me. I felt a sudden feeling of his love, which means that he has not loved me. Hey—tomorrow it's time to know the test scores. What should I do? Suicide? I don't dare, I want to try to revise and keep up with it during the winter break. I often think about death, but when I am in real danger, I really cherish my life. I have ideals, but maybe I am shattered from the bottom of my heart! First, my current studies are really not good, as if I am always kneeling and looking at others. Second, my father repeated his words again and again: In the future, I will go to college at my own expense, and I will pay less than 1,000 yuan a year, how can you go to college with my salary? Although my father said this, I wanted to ask myself: what is the ideal, and the ideal is a realistic and possible goal to strive for in life. My father said that earning money is ideal. But the ideal is a dream in my heart, an ethereal, distant, and forgotten dream, and I'm not dreaming this dream now, my reality is lonely, willful, lazy, in addition to these, I also pour all my love into a person who has never loved me, how can I get it like this, put aside my selfishness! Don't waste the good time, work hard to open up, work hard to forge ahead, catch up! But, I'm afraid, I'm afraid of what tomorrow will bring, oh my! Don't put me last.

The next day, Zhao Hui went to school to get a report card, Chinese, foreign language, and politics were all okay, and she scored more than 50 points in mathematics, physics, and chemistry. Zhao Hui's heart was devastated, and after returning home, she wrote a poem "Untitled":

I always want to see you,

While the snowflakes were falling.

Friend

Your smile is on your face,

My heart seemed to stir up beautiful waves.

When my heart is open,

Your true feelings are expressed in silent care.

The cold of the north invades my heart,

It's like the cold snap in Siberia.

The results of the exam hit my soul dream,

The ideal is shining with a faint hazy light.

The beauty of opportunity

It is as if the earth exudes the breath of spring

Diving deep into my heart

During the winter vacation, Zhao Hui flipped through her diary and understood the benefits of keeping a diary, which can make a person see himself clearly. Zhao Hui thought of Teacher Wang in Beijing, and she felt that she had failed Teacher Wang's expectations, but she was determined to study hard, review well, and definitely catch up.

That day, He Fangbo came to Zhao Hui to play, he brought three tapes of Qi Qin, the songs were very good, and Zhao Hui ripped them all. He Fangbo said that he attended a high school in a county, and that he was doing well there.

In the evening, Zhao Hui watched a TV movie, which gave her a great shock. The sassy and heroic appearance of an old reporter appeared on the desert, what does the golden desert have? In the early 60s, 90 college students who graduated from the Beijing ** College came to Yinchuan in the distance to carry out the construction of the motherland. Zhao Hui thought: In this way, compared with those old-timers, I feel that I am too small. I came against my will, and pessimism and disappointment often gripped me. I'm too vain and want to be a celebrity, that's unrealistic. My father is different, he is very realistic, he has paid a full 30 years of hardship in Ningxia, the Qingtongxia Hydropower Station has his traces, and the main force of the newly completed Xihai Water Conservancy Project is the workers of my father's unit. Yes! Dad, I understand, I understand why you moved your family to Yinchuan City, Ningxia, why you are so tired of Ningxia, why you love this Phoenix City-Yinchuan, because it is your second hometown, and you spent the best golden time of your life here...... My dream was to be a journalist and I wanted to be a writer, but that was for the future. From tomorrow morning, I will study hard and work hard.