Chapter Ninety-Eight: Youth Part I (Today, I suddenly realized youth, and it has nothing to do with the plot)

[The years are like water, I look down to look for what I lost, it turns out that I have lost myself. 】

I thought I was just old, but I didn't think I was useless.

Youth is like a charlatan killer who kills my flying heart.

Mr. Qin is a fat man who is extremely unassertive, and always listens to Mrs. Yin's infinitely innovative whole method next door. It's a pity that within two days of implementation, the rules of this ancestral system were broken. Mr. Qin ignored an important factor, Mrs. Yin next door is a science men's group, and we are liberal arts girls, crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself, no matter how many martial arts you have, you can't act arbitrarily.

Mr. Qin has another great advantage, he is extremely forgetful. Today I say that I am very democratic, and tomorrow when I move out of boundless order, I will say that you must obey unconditionally.

Get rid of a pre-revolutionary landlord.

Since he issued a new decree that no charging is allowed in the classroom, we have started a guerrilla war with him, but I am afraid that Uncle Long March can only be impressed when he sees it.

When a lot of heads of all sizes were staked into the sea of questions, I could only count the time I had left like a young man who was still alive, which I thought was a kind of jerk, but I would be happy to be a jerk like this. The years of hastily finishing things are like water, and I look down to find what I lost, and it turns out that I have lost myself.

1. [I began to think that the classroom was the grave of youth, burying the childhood, and mourning the high school years. 】

Maybe it's schadenfreude, in the midst of a busy schedule, they all ran to the playground to see the faces of the group of little children blooming like sunflowers to the sun, and the years of military training were like being forced to go to the battlefield.

The weather turned cool quickly, the first year of high school was cool in the rain, the green aspen swayed, I wrapped my clothes tightly, and peeked at the book of Qi Jin in class, which has nothing to do with love, but like love, and can impact the soul every time.

Mr. Qin is as erratic as a ghost, Qin Ziyou is a few years away from me, Mr. Qin is always used to looking at the desk at the end of the world, I don't know if he is in Dese, his eyesight is excellent. It's just that I know that before Mr. Qin comes, I have to move out of a study posture in case he looks through the autumn water.

Qin Ziyou invented a 360-degree mobile phone without dead ends, no matter what angle Mr. Qin stands at, with his height of only 1.65, it is absolutely difficult to see her playing with Tetris in the mobile phone in the most comfortable way. I continued to turn through "The Quilt is the Grave of Youth" page by page, and I was a little sleepy, I began to think that the classroom was the grave of youth, burying the childhood, and mourning the green years of high school.

The lullaby shook for a while and suddenly stopped, and Xiao Tang on the podium suddenly shouted bravely: "Quitters never winand winners never quit." ”

In fact, we are all giveaways, giving all the good times to the university, saying "Good Good study, day day up." But few people can do it without distractions, let alone resentment.

"What a damn youth. ”

I rubbed my temples, and suddenly felt that the lights were dim, and my figure was reflected in the mirror, she was hustle, unwilling, lonely, and lonely.

2. [He doesn't know how much I'm afraid he'll be a guest of my youth.] 】

There are right and wrong questions in the stacked papers, which distinguish between right and wrong, but they cannot be used to test whether I still have to sink into the endless mind of right and wrong. The cafeteria was full of new life and crowded, and we spent too much time in long queues, and we turned our heads around, and the milk bread became three meals.

The dormitory was as silent as a grave, with occasional corpses, and then silence.

When it comes to dreams, all of them are full of vicissitudes.

Some people say that there is no dream, and some have not yet figured out a direction, and someone next door to the clinic said: "Fuck the dream, go to the fucking college, the old lady is about to be depressed." ”

She screamed out so many people's hearts, and even so, I heard her crying.

Knowing that someone asked me, I didn't look over, didn't say anything, and silently changed my signature.

- Youth, you abandoned me, you made me cry.

I have a dream, Qin Ziyou once said that she wanted to go to Wuhan and try the feeling of a human meat steamer, I laughed at her, and she turned to me and asked, "Lin Xi, where is your university?"

I said that I was still on the way to Zhejiang, and I didn't know if I would have a miscarriage halfway.

She also laughed and said, Niu, in the future, I will be the director, you will be the director, let's sing the praises of our youth together, it will be called "My Third and Fourth Junior High School".

What the third year of junior high school looked like, I can't remember it clearly, and I can't forget it all (at that time, the old class was old-fashioned and swept away the infinite love of the entire junior high school), I have never been able to forget,

The phone vibrated and a message came from Luoyang.

- If you cry too much, it won't look good.

I was a little stunned, he was still like this, paying attention to my every move.

- If it's not good-looking, it's not good-looking, and it's a big deal not to marry for the rest of your life.

This is what I said in my heart, if you don't bring it in life, you don't take it with you in death, and after you die, you will be cremated and scattered into the sea, and there will be no more such restraints.

In the next life, I will be a star in the sky that will never fall, and look at a few families in the world who are happy and a few are sad.

For a long time, I thought that he had given up communicating with me, and when I was about to take a nap, he came back with a message, just four words, but I can remember it for a lifetime.

- I miss you.

I suddenly felt that I was particularly hypocritical, and replied with an eternal answer, like a perfunctory god of all things.

- You can find a better girl.

Luoyang has his own self-esteem, and I know he will not be able to do it.

- It's cold, don't catch a cold.

He didn't know that my voice was hoarse.

He didn't know how scared I was that he would be a guest of my youth.

- Well, good afternoon.

- Good afternoon.

3. [The little love in this era is extremely precious, it is not allowed to be perfunctory and noble, the game is not allowed, and if you can't hold on, you can only let go. 】

At the end of the exam, the damned materialization and rebirth were thrown away by us, like a ritual, goodbye to the sect that could make us not be able to ask for death before.

Kotoko friends asked me to go to KTV together, and the heart-rending song hit the eardrums, and the afternoon passed quickly, and there were remnants in the eardrums

The lyrics of "The Beautiful Scenery of a Good Day", when "To Youth" was staged, we could only gasp for a while to see if the number of people who submitted the quota was enough.

Evening self-study is a bit noisy, Mr. Qin has not been able to come to class several times due to layoffs, Mr. Qin's layoffs are the school wants to reduce the number of our so-called key classes, I always think he is not willing to us, so Luoyang said that I am a Sensitive girl (sensitive girl).

For Mr. Qin, my character is obviously snubbing his enthusiasm, after all, we are tickets, one less stack, anyone is reluctant to do 10,000.

What β, γ, what "Tengwang Pavilion Preface", "Chen Qing Table", what why, where, when.

The countdown of the blackboard is no longer "XX days before the college entrance examination", and the two huge words "holiday" stand in front of me, until the bell rings, I find that the textbook has not moved.

Time slipped away from my fingertips, and the boy I had hoped to see no longer appeared in front of me, perhaps to the window near another girl.

He never knew that the little love he had in this era was extremely precious, and he was not allowed to be perfunctory and arrogant, he couldn't play games, and if he couldn't stick to it, he could only let go.

I secretly called him and hung up immediately after three seconds, Dear, you know how much I want you to call me back, ask me if I miss you, just one phone call, I can let go of my cowardice and accept your arms.

It's a pity that my mobile phone was forced to shut down all day, and he also called in the future.

Day by day, until winter approached, I could no longer find him.

The numbers in the mobile phone were deleted by me one by one, as if my heart was empty, I couldn't tolerate Luoyang, and I couldn't accept him.

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