It is bright

The rainbow-like smile in my memory, I don’t know if it’s blooming in the fall, the rainbow in the summer, my friend, Xia Hong. --Inscription

Walk alone on the covered road, enjoy the fragrance of the air after the rain, quiet and peaceful. Picking up a long fallen leaf, looking at its faint stripes, thoughts returned to the night six years ago.

That year, I was 7 years old and she was 8 years old.

She always said that she loves summer most, and summer is a poetic season. When I was young, I didn't understand. How could she know so much? She would recite Tang poetry and would make a small poem that didn't make sense. Understand the problem, every night, we will walk together in a shady path, screaming at the shitless songs, playing with joy and laughter. The smile of her smile is far from my reach. Even if she is defective, at that time, she is the embodiment of the rainbow in my heart. The stars witness our friendship.

However, one day, the dream of the rainbow will be broken.

In the late autumn of 2008, I walked together on the small road full of joy. Now, the leaves are dyed golden yellow, and there is no smell. We hold hands and are intimate. I picked up a fallen leaf and said, "Xia Hong, someone said something about your ear today." Xia Hong still smiled as he did not care as usual: "It doesn't matter, I am used to it." Her Laughing in the soft sun, unusually gorgeous, but...

"What's wrong with you? What do you want to do?" She is still as intelligent as ever. Indeed, her congenital right ear is deaf, not only for her, but also for me. I was surrounded by arguments. The second layer, just remember, at that time, I really want to get rid of that kind of life, but, Xia Hong, what should I say?

I played with the fallen leaves in my hand and said absently: "I, let's separate for a while, um--not as good as a ten-year contract." Hey, the hand that was pulling tightly, hangs down, I slammed my head up. In her eyes, I saw sadness and disappointment. I know that this time, friendship is broken.

That afternoon, I don't know how to spend it, but I know that she must be crying that night. The best friend has sentenced her, she must be very sad, not to mention her so sad, but I don’t want to lie to her. She said that she hates lying, and that I am really tired, and every day will be discussed. It is my inferiority. ...... Three days later, she left, my mother told me that she moved to a far away place. Since then, I have never heard her again. Her rainbow smile started from that autumn and never appeared in my life. Among them.

A cold wind smashed, I shrank my neck, my thoughts drifted back, I looked at the side, and she appeared faintly, she smiled and looked at me, fleeting, I miss her, Xia Hong.

This truth has made me lose a friendship, a trust, a truth, I don’t know if it’s good or bad, it has made me lose so much. Should I tell lies? Looking up at the sky, looking for an answer, actually saw the rainbow, Xia Hong, are you forgiving me? Still... I took a sip of the air after the rain, and I strode forward.

Second day: Zheng Yuanbo