I have an appointment with twelve.

I have an appointment with twelve.

Sorry, I missed the appointment.

On a certain day of the month of 2019, the weather: sunny.

With the short sigh from the camera, “咔嚓” announced that our urchins have graduated from the national standard and are about to enter the middle school.

The weather is very good, so the earth is covered by the sun infinitely. The leaves curled into a group and bowed to the tree to rest on the sun. The dust moved slowly on the earth and prayed for the sun to bother it; the asphalt road was tired of sweat...the so-called "flowers of the motherland" Not afraid of the poisonous sunshine, I am discussing where to go tomorrow.

I sat in the shade at the age of twelve and watched the people who had studied, played, and grew up for six years, sighing slightly. At the age of twelve, I patted my shoulder and said, "Is it sighing? It’s not easy to '熬' after six years, why not?" I ignored him and continued to look at people. I looked at me at the age of twelve and smiled and said: "Is it worried that I can't see them?" I glanced at him, turned my head and ignored him... I felt someone taking my back and turning to the face of the buddy. in front of me:. "to you," buddies photos handed my hands! "your kid can not forget us, do not give us a call when and if you come back, I'll punch you," he was talking, fake The fist is waving like a fake. I looked at the photo __ our graduation photo and replied: "How come?" So the two laughed together.

Sitting in the car to Changsha, I solemnly put the graduation photo in the guest book, contempl... "There is Changsha in front." At the age of twelve, I took it out of my thoughts. I looked at the taller buildings that were getting closer and closer, feeling: "That is my youth!" Twelve-year-old smiled, speechless. For a long while, he said faintly: "Remember our agreement?" "Of course, I promised you to go home together and go back to my hometown to find them to play." I replied with a smile. "That's fine, this is good..." At the age of twelve, I stopped talking, but I kept looking at the __ something that was gradually gone.

......

On a certain day of the month of 2019, the weather: sleet turns into heavy snow.

"Dangdang." A yellow booklet fell from the top of the bookcase onto my desk and was suddenly drowned in the ocean of dust.

I blinked and looked at the gray that was not in harmony with the pure white outside the window. I listened to the absolute harmony between my room and the room. I didn’t feel angry at the table and said: "15 years old, You are naughty again!"

At the age of fifteen, I ignored me, carefully removed the traces of the years left in the booklet, opened and took out something from it, handed it to me, said faintly: "I am going to slap it myself." I turned down from the bed, took it, fixed my eyes. At first glance, I squatted and sat down on the spot, looking at this __ photo. I gently slid over my innocent smile with my fingers, looking up at the window of rain and snow. After a long time, "A few years?" At the age of fifteen, I sat next to me, still faintly said "Three years, he has been away for three years." We are both silent, silent, always silent...

At the age of fifteen, I took a letter out of my pocket and said, "He gave it to you." I held it in both hands, shuddered and opened the envelope, and saw a familiar and unfamiliar handwriting:

Dear partner,

Hello there:

I don't know when this letter will be delivered to you, but it doesn't matter at any time, because I can't receive your reply to me anymore. But you don't have to be sad, I just changed my identity and went to another place. Partner, I really am sorry for you, because I lost my appointment. I hope that you forgive me and forgive my mistakes. I also hope that you will treat the "years old" who are with you now. After all, he will leave sooner or later... I hope you have a good time.

Your friend: 12 years old

December 31, 2019

I carefully collected the letter, along with the guest book and photos. When I finished, I said to the fifteen years old: "I went downstairs to breathe." "whatever". At the age of fifteen, if nothing happened, but the tears have already dripped, "Don't forget to bring an umbrella." "Well," I replied, emptying my hand.

The duel between the rain and the snow has ended, the rain has been defeated, and the house has been smashed and sneaked back. I stood on the first floor and "appreciated" the large pieces of snow falling and accumulating. I walked to the square outside and turned around. The snow is constantly being stepped on by me, forming a large layer of snow, but I always feel empty, as if nothing is missing. A kitten looked at me on the first floor of the snow, and I learned to keep turning, turning, and turning -- of course, it was chasing its tail. I stopped and it stopped. We looked at it like this, looked at it, then the cat smiled, I cried.

A huge snowball flew around without a destination, discounted the branches, broke the leaves, and ran the cat... I was on the snow, and I couldn’t stop the tears. "I lost my appointment, I lost my appointment...what is your loss of appointment, it is me... I lost my appointment." Tears dripped with my body temperature on the snow that I had stepped on, and immediately lost my life and lost __ youth.

For a long time, I realized that the snow stopped, looked up, a white umbrella covered my eyes, and covered the sadness of the sky, but could not cover my despair. At the age of fifteen, I glanced at me, as if talking to myself: "Can't chase back the past, but still want to erase the future?" He paused "to agree on this kind of thing, how to escape the ruthlessness of the years." It is even bigger, as if it agrees with the fifteen years old.

......

The lost agreement, the lost youth. When recalling the past, not only is time lost, but also emotions ___ postscript.

Hunan Guangyi Middle School 1011 Cai Xiangyuan

March 2019

Third day: Cai Zhaoyuan