One is like summer, one is like autumn

We are like summer, one is like autumn, but we can always turn winter into spring.

--Inscription

In the summer, the sun shines during the day, the energy is unrestrained, the peace and quiet at night, and the sound of insects sing. Like her, moving like a rabbit, as quiet as a virgin.

Autumn, changing the rhythm of impermanence, the fall of the early autumn, the geese in the late autumn go to the cold. Like me, silent, less sentimental.

There is no liveliness in the empty living room, and the temperature of the heating can't warm the cold air. I held my phone on the sofa and changed the channel carelessly. The clock ticking on the wall reminded me of the time when I was sleeping. I missed the TV and didn't wait for the phone I was going to eat. They are always so busy, who will remember tomorrow is my birthday?

It was dark at night, very quiet and very cold. I fell asleep on the sofa unconsciously.

"Hey bells -" I was awakened by the strange noise in my arms. I was shocked, I picked up the receiver, and there was a familiar voice on the other end of the phone.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

I lifted my sleepy eyes and looked at the clock on the wall, 12 o'clock. My birthday is here. Familiar sounds, familiar music, familiar feelings, I can't return to God for a long time, and my eyes are dripping with crystal clear liquid.

"Why don't you talk? I have been fighting for you for the first birthday, but I have been fighting until 12 o'clock!" The heart is as thin as her, and when she feels a touch of sorrow, she can immediately change the subject. Suddenly a warm current emerged from the apex of the heart, slowly flowing through the body and passed to the fingertips. This is a friend, will regard your happiness as your own happiness.

"In the middle of the night, you are not sleepy!" I tried to hide the fact that I was crying with a hoarse throat.

"What's wrong? Cried? Is your parents not coming back?" Her voice suddenly became soft. "Don't be sad, don't you have me! How much do your parents love you? You know better than anyone else, busy. It’s also because I love you, right!” She suddenly became very delicate and soft. I suddenly felt that the hazy sky became cloudless, and the temperature of the room was raised by a kind of friendship called the warmth of spring.

"Thank you, I am not sad, I am only moved! Where to go to find such a close friend! Are you?" Friends, those who can bring you the warmest touch at the most appropriate time.

That night, we talked for a long time. Our friendship, our tacit understanding, our memories are heating up on that zero night, melting the iceberg between me and my family.

When the enthusiasm of summer meets the bleakness of autumn, it seems that it will always be the most seamless combination. In the late summer and late summer season, two girls with different personalities became the closest friends. Gradually, I found that I was so sentimental that I was a little more smiling in her Lang Lang laughter, and she was very gentle and delicate in my silence. We have given countless surprises and emotions to each other, and light up the long light of friendship for each other in the long night.

When you meet a person, life changes completely. It is not a plot that is not in love.

--postscript

Third day: water month