Reminiscence, those who spend the same year

How do you remember? Those who have been forgotten, the memories that cover the clouds...

I still remember that year. There are very blue and blue days, white clouds that break my heart, and an inexplicable song that is inserted into my ear. I kept circling and never stopped... At that time, I used to run on the wheat field, and the wind flew in my ear. That feeling is like rushing to the moon, and you can get closer and closer to the sky in a flash. When I am alone, I always think secretly; the world is so beautiful, there are so many beautiful fairy tales, I want to become the protagonist inside, and enjoy the happiness that adults say. But I am not beautiful at all, I am like a Cinderella. So what I am most looking forward to is waiting for the sunset to pull the flaming back of the long, because then I will always see the neighbors' big people go home. More importantly, they bring beautiful clothes that I have never seen before – it is studded with lace, a variety of bows, and rhinestones that flash in the sun. Then I can see the neighbor's sister in the sun, laughing at the corner of her face. At that time, I would never go over and secretly erase the crystal of my eyes. That person will come out and touch my head with her rough big hand. Tell me: "Do you know? You are the most beautiful and cute child in my heart. You just have to be happy every day, and you will become the most beautiful princess in the future." Then I will break into laughter. Because, I believe. That person will not lie to me, I think slowly, and when I grow up, I will wait for my beautiful fairy tale. As the person said, I will be the most beautiful princess. I really want to experience the feeling of happiness.

Hehe, huh, huh, thinking, thinking; I laughed. The man faintly glanced at me, but there was more loneliness that I didn't know. Then she took my hand and said softly, "Hey. I have finished the meal. Go eat, have your favorite egg and bonfire." Her curved eyebrows were a little more smiley. Oh, I want to come now. I feel ridiculous - remember, once she made a rare chicken. I haven’t eaten meat for the week. Natural mouth licking. I swallowed and swallowed at her. She caught a piece of meat in my bowl. Smiled and said: "Hey, you eat, I don't like chicken." My childish letter thought it was true, and immediately gobbled up, and a large plate of chicken was in my stomach. I was full of food and drink, and I was called by my friends. I went to hide and seek together. Waiting for the night, I was so sweaty that I just wanted to go to the kitchen to drink water, and suddenly I heard a burst of noise. Is there a mouse at home? This can't be done, it will destroy the things at home. I am anxious, and I walked to the kitchen with my hands and feet. I saw a black shadow in the kitchen, and there seemed to be something in my mouth. ... Is it a thief? I hurriedly turned on the lights, who thought? I saw that person was there. Looking at the bones of the chicken I had eaten, she saw me, quickly wiped the oil stains on her mouth with her sleeves, looked at me and said, ''Hey, I see you meat is not clean, it’s a pity, just ... I don't know how, I feel that there is a kind of sour taste in my heart, I don't know when I have teardrops on my eyelashes. I think it should be windy and the sand is in the eyes. I turned into the bedroom. Oh, it’s really ridiculous. She is clear about my preferences, what about me? I don't know anything about her! I am against her, actually! do not know anything! "Hey, what do you want, fast forward to eat?" she cried. Oh, I am more excited. I quickly rushed to the table and she always sat at the table. Looking at the windy and raging food on the table, she would look at me sweetly. I think; this is one of her most fulfilling things! But I don't know, every time she looks into my eyes, she still has some deep. There are still hardships that are not known. I have understood it until now. She is too tired and too tired for me to live...

At that time, Dad was the manager of the company and was busy with work. And mom, it is a nurse in the hospital. An advanced model every year. They dedicated all their time to work, and I was naturally left out. Therefore, it is common practice to engage in mischief, whole person, and bully classmates. I used to think about it; I was like a weed, and no one cares about me, only giving me enough material life. I always fantasize about my spiritual aspects; my thoughts are like a tree. It has taken roots, slowly grows new branches, and breeds greener buds. It has been long... It has been long... until it broke through the blue sky and flew to the universe... At that time, she came. She glared at my shoulder and said to my father and mother: "Give her to me, you have no time, I will bring her. Don't ruin such a good child." They reluctantly agreed. Promise to give me living expenses every month, she resolutely said: "You gave birth to her, you must be good to her, you see, now this child. You do not have to control. I can afford her." That moment, I Really feel that my world is dark and endless. But also because of her arrival. At that moment, a ray of sunshine came in and it brightened everything I had.

Then she took me to her place. It is a small town, but it is very peaceful and beautiful. The people there are very kind. People like the city like to be intriguing, and you fight for it. I stayed there for a long time... She started teaching me every day, not telling me how to be a good boy, but telling me that I am mischievous and bullying others. If other people are doing this to me, what will happen to me? How should I learn to find happiness? After a long time, I learned a lot there. Even when I saw me before, I hid people. I started to stack planes with me. I even hated my big sister. I also began to praise me for being sensible and intelligent. That person really changed a lot of me. I have learned to tolerate, restrain, be kind, heart to heart, integrity, hard work, hard work...

This kind of day is like a rush of water, and I have been there for six years. If it weren't for that, I would forget that I am a city person, not a town. Because - I have long been accustomed to the life of a small town, and the freedom, the most important thing is that person. ... My father and mother are here, I am 12, I am going to the country. Can no longer stay in the town, they told the man with impatience: "I have no future here, there will be no good development." The man was abnormally silent. For a long time, she said: "You take her away. I should not leave her selfishly, she is an eagle who is about to fly." And I made a promise in my heart; that person, you wait for me to come back. I will give you one of the best of me, so that you are proud to have me, today is here. I made this oath.

The flow of years is like water.

Three years later. In the best s middle school in a city, there is a myth in that middle school. There is a near-perfect girl who can test the scores of each subject to nearly perfect scores. As long as there is a competition, she will participate, the first place is none other than her. Many people are very surprised. How can there be such a fabulous miracle when I stayed in an unknown town for 6 years? Everyone is curious, secretly inquiring, but nothing can be done. Even the teacher is very surprised how there are such girls who are so close to God? She lives like a mystery in the hearts of students and teachers. That person is me.

Another few months. Unfortunate things will come. But I didn't think of it, but it was accidental when I was at a loss, and I also missed my long-cherished thoughts... I am on the way to the town, the sweat on my forehead replaced my anxiety at this time. mood. When I was in the piano competition, my mother made a phone call, just like a blue sky. She said: "The man is going to die, the doctor said that there is still an hour at most." She said that she wanted to see me. I almost screamed at the driver: "Hurry up, hurry up, I am in a hurry, life is a matter of life." After the words, the car flew like a rocket and rolled up a thick dust. ...the car just stopped. I hurriedly jumped out of the car and rushed to the place where I was familiar with, the same bridge, the same door, and the difference - people. It’s not that we were in the past, and the years have brought us our years and memories in silence. Even the once incomparable thoughts gradually faded. I faintly saw her through the window. I rushed up. Shouting: "I am coming back, I am glory for you. You have not raised me in white. I am now the myth of our school. I have earned a lot of scholarships to pick you up and enjoy the blessing." But that person did not Open your eyes, there is a fear that spreads from my heart to the whole body. I don't believe it, I really don't believe it. She can't die. She didn't see me. How can you die? She has to wait for me to come back. why? why? An uncle said to me: "Little girl. Your grandmother is dead. You are late. She just swallowed. You are here."... Then, I heard that many people came to comfort me and said what I said. I don't know, at that moment, my world was only me and my grandmother, and my brain was all blank. I squatted into the corner, holding my head and biting my arm. "Grandma, why are you cheating on me? You promised me. Over the years, what I have suffered, I have endured it. I promised you before, we have to be together forever. You promised to spend the rest of my life. How can you live? The responsibility is gone? Three years, I am seeing you again. Give you a good one. Let you be the proudest grandmother in the world, why? You have not had time to be proud. Go to another world. ??......"

A week later. Gao Ting's grave. Proudly set in the daisy, the bright sunshine sprinkled on the petals of the daisy that have not yet been completely opened. The little dewdrops seem to be the tears of the stars, bright and dazzling but very sad. A young girl was there, and the heart of her heart flew out; Grandma, I promised you that I did it. Although you and I are not in a world, I know that you must look at me in the sky. I will do excellent and let you have one of the best granddaughters. I will take your expectations every day to complete my ideals and give you the best of me. Let you be proud of the whole world and even the whole universe: "My granddaughter is the best!"

At this time, a group of white pigeons fell to a grave along the famous and beautiful arc. It was illuminated by the setting sun - a photo of an old man... The old man was very warm and warm, and even the sun reflected and closed his eyes. I dare not face it, that swears...

The second day: Ding Xinyu