Memory in the rain

The wind is mad. The rain fluttered.

Our brain is like a four-dimensional space. The more you see, the more you remember.

The door to memory opens in the dust. A question is repeated in my mind. "Why, I didn't do anything wrong. Why do you want to treat me like this?" A sound of nature was introduced into my eardrum. I screamed in the sky. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't fall into such a situation." The sky hit a huge thunder, and the sky was dark.

"It's not my fault, I didn't tell the secret between us." The rain fell instantly, as if the thunder was a warning. "How ridiculous everything is, fate has arranged you by my side, giving you the pleasure of having friends for the first time, but let me taste the first betrayal, let my destiny be darker under your betrayal, all this. Not all of you arranged, you are God, and I am only the beginning of friends in your life, but also the beginning of the beginning." Rain ruthlessly hit two faces that were wet with tears, little by little Take the warmth of them. "Xin, you listen to me. My happiness was originally given by you. You are the benefactor of my destiny. You are my first friend and the most memorable nostalgia after my life. What you said is all they talk about." Remember, you pulled my hand for the first time and said to me: We are friends all the time, and we are all in a hurry. I cried because I know that the goddess of fate has assigned you the best of you, also because of you, me. The leukemia will not worsen, it is also you, let me get the best transplant surgery. I will never betray you, please believe it?" I turned to face her, face hook With a terrible smile, put your hand into the pocket and take out a beautiful exercise book to open a paper full of words. Gently say, "This is your word, how can you see the evidence and dare not speak? My best friend, how good the surface is, how do you say your first good friend?"

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, the thunder in the sky is terrible, the wind is ruthlessly scraped, and the rain is flying freely.

She sat on the icy concrete floor in an instant, letting the unrequited cement bit by bit and taking away a little bit of warmth on her body: "Xin, believe me, that is not what I wrote, believe me, okay?" The paper was wet with rain. I threw the exercise book on the ground, turned and left.

Suddenly, a scorpio-like voice was introduced into my thin eardrum. I covered my ears and ruthlessly said: "Your voice was originally given to me. Now I will give it to you. We will not be related to each other in the future." Suddenly stopped, only the sound of rain hitting the concrete floor.

The next day, I received a letter from her and a music box. The music box was the voice of the rain yesterday. The letter reads: Xin, no matter how you believe, I will not betray you, I went to the United States, let us think about each other, calm down, maybe we will meet again. The music box is our favorite song, I hope you will not forget, maybe I will come back after many years, I hope that you have forgiven me at that time. Flower season

I don't know when, my face is full of tears, and a ringing bell pulls me back from my memory, and the memory door is closed again. I gently wiped my tears and slowly opened the door. A face that I had not seen in five years was in my eyes. The tears collapsed instantly. I held my face for five years and said excitedly: "Five years, I have never forgotten you, I know that you are embarrassed, don't leave me anymore, okay? In the flower season, we are the best friends for the rest of our lives." "Xin, I promise you"

I don't know what the music box is on, or the sound of the sound of the sky. The fragrance of her body is introduced into my nose, as if I had returned to the time when we had the best time.

The first day of Xixi Middle School, Tunxi County, Zhanjiang, Guangdong Province: Cheng Yuxin