Xiaohan's red and falling swallows are heavy

He clenched his teeth and walked into the infirmary behind the teaching building. The corridor was brightly lit.He pushed open the door of the infirmary, and there was a 40-year-old female doctor sitting inside.

He said: "Hello!"

The doctor tilted his head and said with a smile, "Hi, what's the matter?"

Looking around again, he hesitated and said: "I..."

The doctor stood up and said, "Just speak up, it's okay."

Zhong walked closer, pressed his hands on the table, and said, "I can't use any strength in my legs. It's just like this after physical education class."

The doctor looked down, smiled slightly, and said: "It's okay, that's overload training, just rest for a few days. Have you ever done it before?"

He said again: "When I was in high school, there was one time, after physical education class, but it was not as serious as this time."

The doctor nodded and said: "That's fine, you can supplement some calcium at ordinary times, it may be due to calcium deficiency."

Zhong felt calmer, and said gratefully: "Thank you, then you can be busy!"

He walked out of the infirmary again, closed the door behind him, and left.Cautiously walked towards the dormitory building, just reached the turning, turned back again.Looking at the figures passing by, I thought to myself: Hold on for a while, and then go upstairs when there is no one else.

He went to the shade of a plane tree and sat down to wait.For a while, groups of girls walked by, chatting enthusiastically; for a while, a couple, holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, with two black heads next to each other, whispered.It seemed that every time people passed by, they didn't notice his existence.

The figure gradually disappeared, and through the leaves of the sycamore tree, the moonlight poured down and printed on Chong's body.He touched it lightly with his hand, but there was no trace of warmth.

There are still a few people waiting in line downstairs in the dormitory. The aunt in the dormitory management office cooks coriander instant noodles.The fragrant breath scattered leisurely, and the heavy stomach began to growl.

At this moment, several familiar figures appeared, Hai Daixing, Ren, Dong, De, Hua, and Xia.They walked past Zhong, but they didn't find Zhong hiding in the shadows. They talked in low voices while walking towards the gate.

Think again: They must have come to look for me, but I look like this, how can I call them over?

The moon turned around the treetops and rose into the sky. Although it was nearly ten o'clock, it was like daytime.Tried to struggle again and again, but to no avail.After all, it was the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it was a little bit colder.Chong is already cold all over, like a frozen statue, frozen from the skin to the heart.

After about ten minutes, several students came back.He also shouted in a hurry: "Chong, where did you go?"

Someone said: "Did he go to an Internet cafe?"

"Probably not, how could he stay out at night."

……

With a fever in his heart, he shouted in a trembling voice: "I am here..."

Everyone ran over, Hai bent down and said, "Why did you come here?"

Hua said: "We have searched all the places you have been to, why didn't you stop us just now?"

Xia said, "Let's go back!"

He said again: "I'm tired from jumping in physical education class today, my legs are sore and I can't use my strength."

Xia Hehua put his heavy hands on his shoulders, and at the same time exerted all his strength to lift him up.It feels light and light, as if it has transformed into a fairy.Such is the power of brotherhood, it can lift fallen heroes to soar.

Other students, some cleared the way in front, and some cut off behind.Xia Hehua yelled one, two, one, two as he went up every step, for fear of being seriously injured.There was a surge of heat in the center of gravity, and at first he still wore a cold mask in front of his brothers, but now he regrets his self-righteousness at that time.When they arrived at the dormitory, Hai had already re-covered the quilt, and De bent over to take off his shoes again.Ren poured hot water and brought it over, took it again and drank a couple of sips.At this time, Dong came in, carrying hot coriander instant noodles, and said, "Brother Chong, eat noodles, are you hungry?"

Looking at all this again, I feel the warmth and happiness of heaven.After eating the noodles, he lay down on the bed, unable to say thank you to everyone.Don't say thanks for your kindness, a friend in adversity sees the truth.

The next morning, the weight didn't get better, and I didn't know who to trouble to buy medicine.At this moment, Xia pushed the door open and came in and asked, "Brother Chong, is it better, let me buy you some medicine!"

Chongxi said: "I was just thinking about it, but you came here without thinking about it. The doctor said that I would be fine after two days of rest, and that I need to take more calcium supplements. Why don't you buy me a bottle of calcium tablets?"

Xia got up and went to buy it, but Zhong didn't have time to get the money.After nine o'clock, the dormitory building fell silent, and he wanted to go to the toilet again. He hugged the railing of the bed with both hands, got up with difficulty, supported the wall, and walked to the toilet step by step.He squatted down while leaning against the wall, and after seeing that there was no one in front of him, he returned while leaning on the wall.As soon as he arrived at the door, a piece of fruit peel was stepped on, his foot slipped, and he lay stiffly on the ground.Enduring the severe pain, he quickly stood up against the wall.He didn't want more people to know his plight.Seeing that there was no one around, suppressing his frantic heartbeat, he returned to the dormitory in a state of embarrassment.

Lying heavily on the bed, staring out the window, thinking wildly: Am I just useless like this?I can not be reconciled.Think about wandering in the maze of emotions on weekdays, for Ling, when she is hurt, send this and send that.But now no one cares about himself.What is emotion?It's just a beautiful lie.

Years have been wasted on weekdays, and now the days of distress are unsightly.How eager to live an ordinary good life.If there is a chance to do it all over again, I will not be swayed by love, and I will concentrate on my studies to realize my life dreams.People are sometimes strange, only when they lose can they know how to cherish.

But how can life not experience ups and downs, maybe this is a kind of tempering! "Therefore, when Heaven will send a great mission to human beings, they must first torment their minds and minds, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and chaotic their actions. Therefore, the heart and patience have been mobilized, which has benefited what they can't do."

Three days passed and everything passed.

Three days is Easter, reborn.

Hard practice, helpless ending.Falling down repeatedly, standing alone.On a cold autumn night, there are few people.Sit alone and wait for the dawn.The call of a friend, the flicker of lightning.The Great Wall, which was about to be destroyed, has found a fulcrum again.Inexplicably moved, condensed into a tear.

Careful help, gentle greetings, the warmth of home, the luck of life.

Times of distress, times of homesickness.Wandering wanderer, tormented sadness.Walked through the quagmire, decadent appearance.Fear, despair, shaken.

Fortunately, he regained his life, because he didn't want his story to end like this.

The courage to re-exist, the resistance of life instinct.People are mortals, and they cannot escape life, old age, sickness and death.Do your best to live a better life, and you will not be a human being in vain.

The final sprint, find yourself.The joy of standing up again, let the pain flow away with the darkness of the night!The road ahead must be infinitely bright.I don't know which angel was there to welcome me.Maybe it's still nothingness.Facing the sky by myself, I called out silently.

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone through the window lattice and shone on his face, warm and kind.

After regaining his physical fitness, he decided to go home and have a look. He had never been so urgent.He packed up and ran downstairs.Walking on the small road of the campus, the leaves of the sycamore trees are falling one after another, and they are circling and rising in the wind, as leisurely as a flying bird, which is the joy of returning to their roots.

The rustling of the leaves of the sycamore tree that is trampled on the ground is not the sex after being trampled on, but the sweetness of intimate contact.If it weren't for returning home like an arrow, Chongding would stay here, lying flat on the leaves, listening to the last song of life.

Steadily boarded the train home.He breathed a sigh of relief, picked a corner and sat down.How serene the air is, and how good life is.The train travels between the city and the fields, and the mind is exhilarated, like a swan out of a cage.

Re-entering the house, the familiar courtyard, the big black dog jumping up and down barking, what a warm welcome.My mother is sewing and mending on the sewing machine in the house.Chong was so excited that the corners of his eyes were moist, and he really wanted to throw himself into his mother's arms and cry loudly.But she was afraid that her mother would be worried, so she pulled herself together and shouted loudly: "Mom! I'm back." My mother stood up excitedly, put down the work in hand, went to Chong's side to take the bag, and said, "Why are you back?"

He said: "These two days of classes are not tight, so go home and have a look."

Mother said: "That's right, your father is driving, and we will go to the field to bring back the sorghum in a while."

He said again: "Okay." After finishing speaking, he went to change his clothes, and suddenly thought of the desolation of the past few days, and felt a little sad.

At this time, my father drove back, and Zhong hurried out of the house, shouting, "Dad, I'm back."

Dad smiled and said: "Hey, I was talking about you just now, and the helper really arrived all of a sudden."

Zhong suddenly felt how important he was in the hearts of his parents. Parents were his two mountains, and what they supported with their lives was one weight, because this was their future and hope.

A warm current surged in Zhong's heart, warming his whole body.The feet are light and fluttering like flying.This is the power of home, a paradise unmatched anywhere.

The family drove off.The autumn field is golden, corn, soybean, millet and sorghum are full of strange aroma, which is the simplicity and sweetness of the countryside.Take a deep breath and taste the breath of nature.

After more than ten minutes, I arrived at my own land. The moment my feet touched the land, I was shocked, how soft it was, it was indescribable.Crickets and grasshoppers jumped out of the grass and scattered in all directions. The fluffy grass swayed in the wind. The pond by the field was sparkling and clear, and the quiet little fish had a dark back clearly visible.

Everyone started to work, mother bundled the bundles, and heavy and father loaded them into the car.Originally, I still had some scruples, afraid that I would not be able to carry it.The father grabbed it with his hands, flipped his hands, and put it on his shoulders easily. It was the beautiful notes of the peasants dancing.Not to be outdone, he touched it with his hand, and it was very light. He threw it on his shoulder and followed closely behind.A family of three, cooperate tacitly.

The setting sun has hidden behind the tree unknowingly, leaving behind a red light.Reflecting the blue sky, a row of wild geese hooted low, crossing the sky, and the smoke from the kitchen curled up, an intoxicating smell.

At this time, my father coughed rapidly.When I looked back, my father had collapsed on the ground, his body curled up into a ball, panting heavily, and making weak moans.

Chong hurried forward and said, "Dad, what's the matter with you? Mom, come quickly, and see what's wrong with my dad?"

He lifted his father up again, and his father leaned on his shoulder.Strong smell of cigarettes, mixed with a faint smell of gasoline.What a familiar taste!In an instant, he returned to his childhood.At that time, I often fell on my father's back, smelling the kind smell, fearing no wind and rain, no fear of hardships and dangers.Today, a father leans on the weight, like a child leaning on an adult.Zhong feels more and more that his burden is heavy, and sooner or later he will take over his father's gun and continue to fight.

Mom came over and said: "It's okay, it's a stomach problem again. Don't worry."

Mother took the water bottle and handed it to Chong.He slightly raised his father's head and brought the water to his father's mouth.Father took a sip and whispered: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

The father struggled to get up, and said anxiously: "You should rest a little longer, I'm here!"

He immediately took off his coat and threw himself on the ground, letting his father lie on his side.Father leaned on his arm and closed his eyes slightly.With a relaxed expression, Zhong seemed to see himself as a child, sleeping quietly and soundly.

Back and forth quickly, the soft land overflowed with water, reflecting the stars, and the dew had already wet the clothes, making them damp.

The returning vehicles lined up on the side of the road, swimming like a long dragon.After re-moving the last few bundles, I let out a long sigh of relief.The cold wind passed by, and the sweat all over his body became cool.He planned to tie the sorghum bundles on the cart with a rope, but he couldn't throw the rope up.At this time, a thick and big hand stretched out, touching the heavy hand, he felt like touching a rough rock.I only heard my father say: "You take a rest, Dad will tie you up." Chongxi said: "Are you all right?"

Father said: "It's okay, it may be that the meatball soup I drank at noon was too oily, and my digestion was not good."

He took a few steps back and watched his father's skillful movements: first he tied a knot on one side of the car, and then he moved the rope with greater and greater range. With a sudden force, he drew a faint arc and flung it to the opposite side.

He said again: "I will try too."

Father said: "Be careful not to touch your face."

Chong learns everything very quickly, so his mother packed up and came over to fasten the buttons with Zhong.Mother hooked the rope to the car and pulled the other end.Let Zhong hold the tight end, and use his body weight to press down on the rope again and again.The mother cooperates and pulls out accordingly, so that it can be tied more tightly.

After getting ready, the three of them got into the car and chatted.Father drove to join the queue of swimming dragons.When I looked back, I didn't know where the long dragon's tail came from, and I didn't know where the long dragon's body stretched out.

Isn't this the heavy road to youth, with no starting point and no end in sight.