Xiaohan's red and falling swallows are heavy

Maybe we are young and frivolous, maybe we are naive and ridiculous, but we are young and full of fantasy, so no matter what, we get wonderful.

The autumn wind sent away the geese, the autumn leaves bid farewell to the old branches, and the autumn rain turned into white snow. In contemplation, it was already early winter.

Looking at the ice flowers on the window lattice, it is a white crystal world. When I was a child, I dragged my face and thought wildly.At that time, the soul had wings and could fly freely.Now, a bewildered heart yearns for love, dreams, and the future.Worry, extravagance, confusion, and entanglement all cast dark shadows in the sun.Standing up, trekking, shouting, and charging, all shone brightly in the dark night.

Destroyed, born again, born again, destroyed again.Reinventing itself again and again, like a phoenix, must burn itself.Every fall is not mixed with tears and blood, and every stand is not mixed with smiles and hopes.From weak to strong is a difficult process of self-remodeling.

Push open the door, stand on the balcony, bathe in the cold wind, touch the cold, and then you will know your own warmth and existence.The bare weeping willows are dancing wildly with paper strips, but the dry trunks have been standing upright.The tiny flying bird moves up and down, but its slanted wings are still waving.Under the chill of winter, there is a surge of enthusiasm.

Wrapped up in the down jacket again, walked out of the dormitory building, looking at the smooth and gray concrete floor, with faint scratches left by the wind, I couldn't help shivering.

I haven't been to the library to read for a while, and I have been busy reviewing for a few days, so I might as well relax.In this cold weather, there were few people on campus. He also took the opportunity to think about the details of this semester and draw a blueprint for graduation next year.Sort out your love and color it for future happiness.

Pushing open the door of the library, the doorknob was like a piece of ice, and the cold wind squeezed into the door first.Following the cold wind flowing into the library, he went to the reading room first today to see the ups and downs of the entertainment industry.

From the entrance door to the door of the reading room, there is only flowing cold and no human habitation.Desolate and miserable, it makes people feel timid.Wrapped in air-conditioning, it may calm people down.

Pushing open the door of the reading room, the librarian huddled there, unexpectedly not paying attention to Zhong's arrival.

Re-walked to the table, scratched the table lightly with the tip of his index finger, took a closer look, it was covered with dust, took out a facial tissue from his bag, wiped the table and chairs, turned around and fetched a copy of "Entertainment Weekly", sat down and read it.At this time, the sun had already risen, and the sunlight shone through the window and sprinkled on the tabletop. The smooth tabletop reflected light, which was a bit dazzling.

Covered by the warm sun in winter, he leaned on the table with his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the warm touch of the sun.In a trance, there are green grass in front of my eyes, a hundred flowers are blooming, and orioles are singing on the branches.

Suddenly, there was a series of footsteps, followed by the sound of pushing the door.After entering the reading room, they walked straight towards Zhong, followed by the sound of moving chairs and wiping tables.Chong was very suspicious, but he didn't open his eyes to see.The few people who came in sat across from him, very close, and carefully analyzed the fragrances on their bodies, including the mellowness of camellia, the fragrance of jasmine, and the sweetness of golden vines.This is such a familiar smell, camellia is like a flower, jasmine is the smell of cold dawn, and golden vine is the smell of Xinran.Reconfirmed that this is an illusion, how could they appear here in such weather?Even if they will appear, it is impossible for three people to appear at the same time?

Zhong continued to be fascinated by the three aromas, and there were figures of three people floating in his mind. The pink skirt and the swaying ponytail were the cold dawn; the white sportswear and the loose long hair were like flowers; the purple long hair Skirt, shoulder-length short hair, that's Xinran.On the green grass, the three of them danced around themselves, laughed heartily, and sang heartily.Zhong smiled gratifiedly, the corners of his eyes were moist.This is not earth, this is heaven.What a warm four-person world.

After thinking about it again, he laughed out loud, but he was too sweet to wake up.Go on, go on, go on forever.Even if it is a dream, I am willing to stay in it, because it is the destination of the soul and the paradise of love.

Suddenly, I heard the girl's laughter again, I don't know if it was a dream or reality.Listening carefully, he seemed to be pleased to say: "Look, this kid is having a good dream!"

Han Xiao said: "Let him do it again!"

Ruhua said: "I'm afraid if we meet again, we will enter the bridal chamber with my wife."

Chong Mingming heard the words of the three of them, but was afraid that they would disappear as soon as he opened his eyes.He tried to open his eyes a small slit, and clearly saw six slender hands lined up in sequence.The two hands in the south are slightly smaller and red, holding a writing brush in their hands.The two hands in the middle are slightly larger, white and tender, holding an ink stick.The two hands facing the north, with purple-painted nails, are dragging a stone inkstone.

Chong opened his eyes happily, and actually saw the smiling faces of Han Xiao, Ru Hua, and Xin Ran. They smiled and looked at Chong, and said in unison: "Little girl, I wish you, Professor, every year you have today, and every year you have today!" .Happiness is like the East China Sea, and longevity is like the South Mountain.”

Smiling so hard that his face climbed into a red cloud, he said in surprise, "How could it be you? It's not a dream!"

Xinran leaned over, pinched Chong's ear, turned it 180 degrees, and said, "See if you're dreaming?"

Chong heiyou cried bitterly: "It's true, it's true, if you say you can't do it, how can you pay back?"

Before the words were finished, Ruhua and Han Xiao stretched out their hands, squeezed their heavy faces respectively, and said, "Treat the professor with savagery."

She hugged her head again and begged for mercy, Ruhua said: "Let's stop making trouble, and get down to business. Today is the professor's birthday, and we are here to celebrate his birthday, not to kick the field. Let's welcome our presents!"

Zhong really forgot his birthday, and he seemed to have forgotten his birthday when he was studying abroad.Today's little accident made my heart fluctuate and I was full of emotions.

He said again: "Thank you for the kindness of the three talented women, this professor will accept it."

Han Xiao stood up and said: "I will give the professor a pen, hoping that the professor will write the righteous way in the world and write the legend of the world."

Standing up hurriedly to take it, Han Xiao spread out his arms and gave Chonglai a hug.

Ruhua immediately stood up, handed over an ink stick, and said, "I'll give the professor a piece of ink, and I hope the professor will give birth to the feelings of white clouds under the black soil-like appearance."

When he took it again, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.Ruhua also opened her arms and hugged Zhong tightly.Ru Hua was about the same height as Zhong, so this hug was actually close to her face, warm in the cold.The heavy heart beat twice abnormally.

Xinran held the inkstone and said: "I have a pen and ink, and I only need my stone inkstone. I wish the professor's heart is as strong as a rock, and he can grind out ink to write the universe."

He took it again, put it on the table, and when he lowered his head, he was greeted with a kiss on the face.

The girls laughed in unison, and sat there giggling happily.He twisted the back of his hand again, convinced that it was true.

The three girls also sat down, leaning their shoulders together to keep warm, staring intently at Zhong, and laughing nonstop.Chong only felt that he was being hit by waves of electric current, and he almost fainted.

Han Xiao said: "You said that the professor wants to go out like this, what kind of sensation will it create!"

Ruhua said: "Surely someone wrote a few words on his back?"

Xin Ran said: "What words?"

Ru Hua smirked and said, "Famous flowers have owners."

Xin Ran pushed Ru Hua violently, and said, "Fuck you, where did the flowers come from, and where did the Lord come from?"

Han Xiao said: "It's Professor Hua, please take care of me."

Xin Ran blushed, only because she was excited just now, only then did she see a bright red lip mark on Chong's cheek.Quickly took out the facial tissue and wiped it in the past.Zhong quickly took it over and wiped it himself.Unexpectedly, it can't be wiped off.The three of them kept directing, but the result was that they became redder and redder, and they only felt their cheeks blazing.

Han Xiao said: "The professor has a new nickname, it's called 'Central Plains Is Red'!"

Ruhua said: "Don't make fun of the professor, let's go to the birthday party!"

He said happily, "Let's go, I've already made a reservation."

The four put the magazines back in their places and walked out of the reading room one by one. It seemed that the administrator hadn't noticed it, maybe it was pretending to be like this, and their hearts were already full of laughter.

The three girls walked side by side, and walked behind, feeling that the wind had become weaker.Zhong looked at the three figures from behind, bright colors, purple, white, and orange.It filled the withered grass with a stroke of brilliance, vaguely with the breath of spring.He felt that the distance between him and the three people was not one centimeter away, and three lines extended from his point, and the three girls were three different ending points.No matter which one you choose, you can't go wrong, and it is the end point leading to happiness.But the same distance, how to choose?You can't choose, you can't choose.Because whichever you choose, you will lose the other two, and you will hurt the other two.One is laughing, two are crying, how incomplete and tragic is this?

Not choosing, just maintaining it like this may be the best choice.Everyone is happy, there is no fighting, no jealousy, just natural beauty.

When I arrived at the birthday venue, I couldn't help but burst into tears.A big cake, almost covering the whole table.On the cake was written with cream, "I wish the professor a long and healthy life. Han Xiao, like a flower, gladly."

The four sat around and lighted candles happily.Han Xiao and Ru Hua said in unison: "Professor, hurry up and make a wish." He said silently in his heart: "I wish my three angels can be happy."

Xin Ran asked: "What wish did you make?" Chong blushed and remained silent.Han Xiao cuts the cake, arranges the plates like a flower, and happily chooses a large piece to serve to Chong.

Reveling in this strange happiness, I don't know what to do.Xin Ran picked up a piece of butter with a fork, gave Han Xiao and Ru Hua a smirk, and wiped it on heavy forehead.He feels cool.Han Xiao said: "I want to use cream to inscribe on the professor's face." She raised her head, dipped a fork into the cream and carefully outlined the two characters, feeling numb and crisp, not knowing what to write.Ruhua said: "I'll write a running script." She dipped in the cream, but didn't dip it in, so she simply wiped it with her fingers, making twists and turns, and it felt greasy.Xinran was impatient, grabbed a handful with her hands, and covered her heavy head.The three burst out laughing.

Zhong suddenly became a white statue, sucking the cream at the corner of his mouth, how sweet it was.Han Xiao smiled and said, "The professor has a new name, 'Snow Baby'!"

There was another burst of hearty laughter.Chong happily ate, three girls, you look at me, I look at you, enjoy yourself.He said again: "In order to express my gratitude to the three angels, I will also write a few words for you. Stretch your face over!"

The three of them said in unison: "Put your face over here, you're a weirdo in disguise!"

He nodded his head and apologized: "Slip of tongue, slip of tongue."

Standing up again and bending over, first write the word 'pure' on Han Xiao's forehead.Xin Ran secretly ran behind the heavy chair, and gently removed the heavy chair.Chong then wrote the word 'cold' on Ruhua's forehead.When Xinran was overwhelmed, she hurriedly said, "Professor, write me a beautiful one." Chongbai smiled and said, "Don't worry, to prevent being beaten, you must write a good one." She wrote the word 'spicy' for Xinran.He stopped, looked at the three words on the three people's foreheads, and laughed.Suddenly, I found that the expressions of the three of them were very consistent. They pursed their lips and smiled, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

Feeling strange again, he sat down and turned all four corners upside down.The three laughed and ran out of the restaurant.

Standing up again, he looked in the mirror, with cream on his head, a heart shape drawn on his forehead, 'Queen' written on his left cheek, and 'Special Offering' written on his right cheek.I chuckled, and ran after him.

It was snowing outside, and the three girls were running in the snow, they were happy elves and beautiful angels.

Following the footsteps of the three girls, they walked swiftly all the way, with light steps, immersed in this real dream.When they were approaching the door, the three girls turned around, put each other's shoulders on each other, and shouted in unison: "Goodbye, professor."

He waved his hand again and shouted, "Goodbye."

The three girls rushed into the dormitory building, and when they reached the gate, they were stopped by the guard and said, "Hey, your express delivery."

Chong went over in surprise, took it over, it was a cloth bag, thought to himself, why is there a mysterious birthday present?Could it be another surprise from the three of them?

He ran to the dormitory with the package in his arms, opened it and saw that there were some postgraduate entrance examination materials and a box of English listening tapes.At the bottom is a text message. When you open it, it is in red handwriting, which says:

"Heavy, I haven't received your reply. I feel that you haven't forgiven me yet. But I still hope you don't get depressed and take the postgraduate entrance examination! I'll wait for you in Beijing. I wish you good luck. Luohong."

Looking at all this again, I didn't feel anything else, but felt that this was already harassment.The shooting star I once chased has crossed the sky.Now that the stars are shining in front of her eyes, Luo Hong will never know.

Today's birthday is probably the most memorable and happiest birthday in Chong's life.