Xiaohan's red and falling swallows are heavy

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Zhong was still wandering in his dreams.I vaguely heard someone shouting: "Heavy, come down."

He started violently, went to the window to take a look, it was Yu who called again, and he asked, "What's the matter?"

"You come down first."

"You wait a minute."

Zhong didn't understand what was going on in the early morning.He dressed and ran downstairs.I just heard Yu say: "When we go home, let's go together, and you help me carry the bag."

Chong first was startled, and said: "It's okay to carry the bag, but we are not on the way."

Yudao: "Just mention the station."

Think again, it's okay, just give the girl a bag, what do you think?Besides, if Yue also walked together, what would he see?So he made another excuse: "I won't leave in the morning, but in the afternoon."

Yu sighed lightly, and said, "That's it, okay! I wish you the best of luck."

Chong didn't dare to look at Yu's expression, he said hesitantly: "One?????? All the way????????????????"

Stomping on the stairs, thinking about my childish lies and hysterical actions.It's just a little effort, is it necessary to shirk?Also somehow become so sensitive.Could it be that she couldn't let go of Luohong's fading relationship?Is that one-sided crazy love considered love?

Yue didn't come to look for Zhong, so he boarded the train home with Hai.After more than ten days of experience, I feel a little bit reborn.Looking at the stretching tree belt outside the window, it is the extension line of missing, and the end is the hometown, the long-lost hometown.The green cornfield spreads out into the distance, and the waves that arise are the heartbeat of the ocean.Occasionally a few swallows fly in the air, that is the free melody of life.There is a lot of traffic going on, and passengers with bags on their backs. There is no strangeness and indifference in the past. Everyone is so kind and pleasant.Because there is the same state of mind, or the heavy heart has been detached and reorganized, and it is no longer lonely and fragile.

The train is like a long dragon, swimming on the North China Plain, and the journey of a few hours becomes so short.

I got out of the car and walked home alone with my heavy luggage on my back.How many times I have ridden here with my friends on bicycles, and even every pothole on the road is still fresh in my memory.There are still a few blooming flowers on the alfalfa tree by the roadside, which can be regarded as a warm welcome!

Greetings from the villagers, familiar accents, warm smiles, and indescribable kindness.The eye sockets were slightly moist, and the blood surged inexplicably.

At the door of the house, I couldn't help but stop, look carefully at the still big iron gate and red brick wall, and reach out to touch it, which is the proof of returning home.

Mother trotted out of the house and said excitedly: "Chong, you are back, why didn't your dad pick you up at the station? Come in, are you tired???????"

He was overwhelmed by his mother's frequent waves of love, and he didn't say a word for a long time.The mother grabbed the bag and hugged it in her arms, holding heavy hands, just like 20 years ago, what an intimate mother and child, what a warm picture.

When my father came back in the evening, he bought a lot of ingredients for Chong and cooked the most delicious meals himself.Seeing his father's simple and honest smile, there is a kind of warmth of being hugged.

The water in my hometown is still sweet, and the food at home is still delicious.

When my younger sister came back from get off work, like an older sister, she re-prepared dental kits, clothes, and a room that had been cleaned up earlier.

Chong patiently told his family members about his mental journey for more than [-] days, and the family members listened with great interest.

Woke up in the morning, put on sports clothes again, and faced the dawn fog alone, jogging on the country road.Birds are still taking a nap among the treetops, pedestrians are vaguely visible, and the occasional long-distance vehicle speeding past drags sleepy beams of light.The wildflowers dotted along the road dance lightly in the faint lights.

The long embankment lined with poplars on both sides looks like a green dragon stretching into the distance.The morning light shone through the mist among the leaves, and the white waterfowl on the river flew close to the water.The surface of the water is full of scales, and occasionally fish jump out of the water and splash when they fall.

The fisherman sets off the penny, and a small boat passes under the bridge, which is very smooth and leisurely.

Stopping in the wilderness, breathing the unique fragrance of nature, mixed with the smell of soil, dew, flowers and crops.

The ox dragged the plow, and after the farmer yelled, he quickened his pace.White smoke rises from the plowed soil, which is the breath of the earth.

The plants and trees that are so familiar now seem so kind and fresh.

The short seven-day holiday is over, and I feel that I am a point of exercise.In the flow of time, I drift from my hometown to a different place, and then return to my hometown from a different place.It goes on and on like this, without stopping.

Back at school, everything is the same.In the dormitory, all the roommates are cleaning up, and you talk about the housework with each other.Everyone feels that the holiday is too short, like a flower that has not bloomed, and it is a bit regretful.

Classes began to become intensive, and I carried books back and forth between classrooms and dormitories.The peaceful days are very nostalgic.It is because this peace is broken at any time.

Yu's pursuit of Chong all the way did not bear fruit after all.Perhaps maintaining this delicate relationship is the ideal natural state.If nature is broken, it means unnatural break.

One day at noon, Yu's actions disturbed Zhong's mood.Zhong returned from a party with his roommates and watched TV in the classroom.A few people chattered nonsense, and their heads were a little dizzy, and they sat alone on the side.The drunkenness gradually became stronger, and I felt a few people coming in in a heavy haze.Zhong still wanders in the dream, wondering who it might be.It was two girls. They couldn't see their faces clearly, but they felt that they were approaching him.Tried to open his eyes again, but in vain.Because the eyes have been covered by a pair of gentle hands.

I only heard the girl pretending to be rough and saying: "Guess, who am I?"

Chong said without hesitation: "Yu."

"Wow, you guessed it so quickly!" Yu leaned on the table, controlling his swaying body.Looking at her rosy cheeks, I reconfirmed that she was drunk.

In fact, Chong had smelled that familiar and special fragrance a long time ago - the faint fragrance of jasmine.Yu let go and plopped down on the chair opposite.He lowered his head almost to the neckline, and sighed incessantly.

"What's the matter? Optimist!" Chong asked with concern.

"fine!"

"Have you been drinking?"

"what."

Zhong was very puzzled that the girl actually drank.Sometimes wine is powerful. It is not used to relieve sorrow, but to teach people to be brave.

Yu's next move almost frightened Zhong into a fool.She grabbed Zhong's hand, held it to her chest and said, "Chong, my hands are very cold, and you are my most important person."

Looking at the fiery eyes again, her heart beat faster, and she blushed and said, "You drink too much, go back and rest!"

Zhong didn't know why, and tried to pull out his hand, but he didn't expect to be held so tightly.He suppressed his frantic heartbeat, but his palms were damp and his forehead was sweating.It was the first time for a girl to catch a heavy hand, and she didn't know what to do.Time seemed to have stopped, and everything was frozen.

I don't know how long it took, Yu let go of his hand in disappointment, and said: "I'll just listen to you, I'll go back." The girl next to me is Yun, and she said inexplicably: "Well, I'll listen to you too, I Go back too."

Zhong was more and more surprised: How could Yun be involved in Yu's actions?Could it be that Yun also has a good impression of him, so that he becomes jealous?Heavy bewilderment.Chong was held by a girl's hand for the first time, that abnormal behavior and blunt speech after drinking caused him to toss and turn all night, unable to sleep.

I rethought a lot: Although Yu is cute, he will not be my life partner.She is not suitable for a heavy family, and she is not the type to fall in love with.

What she admires most is Hong Kong girl singer Zhou Huimin. Her lovely face, twinkling eyes, graceful figure and figure dancing in the wind make her fascinated.

When Zhong was in the sixth grade of elementary school, because a girl in the class looked like Zhou Huimin, he performed a hazy episode.

The girl's name is Yan, and she is the study committee member of the class.Tall figure, soft voice, sweet smile, deep dimples.This perfect figure attracted Zhong who was about to enter puberty.

Re-regarding Yan as an idol and role model, this attraction made him even more obsessed with studying.Originally, Yan was a talented girl in the class, and was influenced by the gifted scholars and beauties in the novel again, eager to win Yan's favor through the excellence of her studies.

Everything went well, and Zhong's grades really jumped from No.10 to No.1 in the class. Naturally, Zhong became the object of admiration from the students.

When he took the stage to accept the award, he stood side by side with Yan.So close, just two people, for a teenager, that is absolute pride, because it is a fairy tale of a prince and a princess.He stole another glance at Yan's face, which was calm.Her slim figure, with her long braids swaying in the wind and her pink dress, is definitely a beautiful landscape!

This attraction condenses the aesthetic complex of a lifetime.It not only promoted Zhong's growth, but also added a lot of worries to him.

Whenever a girl with long hair breaks into her sight, she will taste and appreciate it with dreamy eyes.

The first simulation exercise of love was the most splendid season of life and the best memory.Because it is the best and pure emotion, without the slightest filth and worldly things.After people have gone through the flashy cleansing, the only thing left is the hazy love.

All things have a beginning and an end, a cause and an effect.

Yu's enthusiasm overwhelmed Zhong, and Yan's shadow was unforgettable, but now she has become someone else's wife.The voice and appearance of Ying can only be found in the corner of memory.Falling red is as cold as ice, still making people shiver.The moon is close at hand, but it seems far away.The bud of love blooms in an instant, just like a shooting star that flashes by and is out of reach.

The confusion of a woman lies in showing love to a man easily, and the confusion of a man lies in accepting a woman's love easily.

The wisdom of women lies in not loving when they say they don’t love it, and the wisdom of men lies in saying love even if they don’t love them.

Facing his frustrated feelings, Chong did not respond to Yu, but escaped.The sun will not rise or set because of your changes.Because of her persistence, she has achieved her eternity.

A new day has begun. Facing the rising sun, Zhong walks alone on the campus covered with sycamore leaves.The mind is free, walking quietly, immersed in the thin mist of the morning.

Suddenly there was a "snap", and he was slapped heavily.Before he could respond, a light figure had already flashed in front of him, shaking his hands lightly and saying, "Hi, good morning, did you scare you yesterday!"

Chong Qiang smiled and said, "Hey, it's okay. A master is invulnerable."

Yudao: "Oh, let's go play ball then?"

He resigned and said, "I still have to go to the library to read."

Looking at those big crystal-clear eyes again, he felt that even the excuses he gave could not fool the child.

Yu said: "Then I will accompany you."

Chong murmured: "No need!"

Sometimes a man's heart is the cruelest.Looking at Yu Yuanqu's back again, he let out a long breath, feeling relieved.