Youth Notes

听 我 把 春水 叫寒

Watch me turn the green leaves yellow

Who knows that autumn is sad

misty forest wild

花落 红花落红

红 了 枫红 了 枫

Spreading Wings

我 这 薄衣 得 残冬

It's Autumn It's Autumn It's Autumn

Spring is gone, summer is gone, autumn is strong

秋去冬来 美景 不 再

莫教好 春逝 匆匆

Another autumn, Lu Nianzu's "Autumn Cicada" sounded in my room again, beautiful and sentimental, and touched all my thoughts.I am used to it, I have been used to it for a long time, and give myself to loneliness. Wen Ziqing especially likes a line in the lyrics: love is so deep that people are lonely.She is alone, I am alone, we are all alone.Loneliness is bitter, but also beautiful.

But soon this lonely autumn was nothing but suffering, it was hell.

Last year, the girl who thought she was a bad girl came back to class again. Not long after she came back, another girl left.

She is not in our grade, she just entered the first year of high school.It's another freshman year.She is the daughter of a history teacher at our school.The teacher was bright and funny, and he was tough and strong, like a tall and handsome tree. Although he had reached middle age, he looked very young.He is happy, loud and enthusiastic.He especially likes to tell stories. He loves to turn historical events into vivid and interesting stories, adding his own likes and dislikes and telling them to us fluently.He was one of our favorite teachers in junior high.

Yes, this teacher has two children, a daughter and a son.The daughter is in our next class, and the son is much younger and still in primary school.His daughter is different from him, she doesn't smile too much, she is very quiet and well-behaved, a little shy, but her father loves her very much, we all envy the way he looks at her, the way he looks at the pearl in the palm of his hand, maybe his happiness has some Maybe most of it came from this daughter.

Now this daughter is gone, she is gone, so tragically, so cruelly.She drank a bottle of dichlorvos, and she left this world forever.All the teachers and students in the school dared not speak out, for fear of seeing her father.This father is no longer a father, he is an old man from ancient times, his green black hair is completely white in the middle of his chest, it is so white that it is ghastly, and his gray face makes people suspect that he is a man who has never learned to laugh. people.The tall and handsome tree had a hunched back and blank eyes. He lived in the ancient times.

His daughter died, that quiet, well-behaved and shy girl, she died.She drank a whole bottle of dichlorvos because she fell in love early, and because her father was so angry that he not only beat and scolded her severely, but also forbade her to associate with that boy again.Her father had changed, and for the first time in his life he was so ruthless.She has changed, that well-behaved and sensible girl is so out of line, how can my father tolerate her self-destructive future, how can he watch his beloved daughter, the jewel in his palm, be destroyed?

she died.He also died.All the teachers and students in the school stopped breathing.

Tragedy continues.Yes, she didn't die, she was just stupid, crazy, crazy, and lost her memory.

Of course, she also dropped out of school, bid farewell to her classmates, her campus, and no longer get along with classmates and friends who have passed through many years, no future, no past, she has nothing left. "She" is no longer a person in this world, no longer a "person".

Another girl in our grade, a girl in the science class.She has a nice name, Yining.Yining.Yining.That child, Yining.She is also shy and introverted, but she can smile, she smiles when she sees people, she smiles when she sees everyone, she smiles lightly, gently, and shyly, she is the soft and kind Yining.This child is very small, very small, with a small stature, a small face, and small eyes. She has soft and fair skin, black and smooth hair, and a sweet and pure voice. She is a very child.It's a kid in the class next door to my junior high school.Maybe I remember so much about her, that's all. As for what she did, what she said, what experience she had, I don't know at all, and I guess not many people know it, and not many people know it Remember, yeah, she was a kid who wasn't good at being known and remembered.Now that she is stupid and dropped out of school, not many people will remember her from now on.People will no longer remember this child, Yining.

She didn't tell us that she was a bad girl, and she didn't let anyone find out, she just had a crush on her for a long time, maybe too long, she didn't tell anyone, and in the end she was stupid, her diary told others the truth.

And a girl, yes, and, and.

She is not because of love, in fact, because of love, but not love.She dropped out of school, she couldn't hold on anymore, that very strong girl, she couldn't hold on anymore.

When her mother passed away in the third year of junior high, a pillar fell from her sky, Optimus Prime.Her father said that his mother's death hit him too hard, he couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't face reality, he couldn't face this place anymore, he had to go.He left a letter to the brothers and sisters and left. He didn't know where he went, and he never came back anyway.My father, who was in his forties, ran away from home and has since disappeared.

My brother is not a good student. He stopped studying after graduating from junior high school. He hangs around outside and works part-time for others. His income is very low.This younger sister, who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, used her vacation to work part-time to barely maintain her studies. She lasted for more than a year.Finally, this academically excellent girl with black hair and black eyebrows left. She carried her schoolbag, smiled at us, waved, and left, leaving behind a young figure.