[Wishing the wildfire will always be clear and transparent]
Author: I think it was unexpectedly met Photo @Zhaoying classmate
Time soon came to 4:30 in the afternoon, which was the moment when the sunset was setting. I came downstairs of my home in the distance. She poked her head out of the window and shouted to me, "Don't stand stupidly downstairs, come to the roof."
The floors living in the distance are not high, and counting from downstairs upwards are a total of seven floors. I soon arrived at the roof and saw a space in the distance sitting on the eaves of the wall for me to sit on. I took out two bottles of Coke next to me, raised my glass to the sunset and turned my head to me and smiled, "I wish the wildfire will always be clear and transparent." I clinked the glass with the distance and shouted loudly, "I wish the distance will always be gorgeous and forever."
She hesitated and asked me, "What do you say you want forever?" She looked forward to my answer with great expression on her face. I touched my head just when I didn't know what to say. Seeing the Coke in his hand, he said to the distance again, "I wish the distance will be brilliant forever and will be coke forever." The distance smiled happily and looked into the distance. At the moment she didn't say anything, we seemed to understand, and my cheeks were already burning hot by the sunset.
The sunset at that time was as long as the days were. I hope countless times that time stayed in that not too hot evening. The two bottles of Coke from the distance were taken from home.
She said, "I'm going to move away soon. Fortunately, there are still two bottles of Coke left."
Before leaving, the distance said to me, "Wildfire, I hope you can be like that big tree, but when I can see your leaves one day when I look into the distance, I know you are here to find me." I nodded. At the moment of parting, the memories of high school appeared in front of me. When I wanted to ask whether the distance was back, I already had an answer in my heart. What I left was a letter from the distance. Coke drank with the sunset, instantly dyed my cheeks red. In this way, I left this town in the distance and left forever with Qiushan Town.
The rain in Chengdu has been falling, just like the rain in Qiushan Town is constantly falling, and some people leave their hometown and walk towards the distance. I did not say goodbye vigorously like the distance a year ago, nor did there be a crowded crowd to present the sadness of parting. She and I walked away quietly alone.
The midsummer of that year was completely over.
The empty seat beside me in the classroom looks like there is no one around me. I naturally like loneliness and quietness. Perhaps it is related to my name.
I am just an unknown wildfire, and only a piece of grass of my own burned out. The appearance in the distance is like the breeze on the grassland, blowing my wildfire farther away, so that I can start to communicate with this world. Now that I have left those former friends in the distance, I think she has not appeared before, and live my own life. This should be the people after parting!
I still have to stay in such a small town that is isolated from the world for a year. The messy wires divide the sky into several pieces. Occasionally, I see a few white clouds floating in the sky blown away by the wind. The sunlight is sparsely spread on the ground through the shade of trees, and a piece of gold is broken. I can see the children stepping on the ground, holding the windmill in my hand and moving with the wind. It would be great if my youth could be as carefree as them. When I get home, I will light the desk lamp as usual. Today's Chinese homework is about "farewell".
farewell is a thing that must exist in our lives. We try to wave goodbye to our former friends, but find that our hearts are empty. is like losing a toy when we were young and crying and want to retrieve it. It turns out that when we leave here, there will be no traces of our existence. Everything is empty room and heart, waiting for the next person to open them.
It was not until later that we found that it was not only the people around you who parted, but you would also part with yourself. The self-study class before was surprisingly quiet until the bell rang after class, and the classmates sat quietly until the class teacher said on the podium, "This is the end of the three-year high school class. You will go to the examination room tomorrow. I hope you will be serious and careful and don't hand in the paper in advance." Then the head teacher left hurriedly and did not look back at us.
Those who want to part cannot look back because we have not reached the finish line yet and can only run with all our might. However, some people will cry along the way, some will regret, and some will sigh at the speed of time, but isn’t youth like this? There will always be someone who leaves before you.
College Entrance Examination is an exam that every high school student must go through. For this exam, we have prepared for three years. Countless test papers, and various books are superimposed together to fill the regrets of the summer. The wind blows the wrinkled books and turns the page to the first girl with a ponytail. I don’t know who added an English word “Rose” next to me. It should be the girl who asked me what the roses are in class!
Later I sold all these books, draft papers and test papers to the old man who recycled waste. He smiled and took out two red tickets from his pocket and gave them to me. That was the price of your entire youth, which was only worth 200 yuan, as cheap as your insignificant memory. But you know that the only memory of the distance in the entire high school is particularly profound.
There was no laughter in the classroom after the college entrance examination. The head teacher came to the scene to cheer us up. When he entered the examination room, he could hear him say "Be careful and don't hand in the paper in advance." The memory instantly passed through high school and he would always say this before every exam. There was only the sound of paper flipping in the classroom, and the coughing sound from time to time to highlight this quietness.
In addition, there is also the sound of pen writing on paper. The questions that I can't write in normal times. Today I wrote so clearly and thoroughly. It started raining outside the window as if it was telling the "sorrow of youth". When we walked out of the examination room, the head teacher asked us how we were doing in the exam. Everyone responded with a smile with a smile, and then they saw a smile on his affectionate and tense face.
This smile was the first time I first came to campus to face everyone. In the days to come, he always had that serious and serious expression. After I said "goodbye" to the head teacher, I went home without looking back.
Do not be afraid that the days will last too long. As long as you have a distant place in your heart, you will always be clear and transparent.
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