Chapter 35 Hope (1)
Gentle and firm, holding hope and working hard.
Li Nianlin turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Song Qingshuang coming back from the back, her flowing hair scattered like a waterfall on her slender waist, her face was reddened by the sun, and she could not hide her birth in school uniform. The sense of superiority that comes. She squinted her eyes slightly, there were countless gentle smiles in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she smiled deep. She tilted her head to look at the two of them, which looked like the shocking beauties in the comics.
Li Jiayao was almost fascinated. He touched the tip of his nose with embarrassment, then raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you not here at school?" , I went to Alin’s class to find her. The classmates said that they didn’t come to class all afternoon, and I guessed they were in the hospital."
"Then how did you know that I was on the rooftop."
Song Qingshuang smiled, stepped forward and knocked on Li Nianlin's forehead lightly, blinking his eyes with a playful look.
"You forgot that we used to play on the roof of the building when we were in junior high school."
Li Nianlin suddenly laughed at the roof of the building.
At that time Song Qingshuang’s hair was not that long. She always liked to tie high ponytails. When school was over, she always took Li Nianlin’s hand to walk out of the school first, and the security guards at the school gate knew it. Two naughty ghosts. The two agreed not to do their homework. They sang and danced on the roof every day. Sometimes they didn't even go home until ninety o'clock. The roof of the building was also covered with their entire friendship. Li Nianlin hadn't moved yet at that time. He lived on only small floors, only the fifth floor.
At that time, it was always full of laughter, happiness was everywhere, and even the fragrance from the body was carefree.
"Qingshuang, will we be good friends for life?"
"Of course I will, little Alin, what are you thinking about span _span4p span _span9? Shuang, do you have any dreams?"
"My dream is to be an excellent host, what about you?"
"I want to be a dancer ."
"Well, let's work hard together."
Two petite figures collided together,I can't distinguish you from me. When the light falls on them, the sacred purity is like two interdependent flowers among the ten thousand flowers, one graceful and dignified, the other blooming. That's the way people yearn for, the way people yearn for the radiance, and the feelings that will last until death.
These pictures all flooded into Li Nianlin's brain little by little, like surfing, and her eyes were filled with tears little by little.
Song Qingshuang and Li Jiayao saw that Li Nianlin was in a trance, they looked at each other, and then Song Qingshuang stretched out his hand and shook in front of Li Nianlin's eyes. Li Nianlin quickly recovered and hugged Song Qingshuang tightly. Song Qingshuang was a little dazed by the sudden hug, but he still hugged Li Nianlin.
Between the world of life, if there is a gap between the white horse, suddenly it is gone.
"Years are like a shuttle, and time is easy to pass. Looking back, last year, I was full of wind and rain and bitter and sweet. The night is waning, I have no sleep, listen to the spring words, every day is a new piece, no longer idle, Looking at the moonlit stars all the way forward." Song Qingshuang sat at the desk and said slowly, looking at the sky full of stars outside the window.
In the second half of the third semester of high school in the spring of 2009, the temperature in April this year was higher than in previous years. The spring came earlier, but the weather was fluctuating. I can’t tell where it has changed. Maybe the sky is bluer, the sun is warmer, the school is more lively, and the friends are more gentle.
The moonlight outside the window spilled onto Song Qingshuang through the glass. The facial features of the girl were so matured by the moonlight, and her eyes were still charming, allowing stability to replace innocence.The bridge of the nose is getting taller and taller, the cheeks are no longer baby fat, a little thinner, the heavy dark circles are like a layer of gray gauze falling under the eyes, the small mouth is still beautiful, it seems that it is still the same, but it is no longer That way, it can't be said that those are different, maybe the facial features are expanded, and there is more maturity and stability.
Song Qingshuang's arm pressed one after another to complete the test papers, and there were a lot of materials on the side. The beautiful fonts were written on the paper, the dragons and phoenix danced, and the words were just like their own. Correct mistakes and comments black. The faint light symbolizes effort.
It was half past eleven. Li Nianlin was lying in the bed looking at English grammar. The little night light reflected the firmness in her eyes, and she was really tired.
"Stab." Someone gently pushed the door in.
Mother Li looked at the light on her daughter's quilt, shook her head helplessly, and closed the door casually.
The college entrance examination is a protracted battle, and only those who persist to the end can laugh to the end; the college entrance examination is a struggle of psychological warfare, whoever has a good mentality is a dark horse; the college entrance examination is a master-level game , Keep a clear mind at all times to get the final victory.
The next day, Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School, the campus is full of flowers, giving the No. 1 Middle School a refreshing feeling. The third-level teaching building has three floors and more than a dozen classes. Each class is like a soldier on the battlefield. , What greeted them was a bloody battle. Except for the rustle of wind, it is the sound of light writing and hearty recitation.
Chen Guanrong walked down the corridor with math test papers out of the class. There was no one in his eyes, only a string of formulas. Jiang Ran and Li Xiang stood by the corridor. Jiang Ran saw Chen Guanrong and turned his head to look at Li Xiang with a smile.
Li Xiang stretched out his hands and rubbed her head with eyes full of affection, and said to her in a gentle voice:
"I will take you to the exam in Hangzhou."
"Okay, sure."
After school, Chen Guanrong rode home and kept carrying English words in his mouth. At the intersection of Beiguan Lane, he met Song Qingshuang Song Qingshuang. Riding a bicycle, her hair was cut into short hair, but she didn't recognize her for a while. Her small mouth was closed and she was carrying classical Chinese. The red light was on. She stopped and waited quietly. After Chen Guanrong saw her, No longer being English words, but riding a bike to her side.
Song Qingshuang did not notice Chen Guanrong, but continued to carry his own classical Chinese, with a very small voice, but the words were very clear and fluent as if reading aloud. She blinked her eyes and turned her head subconsciously, and saw Chen Guanrong close at hand. Chen Guanrong's hair was long when she was a sophomore in high school, and she didn't know when it was cut again.
Chen Guanrong seemed to feel that Song Qingshuang was looking at him, turned his head to look at him, and smiled.
"Long time no see."
really hasn’t seen each other for a long time, maybe it’s been close to a year. The end of school time of No. 1 Middle School has been pushed back since the second semester of high school last year. The two schools avoided the end of school time. Obviously in a city, why people who want to meet are always not met, and deliberate arrangements are also not available.
In all the shabby and faded, please flash forever.
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