[Qinghai Online Network · Prose] We will eventually dissipate

Author:Qinghai Online Network Time:2022.08.26

The sun shines on the face through the fingertips, and I like this warmth very much. At that moment, I always felt that I had the warmest moment in the world, but it belonged to its own, not others, and belonging to its own warmth.

Ding Ling Bell ... A sound, I ended my high school life in the English paper. I thought it was so popular that I was preparing for the college entrance examination for a year, but just sitting in the examination room just as if I was just in high school, everything was not over. Going out of the human wall surrounded by parents, the sun shone again on my face. The reality made me have to admit that I had reached the crossroads of my life and immediately went to choose and grow.

I hurriedly took the water in my mother's hands, took a sip, and ran out of the house in my mother's call. All the students were waiting around the garden to enter the examination room. But I found that I didn't wear my favorite sportswear, but I wore a red skirt for a day, which was so inconvenient. But the time is coming soon. I am tangled, and the students have run towards the examination room and scrambled to queue up. The sweltering weather made me anxious, and the red skirt on my body was even more sad. It ’s the college entrance examination. I ca n’t make any mistakes, so I suggest that I do n’t want to be anxious, be calm. I kept patting my chest with both hands, my heartbeat began to accelerate, and after security check. Uncle Police said to me, "Come on, play!" But outside the examination room, I couldn't see the face of my classmates, like a mosaic. Oh, what can I do? Just as I was nervous, we were already sitting in the classroom, and the papers immediately sent it down. I couldn't even see the topic, so I took off the glasses and wiped it seriously ...

"XXX ..." As soon as I walked out of the door of the examination room, someone called my name, but I couldn't find who it was. There were too many people. When I walked to the roadside, I knew that she was a Chinese teacher. She waved desperately and motioned to me. I responded confused and was squeezed away by the crowd immediately. My promise is getting farther with the noise of the crowd. Suddenly, I stepped on the air and fell down the dense crowd. I became farther and farther away from the sky, and my sight became more and more blurred. Suddenly I opened my eyes and opened my eyes to see that I had a dream and a real dream. It is so true that I feel like I just came out of the examination room. At this time, I was already in college, lying on the bed of the college dormitory, and my heart couldn't help but feel a little bit embarrassed. The moment of those who had been fighting blood had already passed, the smiley faces of those classmates would also stay on the graduation message album, and the preaching of those teachers could only stay yesterday. We have lost their scattered, and they are scattered on every corner of the world, and they are scattered on the other side of our hearts.

I don't know if you are there, do you often think of me, and often think of your hometown. How can we end and the end of time does not mean the end of some feelings. But I really understand that the end of a relationship will teach the growth of a person and teach myself to let go. Some people who have encountered only came to your world, but they did not stay at the end. If they want to leave, you don't have to stay forced. You have to believe that those who stay with you are the person who really loves you, and no one will pay for everything for someone who is not worth it. Even if the truth is said, after all, it is the reason, but it is difficult to put it into action. When teaching others to learn the truth, I feel that I understand everything. But when I fell into it, I only knew that embarrassment.

In my youth, he in my youth is the end and the beginning.

Wu Haiwen, pseudonym: leaves, love writing.

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