《1》Shagas said: We are always trudging alone in a river of youth. When one day, we suddenly want to see the road we came from and the road we have walked, we find that it is even more... So much youth has quietly flowed away from us. I am also struggling in the torrent of time, terrified, afraid that I will not be able to catch a piece of driftwood to save my life, but God always takes care of me, and I know you!

You said you paid attention to me because of a joke I made. The days of part-time work were always filled with excitement. As soon as they entered the workshop, everyone became a master of comedy and laughter continued. I always tease Panpan (my roommate who works with me) and enjoy it endlessly. A few days when I met a co-worker I knew, I would call over and make a fake gesture with my hands, which meant whispering. In fact, anyone could hear the loud voice, and said, let me tell you a secret. Panpan’s tears are solid. , if you don’t believe me, you can make her cry. The man was dubious, but I laughed out loud as Panpan chased me. After hearing this, Tong Xiulan just looked at me and smiled. I only knew that this girl, who wore black-rimmed glasses like me, was a senior from the Physical Education Institute of our school. She had finished her postgraduate examination and was looking for a job. Even the name can be seen from the small tag on the clothes. She thought I was good at playing, so she came to me during the break and gave me a massage, but I was reluctant because her hands were very strong. Every time I was not enjoying myself but grinning and begging for mercy, secretly I wonder if you are teasing me.

In the workshop, we were tightly wrapped, except for our eyes, so we didn’t recognize each other. I said, here there is no beauty or ugliness of appearance, no fatness or thinness of body, only the pleasantness of voice and the attractiveness of eyes. It was an evening when I first met Tong Xiulan. I had changed my clothes that day and was standing at the door waiting for my coworkers. A girl came over and stood directly in front of me and looked at me. I didn't react at first and just faced her. I suddenly smiled and realized that this woman was Tong Xiulan. When I wanted to see what she looked like, she ran away. I chased her with a smile, turned over and looked at her, and said, you are more graceful than I thought.

When we met on the way back to the dormitory from get off work, Tong Xiulan always followed me closely and told some jokes. I don't know her well and don't know how to answer her. Especially when she keeps staring at you, I can't stand it. Whenever this happened, I felt very embarrassed. Wrapped in my red plaid coat, I just lowered my head and walked forward with a smile. Then I looked up and saw that my companion had already walked a hundred meters away. Another time, after taking a shower, I was sitting on the bed in the dormitory, wiping my wet hair and playing with my phone, when she broke in and called my name. I still answered with a smile, not knowing what to talk about. She suddenly asked me: Are you open? I was stunned and said: In what way, how can I say this? I am not gay. She nodded and talked excitedly in our dormitory for a while before leaving.

At this time, I still didn’t know her, and I had realized more than once that some people just met each other, and after this period of trouble and hardship, they dispersed to the end of the world. I won’t contact a person in particular. Just like Shen Bing said when she was a guest on "Very Quiet Distance" and answered Li Jing’s question, she has passed the age of falling in love at first sight, and I have passed the age of meeting a senior and going up to ask. Asking about your age. However, there are some things that bring two people closer inexplicably, and what brings us closer is just a conversation.

I have forgotten how this conversation started, but I know it must have been during a break. I must be sitting on the right, and she was sitting on the empty chair on the left, looking at me. Pick up and drop the product carefully. We had a very interesting chat, from our daily diaries to our emotional experiences; from our inner world to our external appearance; from the things we had done to the things we longed for; from movies to books; from interpersonal relationships to academic achievements, we were almost there Everything was done with the utmost consciousness. What I said was her inner voice. What she said was that I had had similar feelings. We couldn't help but high-five each other a few times, and then we continued talking excitedly. . From then on, there was an unspoken feeling of intimacy between us. She was the one in front of me. Every time she finished, she would always come over to me, sit on the empty chair on the left and say nonchalantly, While I was working, I listened to her and asked a few questions from time to time.

We talked for nearly 2 hours every day, and got to know her more and more. I knew that we were getting together in a friendship style, and I even thought that maybe all my previous accumulation was just to meet someone who was with me somewhere. With people who are very similar to me in these aspects, I can speak my thoughts, talk about my feelings, and look forward to my life without any scruples, but I don’t have to worry about her using it to ridicule me. (Article reading website: www.sanwen.net)

I gradually became a listener. Everything I had already said in several conversations, and I had nothing more to say. Sharing, even some of the things she said are incomprehensible to me within my current cognitive scope, but I respect them. Many of her comments really affected me. She said that love is a feeling, and the hazy beauty before will eventually lose to the knives of time. She also said that she broke up because of love. Almost as soon as I heard it, I believed it without hesitation, because I felt the same way. She asked me if I believed in my lifelong friends, and I answered that I did. But after I finished speaking, I had an illusory feeling. My whole life seemed to be longer than I dare to imagine, but I was willing to believe in all the good things. She asked me again, what would you do if someone bullied you? I was eating in the factory cafeteria at that time. I raised my head and said that I didn't know, or even define what bullying was. The reason why she asked this was because the classmate who worked with us was bullied. She immediately expressed her attitude. I will not offend others unless they offend me. She will repay me with kindness and repay my bad with tit-for-tat. Her principles of life amazed me. Compared with her, I now have a vague idea of ??everything.

The end of working life is not the time for us to say goodbye. I still remember that when I was riding back to school, I was so moved by the cakes and sausages she bought for me. After saying thank you, I turned around with a smile; I also remember the seat she occupied for me; I still remember the saying "Who will bully Qingqing in the future?" You tell your sister; remember the bargaining together when I asked the master to help me transport the bicycle; remember that she ran to the door to help me when I couldn't get the bicycle by myself; remember the principles she taught me; remember the massage techniques she taught me; I remember her caring text messages when I came home from school after finishing my work; I remember her treating me to dinner at a halal restaurant; I remember her dragging me to their roller skating class; I remember me excitedly telling her about my cycling experience. ; I remember the pineapple she bought for me; I remember she always rushed to punch in the meal card every time I ate, and what I will never forget is her sincere heart...

It is very important to grow with others. Tired, and the 21-year-old is like a shooting star. It looks bright but its essence is worn out. Hidden behind the brightness is endless sadness. I don’t know how many people have quietly disappeared into your world, and the memories left behind are also fragmented. But, as Guo Jingming said, some people leave just to welcome some more important people to come. When we came back from dinner that day and chatted on the road, when I still couldn't empathize with you and understand you, you said, I really hope I grow up quickly! Growth must go through labor pains, and only after heartbreak can there be a gorgeous transformation. Thank you for accompanying me in growing up, in these days related to youth.

Think about how I met you back then. This sentence is a reminder of the distant past. We have known each other for only 3 months, but I feel that the time in the past has become different because of your intervention now. It feels like a long time. Do you think so too?

《2》That day I heard a very beautiful piano sound, coming from the piano room. So I gently opened the door and saw you. Then I closed the door again. You wear this pure white skirt, which contrasts with the black piano. There is a stool next to you. I sat next to you and asked you, what song is this? Grow up with me. A faint voice echoed in the piano room. Then you continue playing.

Then your slender fingers stopped, and you turned around and asked, does it sound good? kindness. I nodded vigorously. Then he smiled stupidly. You smiled too, with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of pride in your smile.

So, I seem to see through your beautiful backside. But I come to listen to you play the piano every day after class. I can't control my desire to listen to the piano. You laugh every time, and the smile contains the same thing as the first time I saw it.

You are a person with such charming appearance and amazing talent. To put it bluntly, she is a perfect girl. What you have, I don’t have. I'm average looking, I'm not talented. I admit, I'm jealous of you, I hate you, I'm not as good as you.

How I want your beauty and your talent. You know, how much I want it.

So, I want to forget.

So, I have to learn to walk against the light.

So, I no longer listen to you playing the piano as usual.

I walked to the music classroom, which is next to the piano room, closed the door, and hummed to accompany me as I grew up, and I still heard the sound of your piano. I know how disgusting I am. I know how well you play. You passed level 10 in piano. But I don't even know music.

Jealousy, jealousy. I'm jealous of you. I'm jealous of you. shouted in the empty playground. Why? Why? Why are you better than me? Why?

The unified examination also came quietly. Because I was angry, I skipped class and went to the Internet cafe. And you? I have no idea. I did very poorly in the unified examination, but you ranked first in the city. Aren’t you still practicing piano? Why?

A holiday I have been thinking about.

You are a good boy.

You are a talented person.

You are a person with both talents and appearance.

But.

I am a bad boy.

I will never have your talent.

I am not good in talent or appearance.

So, fighting spirit rushed up. I am determined to surpass you. School has started, and I spend a lot of time studying every night and constantly previewing my homework. I still hum songs occasionally. Although it will still be out of tune.

The unified examination came quietly. You played the piano as always. I didn’t plan to pass you because you are a genius.

But. Surprisingly, I did better than you.

Finally, I grew up. No more jealous of you.

Thank you for growing up with me.

That day I heard a very beautiful piano sound coming from the piano room. So I gently opened the door and saw you. Then I close the door again. You wear this pure white skirt, which contrasts with the black piano. There is a stool next to you. I sat next to you and asked you, what song is this? Grow up with me. A faint voice echoed in the piano room. Then you continue playing.

Then your slender fingers stopped, and you turned around and asked, does it sound good? kindness. I nodded vigorously. Then he smiled stupidly. You smiled too, with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of pride in your smile.

So, I seem to see through your beautiful backside. But I come to listen to you play the piano every day after class. I can't control my desire to listen to the piano. You laugh every time, and the smile contains the same thing as the first time I saw it.

You are a person with such charming appearance and amazing talent. To put it bluntly, she is a perfect girl. What you have, I don’t have. I'm average looking, I'm not talented. I admit, I'm jealous of you, I hate you, I'm not as good as you.

How much I want your beauty and your talent. You know, how much I want it.

So, I want to forget.

So, I have to learn to walk against the light.

So, I no longer listen to you playing the piano as usual.

I walked to the music classroom, which is next to the piano room, closed the door, and hummed to accompany me as I grew up, and I still heard the sound of your piano. I know how disgusting I am. I know how well you play. You passed level 10 in piano. But I don't even know music.

Jealousy, jealousy. I'm jealous of you. I'm jealous of you. shouted in the empty playground. Why? Why? Why are you better than me? Why?

The unified examination also came quietly. Because I was angry, I skipped class and went to the Internet cafe. And you? I have no idea. I did very poorly in the unified examination, but you ranked first in the city. Aren’t you still practicing piano? Why?

A holiday I have been thinking about.

You are a good boy.

You are a talented person.

You are a person with both talents and appearance.

But.

I am a bad boy.

I will never have your talent.

I am not good in talent or appearance.

So, fighting spirit rushed up. I am determined to surpass you. School has started, and I spend a lot of time studying every night and constantly previewing my homework. Occasionally I still hum a song. Although it will still be out of tune.

The unified examination came quietly. You played the piano as always. I didn’t plan to pass you because you are a genius.

But. Surprisingly, I did better than you.

Finally, I grew up. No more jealous of you.

Thank you for growing up with me.

Is that enough? Please accept. . . . . .