When reading Xin Qiji's words, Maggie had an indescribable taste in her heart. The sun is making a wild sound through the glass. In the clear sky, a cold and urgent sound of running water whizzed past my ears, so I suddenly returned to an early morning in a month.
Maggie was late that day, and the campus was empty and echoed with the sound of reading. She didn't worry at all. She chewed the bread slowly and breathed the humid air with the fragrance of gardenia deeply. Suddenly, someone patted her on the shoulder. "Classmate, how to get to Class 1 (3) of Senior High School?" Maggie looked back, and a cool feeling came over her face, like a cotton candy cloud drifting slowly. The boy is wearing a pink T-shirt and beige cotton trousers. His hair is a little light brown, and his pupils are also light brown, which is the softest, quietest and most inclusive light brown.
Maggie suddenly blushed, casually pointed to the teaching building behind the flower stand, and hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm going to be late. Bye-bye." Then, she ran away lightly like a frightened deer. After running into the teaching building in one breath, she stopped breathing and turned her face slightly back 45 degrees. I don't know why, that boy stood motionless, unable to see his expression clearly, but all around him were bright, as if standing in the whirlpool of early morning sunshine.
"Hey, Maggie, what are you thinking?" Deskmate Li Chunchun patted her. "I don't know if Xin Qiji was so stupid when he was young." Maggie said happily. If only I were a talented woman born in the Song Dynasty, Maggie continued to giggle, so that I could make a touching poem with a stroke of a pen and give it to someone I like. It's really romantic, subtle and elegant.
When the wind blows, it wrinkles into a pool of spring water.
It turns out that the new boy transferred to the next class is called he ye. The next day, almost all the girls in the whole grade knew this man. Handsome people naturally have popularity. Although now she can share everything in he ye with Li Chunchun aboveboard, there are some things that she prefers to own, carefully stored in the small tin box engraved with the petals of a young rose.
What Maggie likes best is the time after school every day. Because her home is in the same direction as He Ye's. He ye always walks on the sidewalk on the left side of the road, while Maggie walks on the sidewalk on the right. In the noisy crowd, Maggie felt safe in the endless traffic. She is like a tiny dust. Even if she follows he ye closely, even if she bravely looks at him again and again, there is nothing wrong. Anyway, no one will find that there is an ordinary girl, across the wide road, trying to keep pace with the boys across the street.
When Maggie comes home, she is always in a good mood and her appetite is greatly increased. After dinner, my mother and I looked through the photo album together and found a photo of graduation photo when my mother was in high school. Maggie realized that her mother was really as young as herself. She smiled and pointed to the most handsome young man above and asked her mother, "What did you think of this man before?" Mother's face, unexpectedly unconsciously a little red.
Maggie had been hiding under the covers that night and snickering. This has probably been the case since ancient times. Girls under the age of 20 have very limited vision, and only those boys who are over 1.75 meters tall or "handsome" or "sad" have the same stubborn and soft mood.
Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the floor; Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words.
Maggie later disliked Xin Qiji because of this sentence. This sentence means "dogs look down on people". "Strange, Xin Qiji don't worry when we are this age? Otherwise, how could he say such heartless things? " After discussing for a long time, Li Chunchun raised this question gloomily.
Maggie didn't answer her question because she was thinking of a bigger question. How can I tell he ye that I like him?
After thinking for three days, she finally got inspiration. She skipped the first class in the afternoon and went to a courier company, begging people to send a can of goldfish to he ye. The staff couldn't help it, saying that the live things couldn't be delivered by courier, and they struggled for a long time. Finally, a romantic aunt agreed and said to her, "OK, I'll ask them to send it to you. You remind me of my childhood. "
However, when she went to bed at night, Maggie began to worry again. She only filled in the first-grade (second-grade) class on the express list, without writing her name. How did he ye know that she sent it herself? Maggie regretted wanting to bite herself. Youth is really worrying and endless.
The laughter faded away, but the passion was ruthlessly annoyed.
I walked into the classroom the next day and found that almost all the girls in the class were whispering. Just sit down, Li Chunchun secretly grabbed her. "The courier company just sent He Ye a can of goldfish! Some people say it's from a girl in our class. Everyone is guessing who it is, don't you think? " "How do I know ..." Maggie casually perfunctory, only thinking about he ye's reaction when she received the goldfish.
After school, Maggie walked out of the teaching building and suddenly her eyes lit up. It turns out that he ye is playing ball on the playground. Wow, it turns out that he plays ball as beautifully as his people. Maggie hid behind the flower stand and watched he ye running around the playground with rapt attention. She watched the sky change from pearl to cobalt blue, and quiet birds flew overhead. Here and now, in the museum of time, it condenses into rich amber.
When it was almost dark, He Yecai took up his schoolbag and walked out of the school gate with others talking and laughing. Maggie came out slowly from behind the flower stand. When she passed the basketball stand, she suddenly found that he ye had left the goldfish bowl there. Perhaps, for him, this is just a puzzling thing, even if it is lost, it can't be remembered at all. The red goldfish swam alone and innocently, and the glass jar shone with light blue light. Maggie doesn't know if her tears have entered the fish tank. Anyway, the water suddenly rippled, the dim street lamp broke inside, and the crisp sound could be heard.
"Dear Maggie, you are smart, you are brave ..." In her diary, Maggie repeatedly wrote this sentence to encourage herself, but her heart was still as sour and swollen as soaking in lemon water. She rummaged through 300 favorite poems of Tang and Song Dynasties, and none of them could describe her feelings. If I can write my own poems, what should I write to commemorate my sixteen years old? Maybe there will be no more likes and sorrows, dreams and losses in this life.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Goldfish was soon forgotten by everyone, and he ye was still the center of girls' talk. "Hey, look, look, he ye has come to our class to find Xu Anni again." Li Chunchun patted Maggie with a face of gossip. Maggie looked up, and sure enough, she saw he ye leaning against the doorframe, holding her arms, and watching Xu Anni run out happily like a bird. The pale fluorescent lamp shone coldly and noisily. Someone was walking around, someone knocked over the glass, and Maggie felt a little cold.
Now, after school, Maggie won't follow he ye any more, because he has changed to riding a bike. Xu Anni always sits in the back seat. Xu Anni is really beautiful, thin and tall. She wears a skirt in a lady's house, just like a princess. The two of them could have acted in an idol drama. Just then, she met her neighbor Zhang Xiaowei. "Hey, Maggie, what are you doing?" Maggie Nunu kicked the stone under her feet with her mouth. "What leaves really happy. A beautiful girl like Xu Anni gave him a goldfish ... ""What? ! "Maggie let out a cry and glared at Zhang Xiaowei. "How do you know it's from Xu Anni? ! ""Because ... "Zhang Xiaowei was startled and said timidly," he ye thinks that Xu Anni is the most beautiful girl in Class Two, Grade One. As a result, Xu Anni really admitted ... "For an instant, Maggie suddenly felt betrayed by the whole world.
After stumbling home, Maggie spent the whole night thinking about how to expose Xu Anni and tell he ye the truth. Just like in TV series, the first person to get along with the leading actor is definitely a supporting role, and the leading lady is always the last one to make a positive result. But when she calmed down, she began to hesitate again. What's the point of doing this? ...
I wonder if I will laugh at myself today when I grow up many years later. Maggie thought it over and over again.
Streams can easily throw people away, turn cherries red and plantains green.
Before the end of this semester, he ye transferred to another school and left. It is said that his parents think his grades are really poor. Later, the girls changed the subject and gradually forgot this person, as if he had never appeared.
Yes, as if it never happened. Li Chunchun didn't even know that Maggie used to like he ye so much, and she gave a silly goldfish in such a childish and crazy way. Only Maggie will always think about him, look up at the sky and wait for a while.
The days passed slowly like this.
Sometimes I feel confused. Thinking about knowing the truth that night, I couldn't sleep, so I couldn't help getting into my mother's bed and telling her everything. "he ye is so superficial that people only look at appearances ..." Mother stroked her hair and asked softly, "So what do you like about he ye?" Maggie froze at once. What I like, isn't it that morning, standing in the sun, that dazzling and beautiful teenager? But what do you know about him? "When I was young, liking someone was always blind. This will make your persistence seem a bit blind. Mom didn't tell you this truth. In the future, other things will tell you. "
Until one day, she read this sentence written by Jie Jiang, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, and her tears suddenly fell down. Crackle, she realized that the original mother said "something else" refers to the time. Endless, the most mysterious, the most convincing, time.
"The streamer is easy to throw people, and the red cherry and green banana." She was glad that she didn't say anything at last.
And those who write beautiful words for youth, poets and poets in distant times, must have grown up in this way.