"At dawn, when the sun and the moon alternate at night.
Spark caused by friction
Xiayun is red and hot, burning a poem and a distance.
I face the east and hope to wrap me up.
In the prophecy, the temple stands in the golden wheat field.
Faith will burn the bronze lock of reality.
People in the world have so many wishes.
I am willing to pursue poetry and distance. "
"good!" In Chinese class, Han Xu was reciting his own poem when the voice just fell and the class burst into thunderous applause.
"Ding Rinrin bell-"
"Well, class is over."
"Goodbye, teacher-"
At the end of the last class, the classroom suddenly became noisy and everyone packed up and went home.
"Han Xu, this poem is well written. I will call you a great poet in the future. " Sue curtain came over with a smile and sat in the chair next to Han Xu.
"How can you cow force? Last time my Chinese was five points higher than mine. " Han Xu also teased her with a smile, put on her schoolbag and prepared to leave.
"Er ... well, are you free tonight? Shall we go to the playground for fun? "
"Hey, are you interested in running for fun? Yes, you must come. "
"Ok, I'll wait for you in the playground later."
Han Xu should be a sound, and then carry a bag out, left the teaching building. It's time for dinner. Han Xu didn't go to the canteen, but turned back to the dormitory, picked up a poem he had long wanted to give Su Mu, and studied it carefully.
Su Mu is an excellent girl, smart and lovely, pure in heart, beautiful and moving, like a hibiscus out of water; Excellent grades, brilliant talents and good conduct.
For half a year, Han Xu has always had a special feeling for her. Han Xu wrote this poem six months ago, but he didn't send it. Before, he didn't know if that feeling was love. However, with the study and life in the past six months, he got to know each other better and strengthened his feelings.
"I think this is love-oh, no, it must be love." Han Xu said to himself, then picked up the paper with this poem written on it, folded it carefully, stuffed it into his pocket, and then went out and walked quickly to the classroom.
At 10 in the evening, after the last evening self-study, Su Mu came to Han Xu and said, "Let's go, great poet."
"Hey, what a great poet I am?"
"Pursuing poetry and great poets in the distance!" Two people talking and laughing, came to the playground, no password, all by tacit understanding and running at the same time.
The moon hung in the dark for a long time, scattered stars were embedded in a cloud, and purple and pink clouds flashed with the light of stars and floated slowly in the night sky. It rained at noon, and there were some drops of water on the plastic lawn of the playground. The evening breeze blew from the high hills, with the fragrance of midsummer night, kissing people's cheeks.
Two people running on a parallel line, the pace is very light, in an instant, they turned to look at each other at the same time, four eyes relative, both of them smiled nervously, and quickly turned away. Under the night sky, the stars are shining silvery white. What is clearer than this light is moonlight, and what is clearer than moonlight is their eyes.
I don't know how many laps I ran, but they stopped at the same time and walked slowly.
"So powerful, I ran 3 kilometers." Han Xu couldn't help admiring.
"No, just often run; You should also exercise more. "
"Well ... I'm so tired. Let's walk around. "
"hmm."
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and under the twinkling stars, only the two of them are left.
"You said before that you were willing to pursue poetry and distance, so you said ... what is poetry and distance?" Su Mu walked, suddenly turned his head and looked at Han Xu. At this point, the street lamp has been extinguished, and the faint moonlight shines on Su Mu's face. In the unknown darkness, you can vaguely see her delicate outline.
"Poetry and distance ... um ... are what you want most subjectively. Some people are eager for wealth, some people are eager for power, and some people are eager for appearance ... "
"What about you, what do you want? I guess ... these three are not what you want most. "
"I am eager for literature, for dreams, for ..." Han Xu smiled gently, put his hand into his pocket, and was about to take out the piece of paper with the poem written on it for Su Mu.
The moonlight is brighter than before. More moonlight hits Su Mu's face, and the correct facial features are more clearly revealed. Moist eyes, high nose, small and thin lips, and every inch of delicate and fair skin are engraved into Han Xu's eye pupil.
"hmm? What else do you want? "
"Ah ... nothing ... oh, and ... and study. You see, for us students, the most important thing is grades ... If I get better grades, I will have a chance to go to the same university as you. We are still classmates. "
"Oh ... so ..."
"Hey, lights out, don't go back?" The security guard in the distance shouted with a flashlight.
"What about us ... see you tomorrow." Su Mu smiled, and then both of them ran away in panic.
Back to the dormitory, Han Xu took off his sweaty clothes and threw them into the washtub.
"Hey, why did you come back so late today?" Roommate asked, turning his head while drying clothes.
"The joy ran away."
"ooh, are you running for fun? That's really a rare thing. You are too lazy to eat without running. "
"Go, go, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Han waved, glanced at his roommate, then climbed onto the upper bunk and lay down, with his left foot rolled up and his right foot flat, looking at the lamp on the ceiling and thinking quietly.
"This poem ... might as well not be sent now." Han Xu raised the paper in his hand, stared at it for a while, and then slowly put it down. "She is a simple and serious person, and I can't disturb her; Even if we succeed now, who knows what will happen in the future? She went to her university and I went to mine. Who knows if we will meet again-besides, can she really have a crush on me? " All the problems converged into a river and flooded Han Xu's mind. He tossed and turned and couldn't be quiet for a long time.
"I will give it to her after the outline test that summer vacation." Han Xu suddenly stood up and seemed to have figured it out. "I want to go to the same university as her!"
On the other side, Su Mu also returned to the dormitory. The light went out, but she couldn't sleep for a long time. She turned on the desk lamp and took out a poem that she also wanted to give to Han Xu, lost in thought.
"Today, this poem ... has not been sent out after all." Su Mu sighed: "Am I too timid ... I don't think so. Oh, I blame that Han Xu. It's really annoying that he can't keep up with his grades. " Su Mu's right and left hands held the paper tightly with index finger and thumb: "Then … let all the good things happen after the college entrance examination!" " Slowly, the fingers she held tightly loosened, and she gently turned off the desk lamp: "Poof-"
"Wish me a good dream; Sweet dreams, Han Xu. "
Unconsciously, a year has passed, and there are still ten days before the college entrance examination.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Han Xu walked aimlessly on the playground.
"There will be ten days, ten days ..." Han Xu mused alone. "Where will she go and where will I go?"
In the clear night sky, the moonlight is particularly bright, and the quiet playground has lost the noise of the past. Only in the middle of the playground, the moonlight gradually outlined a slender outline.
Han Xu thought of something, walked over gently, walked beside the man, and sat down slowly with one hand on the ground.
"Han Xu? It's you, are you there? " The person next to him closed the book in his hand, stood up in surprise and confusion, sat down gently after a few seconds, and slowly spread the book out.
"Reading, so hard?" Han Xu turned his head and quipped with a smile.
"Extracurricular books, isn't there enough time to read textbooks during this time?" Su Mu eyes away from the book, looking into the distance, corners of the mouth slightly up.
"What are you reading? Let me see? " Han Xu said, bending down, lowering his head and looking at it carefully. The moonlight scattered on the book, reflecting the poem very clearly:
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeating monotonous songs for the shade of trees ...
"By the way, do you like reading it, too?" Han Xu asked in surprise.
"Well, I studied it very early. I am in a good mood today. Of course, I will come and sit down. "
"That's ... er, whose kapok would you like to be?" Han Xu sat up, looked up at her and said half jokingly.
"I ... I want to be the kapok of an oak tree, a sunny, cheerful, strong and literary oak tree." Sue curtain began to seem a little nervous, eyes dare not look straight at Han Xu.
"That ..."
"Oh, don't ask, you will know after the college entrance examination!" Han wanted to continue asking questions, but was quickly interrupted by Su Mu. "If only I could be in a university with him ... I wonder if he is sure."
"oh? So ... which university do you want to go to? "
"University of Hong Kong." Su Mu raised his head again and looked at the starry sky in the distance. "I want to go to the Chinese department there and become a writer in the future-I guess that must be his first choice."
"Hong Kong University ... oh ... I believe you can do it. I wish you success. "
"I also wish you success." Su Mu said sincerely with a smile.
Under the night, the playground is very quiet, and Han Xu and Su Mu are perfectly integrated into this silence. Stars dot the night like wild flowers, and the clouds that blend with Xia Zi stop there. Seeing the clouds, the crescent moon in midsummer shyly shows its sharp teeth, such as lotus flowers in the pond and hibiscus in the water. Cicada is singing everywhere, telling the story of youth in midsummer. I don't know when, fireflies gathered from a distance, as if the stars in the sky fell into the air, and surrounded Han Xu and Su Mu in the center. This night, there are starry sky, crescent moon, fireflies and cicadas. Teenagers and girls sit side by side, and poems are engraved in youth and distance. ...
"Ding-dong-"
"Come, come." Han Xu opened the door in a hurry.
"Hello, your admission notice." The postman smiled and handed out an envelope.
"Oh, thank you." Han Xu took the envelope, took it back to his room and opened it: Chinese Department of HKU.
"Yes, yes!" Han Xu was so excited that he wanted to shout, but he didn't shout out after all. He opened the drawer and took out the paper that should have been sent a year ago, leaving tears of excitement. He solemnly folded the poem, put it in an envelope with the admission notice and sent it to Su Mu.
? ……
A day later, the postman delivered the envelope.
"Your envelope."
"Oh, ok, thank you." Sue curtain took the envelope and went back to her room to open it. There is a notice from the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong and another page:
When dreams and romance are intertwined,
The wind is blowing.
Chords in spring
I heard the silence deep in the jungle.
Then, start looking forward to it
An unexpected encounter with sika deer
I wish I could have a field.
I can put down my bags and welcome the sunrise.
Sing your name out loud;
Snuggle up against the guitar
The strings are rippling in the sun.
Slowly rippling out your face
Then, borrow a crayon from Xia Yun
The sky is painted with rainbows, and the grass with sheep.
Proved to be the joy of dream germination
Not a short-term pursuit
When you look up at the sky,
The geese returning to the north landed on the new branches.
I hid in the clouds and glanced at you quietly.
Then quietly hide your head in the clouds.
Between dandelion and the earth
I am a young story.
When umbrella-shaped seeds
The moment I almost passed by.
You are a sudden breeze.
Never forget why you started, and your mission will be completed.
Then I should go through the process quickly.
Romance never dies.
The end of everything is the best beginning.
The flowers are hidden in the fog.
The heart is still beating in the morning sun.
Life has to go somewhere.
You are my poem and the distance.
?
At the same time, Han Xu also received an envelope.
"Strange, whose is it?" Han Xu returned to the room, muttered to open, there is Su Mu's admission notice from the Chinese Department of the University of Hong Kong, and there is another page:
You can not answer, you can keep silent.
Blink, some things I know are hard to say.
You see, dawn is a time when love and hate are intertwined.
Unexpected opportunity
I want to use my time as a pen.
Carve a short happiness in your heart
You are the first thing I shouted when I woke up.
Chaoyang said, don't hesitate about youth.
There is always expectation in life.
I am willing to wait for poetry and the distance.