It began to rain outside the window again. The rain is quietly thinking about a gauze like smoke and fog, which surrounds the world.
This wonderful rain. This strange rain is wonderful. It seems to be joking with me. When they were playing happily on the ground, that moment suddenly reminded me of the rain maple that once made me happy. This rain makes me feel the same as explaining my friendship with her. I suddenly remembered the time with her. ...
Rain maple is very delicate, and the five senses of the body are just right. There are a pair of eyes like a pool of autumn water under the long and dense eyelashes, which makes people never tire of seeing them. When she winks at you, you will feel that you are seen through by her, and those eyes seem to have the ability to understand everything; Coupled with cherry-like pink mouth and slender straight legs, people feel that such a girl is not from this world. What is even more incredible is that she is only 10 years old. Except for that cute baby face with a little illusion, her personality and appearance are not owned by a girl of 10, at least 18. There is still melancholy in her deep eyes that doesn't match her age. Yufeng is an incredible girl. I thought so from the first day I met her. Her whole body exudes artistic brilliance and her manners are extraordinary. She is really a perfect person. ...
The day I met Ryan, it was drizzling. Rain seems to be thousands of magical fingers; It seems that there are thousands of strings playing ever-changing sounds. Walking alone in the rain, I met Qiu Feng who also walked alone in the rain. We looked at each other for a while. She smiled and said to me, "We should be good friends, right?" I smiled and said yes. Although we don't know each other, we hit it off. As she said, we became bosom friends with each other. She invited me to her place, and I readily agreed. When I arrived at Yufeng's residence, I took a look. I was not interested in the house, and we had nothing to do, so we talked. I said, "Are your parents often away?" "They live abroad, and I just look around occasionally." "In which country?" "I don't know, they like job-hopping, this is something that can't be helped ..."
Time passed quickly, and soon she said to me, "I have had enough rest here." Yesterday, my mother called me and asked me to go back to France. I want to postpone it. My mother said it was an order ... "After listening to her words, I saw a trace of unspeakable sadness and excitement in Yufeng's bright eyes. After that, she picked up the violin and played a very beautiful tune. This is what I expected. This voice has dissolved into the soul of the violinist, and Ryan's expression is very strange, with a little anger in her melancholy ... After a song ended, she handed me the lyrics of the song without saying anything, and the title was> I still remember the lyrics inside. Ten minutes later, she said to me, "Go to the station to see me off tomorrow!" " When I said this, I saw a little helplessness in her eyes. ...
"Take care of yourself!" I said, "I see, I'll call you." "Time is running out, get on the bus!" I stood on the platform and didn't know what it was like to be lost and disappointed until I couldn't see the rear of the car. Feng is like an out-of-touch ghost, who comes and goes quickly. When she came, she brought infinite joy, and when she went, she brought a kind of unspeakable melancholy and silence.
Time is like the wind, and several spring and autumn have passed without leaving a trace. In the past few years since she left, she was full of expectations for her call at first, but as time went on, this expectation became weaker and weaker. In the year when Yufeng left, she often called, and later her expectations for me decreased. One day, she called me, and the content of the conversation surprised me, but it was also a natural thing, not yet.
"Not bad."
Silence, the air is frozen, I never like this kind of atmosphere, I want to break the deadlock, but I don't know how to say it. Finally, she broke the dying silence.
"We don't seem to have as much to say as before," said Yufeng.
"Yes, I don't know what to say."
"In fact, we should be very clear that we all have our own things to do. We live far apart and are busy with our own affairs. Naturally, there is nothing to say ... "Now that people have said so, I have to say," I'll hang up first. "
"I won't call again. Goodbye. "
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I don't think I lost a friend because of this. She still lives in my memory, but I won't be addicted to it. As Wang Guozhen said, "We always speak with our hearts, and silence is our language. Those eyes express everything, and the most beautiful dialogue is silent ... "
Now that I think about it, the ending is like the lyrics in a song by Yu Fengla. "Suddenly, I'm alone ... because of you, I have good memories ..."
It's still raining outside the window, and the thin rain flower, like floating fog, is white, kissing the face slightly itchy and gently wetting the clothes. Silent rain, silence is better than sound; Funny rain really makes people happy. Sometimes it rains continuously, sometimes it pours and bends. This unpredictable and mysterious rain is like the friendship between Feng and me. Sometimes it is inextricably linked, and sometimes ... But no matter how the rain changes, it will always stop, and so will my friendship with Yufeng. ...
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Memories of childhood in singing.
Time flies, I have become a junior high school student. In a Chinese class, the teacher let us listen to three songs: Childhood, Story of Time and Dark Sky. While listening to the song, I recalled my childhood in the song.
My childhood life is like "waiting for class, waiting for school, waiting for games". In "Childhood", I recall my happy play, happy singing and carefree life. However, my childhood passed quickly and I grew up, so I lost my happy childhood.
When I was a child, I finished all my homework almost every day before I went to school. I have time to watch TV every night and visit my grandparents every week. On holidays, I always put 10 on my homework and have a good time the rest of the time. Now I have grown up and lost my happy life and relaxed study.
Now, my homework is increasing gradually. I can hardly finish a homework before school is over. I finish all my homework at about 10 every night. I went to bed immediately after finishing my homework. Every week, I don't have half a day to come out to see my grandparents. During the holiday, I have little time to play, and the rest of the time is "overwhelmed" by homework. Doing homework in the homework pile all day has made me lose a lot of weight. When I grow up, my happy childhood no longer exists, and I am about to come into contact with a colorful society.
When I was a child, my life was carefree, like a bird flying high, but now I am locked in a cage of homework piles, eating rice grains of knowledge and losing my free life.
I recall my childhood in the song, recalling my happy childhood; I have grown up and am about to start a new life. I grew up, my childhood no longer exists, and I went to the road of growth.