The season when the wind blows is a faint feeling. In the process of growing up quietly, the willows are blown green, the flowers are blown open, my heart is blown heavy, and I have to turn around and count the dust that has fallen.

( 1)

In 2005, I was 20 years old. Before the arrival of the solstice summer, my father and I walked into the university auditorium with joy. Youth smells like the wind, and I also have youth, so I also smell like the wind. Otherwise, why do people always say that I grew up like the wind? Father's back is hunched, and his clothes are not as bright as those of city people. Maybe we are just another group in the eyes of those city people. There are no ups and downs in the freshman days, but they are exactly the same: reporting for duty, paying fees, sitting in the dormitory with things, looking at the students from different regions, little H speaks loudly and is very funny; Little J Shuai Shuai, but very thin; Little m has a long beard and looks scary; Xiao Pang, as the name implies, should weigh more than 200 kilograms. Little C said little, just sat there quietly. They all looked at me with strange eyes, a foreigner from the mountains. My father greeted them, and I sat there quietly making my bed. It's warm when the sun shines on the bedside.

(2)

"Everything has a price, and the price of happiness is pain." Reading Zhang Xiaoxian's fables, I spent more than a month in college. University life is like this: happy and painful, so I walk on the path I know by heart every day, wandering between libraries, teaching buildings, canteens and dormitories. Little H's girlfriend has changed again. I don't know which one. I really admire him for having so much energy to deal with many girls. I am used to watching the sunrise and sunset every day, but I am still alone in the crowded crowd. Many times I like to sit in the corner, wipe away the clouds in my eyes and stop the river from flooding. The bridge on campus always spans the lakeshore, and one day I walked on it and thought of Broken Blue Bridge. So I stopped at the bridge to watch the lake rippling, trying to find some feeling of Vivien Leigh's disappearance. However, some people are destined to wait for others, and some people are destined to be waited. I think if Vivien Leigh waited a little longer, I'm afraid the result would not be like this.

Little m's beard has grown again, but he lies in bed every day, lazily waiting for the sun to wake him up. Maybe he is used to this kind of day and ignores our advice. He often puts forward a bunch of philosophies: "am I also learning?" You don't know that Wei Gena found the mainland drifting in bed. " We sighed helplessly. It seems that he is really hopeless.

(3)

One day in early autumn, on a cold night, memories came slowly. I was sitting in the classroom watching San Mao's Love in the Sahara and Zhang Ailing's Half-Life, and the song "Thesky'sMemory" sounded in my ear, so I fell asleep. In my dream, I saw Sanmao, Jose, the Gobi Desert full of sunshine, and the bundle of stockings. I woke up crying in a big mess and went to the cinema alone. The sadness of Titanic was being shown. When Jack and Ruth stood at the bow, their skirts danced with the wind. When Jack watched the sunset on the horizon with Ruth in his arms, the picture was deeply fixed in his memory. I unconsciously remembered the song Myheartwillgoon, which shocked my heart.

When I came out of the cinema, the wind blew over my shoulder and it was very cold. Everyone around you left in twos and threes. The boy took the girl's hand and the girl took the boy's arm. Suddenly found himself so afraid of loneliness. So on lonely days, I like reading books and writing words that only I can understand. Every day in the tossing and turning time, busy with school community work, temporarily forget loneliness, so that they have a peaceful mind.

(4)

Last night, I watched Jin Yong's "The Condor Heroes" and the eternal romance between Yang Guo and Little Dragon Girl under the lamp. Suddenly I thought of myself and wanted to ask myself: where is my little dragon girl? So I told Linlin what I thought. She said, "It seems that you should have a girlfriend to take care of you." I smiled and said, "OK", but even I lost confidence when I said it. Will there be?

Zhang Xiaoxian once said, "If you like someone, there will be no pain. Loving someone may have a long pain. "

In a blink of an eye, it is near the end of the year, but the weather is extremely cold. Occasionally it snows, which arouses my excitement. That night, my tutor came back with the joy of falling snow. Along the way, I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky in the soft halo, which was more elegant and crystal clear in the night. I looked up and let the snow fall on my face. It's cool, and I try to breathe out hot air. The falling snow immediately rose into the air and then landed again. A few snowflakes touch the eyebrows, and the world looks hazy. I called Linlin at night to tell her my surprise. She said that I hit my head on a pig and was playing with snow in such a cold day, but I could still hear some envy from her tone.

(5)

I don't know when I began to like to talk to Linlin about my worries. Maybe my world has some kind of faint melancholy waiting for sustenance. However, I like the feeling of Linlin very much. Even if her name is written on the Apple with a column "personals" beside it, she is not angry enough. The hat is stuffed with orange peel and candy paper, but I still can't do anything about her. ...

Life is so bumpy. During that time, I sometimes felt that I could spend it arm in arm, but at the beginning, we all knew that it would end, so we turned to each other and pulled away from sigh and lingering.

Think carefully, love is really a multiple-choice question, sometimes you think it is right, but the result is wrong; You know that some answers are wrong, or you should avoid them at a distance. What you have to choose in the end is actually the final answer. This answer clearly tells you that none of the above answers is correct.

(6)

2006 is destined to be a sad season.

That night, I sat in bed and watched Blue Sky by Jing M Guo again. There was a beautiful sadness between the bright lines. He said that youth without laughter is incomplete, and youth without tears is incomplete. Since I am destined to laugh and cry loudly, I prefer to sing like Ni Ruisi: Let it come, and I will sing with the wind.

Days flow aimlessly back and forth, just like autumn leaves in the wind. Every leaf is a fragment of life, recording the joys and sorrows. There are endless trees in my university, so Linlin and I always walk under those green trees like overflowing lakes. Counting the days, Linlin and I have known each other for almost a year. Our laughter and tears, like water soaked in a sponge, have dissolved into the boundless darkness. Little J often looks at us with ambiguous eyes, as if we owe him something.

10 years1On the night of October 20th, it seemed that the sun was shining. Hui and I sat by the lake watching the stars. I haven't spoken for a long time. "Let's break up." Hui said simply, her voice is very nice. "Why?" "Too tired, no reason." I smiled faintly, but I couldn't see everything in front of me. Maybe it's getting dark.

(7)

2006 is destined to be a sad season.

Birthday and Christmas, we are together for no reason. Too many friends, too much wine, too many lights in front. It was dark to push a cup for a change. Xiao M growled mercilessly. Xiao Pang sat on the sofa and gulped down beer. Linlin was lying on the sofa, his face was red. Xiao J sang "Don't come back in autumn" with a microphone, and something bright overflowed in his eyes. This is a sad night. I poured a full glass of wine and gulped it down. Through the glass, I could vaguely see Linlin's tearful face. It may be over before it starts.

The next day, little m left. He said that such a day does not belong to him, and he should have his own life. So he turned and left with his luggage, left our friends and went to Peking University to realize his dream. We were still doing our own thing the day we sent him away. Maybe there are so many places around us that only when someone leaves will someone enter. However, this seems a bit cruel.

The second one left was little J. He gave his future to New Zealand, a foreign land that needed to cross the ocean. Watching the plane take off, little H didn't speak. Soon, there was news that little H was going to Peking University.

I said goodbye to most people in 2006.

(8)

After listening to "PrettyHatemachine" for a summer, one day I suddenly heard Qiu Chan humming, and it was already late autumn when I pinched my fingers. The red maple leaf is like a watercolor painting suddenly dotted with a few drops of blood, so harsh. I stepped on the fallen leaves covered with paths and looked straight into the distance. This year, I counted the people around me leaving one by one, watched myself grow up, and gradually made more new friends around me. So once loneliness was like a fly, driven away by a strong oxtail, and the excitement came back. After a busy year, Xiao C finally has a girlfriend to meet. "Loneliness is not innate, but starts from the moment you fall in love with someone." Little C always promised to educate me with Zhang Xiaoxian's words, as if he had understood the true meaning of love.

The taste of love is often overwhelming. Since Xiao C has a girlfriend, we seldom see him again. Sometimes we ask each other and go our separate ways. I'm still doodling. Some people say that people who deal with words are nervous. I'm not a person who deals with words, but I get nervous sometimes. The fat man's world is really colorful. World of Warcraft for a while, CS for a while, and a hand tour in the fantasy empire for a while. Anyway, I'm busy. Every time I see him sitting in front of the computer, I really admire that elegance.

Maybe I'm a loser this year. My singing is not as good as Xiao H, my looks are not as handsome as Xiao J, my computer is not as good as fatty, and my love is not as lucky as Xiao C, hehe, what year is this night in 2006?

(9)

Linlin said that I was suitable for being a friend, but not for being a boyfriend. Xiao C said that I am a boy who won't let any girls have ideas. When he said this, Xiao C looked like he was gloating. It seems that you have seen through me, there is no doubt about it. Looking at that ostentatious expression, I almost hit his pig's head with a piece of tofu. But when you think about it, it still makes sense. So in order to pay homage to the lost love, I wrote a short article "TheLove, NeverForgetForever", but I didn't expect to win the first prize in the campus network essay contest. It was really unexpected. Maybe this is what I call the lost corner.

Sitting in front of the screen watching League A in the evening, the fat man came in and tuned the channel: "Watching China football is like slow motion in a movie, without passion." So I watched the European Championship with Fatty and Xiao C. Ronaldinho's fantastic footwork fascinated us, but he accidentally lost a goal. We fell asleep peacefully.

( 10)

I am a person who hates the wind. Before I came to Jinzhou, my classmates said that I only played it twice a year. I am secretly happy. However, I didn't know I was cheated until I arrived in Jincheng. It was a big mistake: Jinzhou did blow twice a year, but every time it blew the first half of the year. Standing in the wind, I said to the wind, why don't you stay in one place? But the wind replied, if I were still, I wouldn't be called the wind.

Maybe my world and my friends come and go like the wind, and there are too many regrets and surprises in that season. I am in love and lovelorn, my friends have gone and come again, and there are many unexpected happy events waiting for me, but I just don't know them for the time being.

"Beauty, beauty turned and walked a long way, and only a moment of youth flowed in the world." Linlin cocked his head and looked at me solemnly. I smiled evenly, only to see Linlin's moist eyes under her long eyelashes beautiful and melancholy. One cloudy day not long after, Linlin and I were walking on the west street of the campus. It's the middle of winter, but the street corner is still very lively, familiar with the smell of meat, suffocating heat and desperate cries. We walked like this without any language. I was alone when I came, and I was inseparable when I went.

I still choose to leave, just like little M and little J bid farewell to familiar people. I said to Linlin that day: Don't cry, I have been to your world, although you have never liked me. When I said this, I deliberately smiled easily, as if the drunk was still calling me not drunk and deceiving myself. When I left, I left Linlin, leaving only one figure. I'm afraid others will see me cry in the future.

In fact, I know that I like Linlin for a long time. I often indulge in the memories of 7 months and 20 days, but she came to my world from the future, so I have to choose to leave.

Maybe Rene Liu sang well: Some people are gone once they miss it.

postscript

On New Year's Day, 2007, I shared the taste of Chinese New Year with my family. My mother and sister are busy cooking, my father takes care of the fat sheep, and I lie in bed dreaming a long time ago or how long later. In the new year, I still have a lot of things to do, waiting for the moment to realize my wish.

In the evening, I watched the Spring Festival party in Liaotai, and a song "Dong Fangbubai" sang the momentum of Chinese people. And this past year should be a beautiful scene, so the growing season smells mature. Whether 2006 is sad, happy, apart or together, I will go on.

In 2007, I hope everyone and I can have a fresh start. This year, I was twenty-two years old.