The sun like water pour down from the leaves, the sun let the thick leaves on the ground projects can not see the shape or deep or shallow shadow. The sky is boundless blue. Deep blue, blue some dazzling. I look into the distance, there seems to be little what shadow. The birds on the trees and tireless cried. Summer, has been such a long time, but still so strong in summer.
He seems to know this summer, that day, I go to class learning just met her, she rode a monochromatic bike, seemed to smile, I think that is an illusion, a smile. Later, she said, I very much like one of her sister; later, I know that she and I are in the same school, the same class, just know that I am in the primary school to meet her, now that I think of these, some incredible, and this is the so-called fate. Do not know that she is not like me like summer, they say summer for respectively, also suitable for again, this is the beginning of a new semester of A school, the sun is the same as a freshman and many students, this is their first new to report, but I is a special case, because I was a transfer student, I seem to here are the outsider.
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I don't know where I and had many times, and I'm just an indifferent look, in my class dating situation is not good, class can be said to also seems to be the only one of her, she does not know is, I is the world's most people who know him, of course this is something that when she said, "Dear John" two words, not sad, just feel the wooden I is such a person, is not only a matter of how care, facial expression is still very callous, people could not guess look not to wear, but, I did feel indifferent. Later, someone told me a story, perhaps you also heard Oh, is said to have a bird, called the thorn birds, no feet, if you want to keep the flying attitude, we should have been looking for a suitable for a thorn tree, then put the body force into a strain of the longest thorns tip, and the blood of life can only sing sing a song. I am that kind of bird. When she finished at that moment, I realized he was said to me, he is to want to let I don't like the chaos hurt like a hedgehog, in fact, no one knows, in the half turn school before I actually took place what, no darkness, no friends, no family in side, completely in a strange environment, the kind of despair, that cannot withstand a single blow, the feeling is the world throw up feeling, like the fallen angel, that kind of feeling in my life that I don't want to come again for the second time. So, when I know that I can come back, to return to the familiar with all my city, I really good happy, I swear, even let them hate me, also want them to remember me, in this life will not forget everything about me, because I will never forget the pain, like a thorn a bird in order to keep the flying attitude, hurt others, also hurt yourself, even if be the enemy of the world is also not to hesitate to, I will be that kind of person. But why don't you know, I like her smile, that can affect the power of all, that the real Meixinmeifei smile, that kind of open expressions, I still stay in the memory, I seemed to feel that she is the thorn tree, I struggled in it, only to see her smile, but then I've fallen. We go to the desert to see cherry blossoms, chat together today nice animation, talking about dreams, heaven and earth, or organize a team, she called Lan Yaqi snow, I call on the moon, cherry and cherry snow, snow is my most loving things.
I later discovered he is Satan, and then I will thoroughly become a fallen man, parents often complain, said my friend accidentally, but whenever I think of the time when they will feel very happy, I think even the fall, I will not regret it the meeting, if again, we will become very good friends, I often think. The memory of the small he so sorry smile, laugh to let people go crazy, the memory of the small he also liked to play the piano, when she doing in front of the piano, I feel like she is from the spirit of the night, a beautiful and mysterious; the memory of the small he always talk rapidly., always feel that she is completely transparent appear in the eyes of the people, always feel that she seems to have endless talking; the memory of the small he is very popular, both boys and girls all like her very much; the memory of where everything seems to only stay in the memory, the memory of the people let them stay in the memory. |
