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Chapter 6 five

Star.moon.sun 徐速 2057Words 2023-02-05
In the autumn of that year, we both entered the high school in the provincial capital, and I was still boarding on campus, while Qiumen lived in her aunt's house. This school has always been strict with the discipline of male and female students.Therefore, apart from meeting in the classroom, we seldom have the opportunity to talk for a long time. At first, Tyumen might have been waiting for my approach.But seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, she took the initiative to invite her aunt to invite me to her house for dinner on a Sunday, giving us a chance to have a deep talk. We are close relatives, and we hung out together since we were young, so Qiuming and I got to know each other very well within a short period of time; we talked about our vague childhood memories, but we were quite harmonious.But when her aunt mentioned our future relationship intentionally or unintentionally, Qiuming was very generous, but I felt an inexplicable trouble in my heart.

Originally, the stage of entering high school from junior high school was an important watershed in the course of study.In the course, it also gradually changed from simple to complicated; it seemed to touch the mighty river from a narrow and dark ditch.Physiologically, it is the most important milestone in a young person's life. It seems to end the ignorance of childhood and ignorance, and clearly see the bright and brilliant prospects of adolescence.However, when I personally experienced this new stage, I got different results from other students. In the field of knowledge, I am increasingly alienated from natural science and rigid mathematical formulas, in order to make up for the emotional emptiness!I gradually came into contact with the realm of literature, and even eager to knock on the door of philosophy.I lost the enthusiasm for credits in junior high school, and I hid in the library every day, immersing myself in the realm of poets and philosophers such as Shelley, Byron, Homer, and Nietzsche.

In the course of my life, I also lost the normality of ordinary young people; I have no passionate emotions, no beautiful fantasies, and even a little bit of innocence and liveliness in my childhood has disappeared.It is dull and lonely all day long, much like a veteran returning from a hard battle, leaving only a tired and aging heart. why?A few good classmates all looked at me with strange eyes, maybe they had been whispering a long time ago.why?If they asked me this question, perhaps I would not be able to explain it myself. The mood was getting worse and worse, and it gradually affected my relationship with Qiumen.In the first school year, I still kept an inseparable attitude with her. In the second year, I gradually alienated her. In the third year, I simply seldom went to her aunt's house.Sometimes, seeing my classmates jumping happily on the court, I was bored and wandered into the campus.

The campus is a remote place, far away from our classrooms and dormitories, and beyond the low walls are the rice fields of the farmers.There are few precious flowers and plants planted in the garden, but there are many plants for specimen research.The only good thing is that it is surrounded by locust trees, and in summer, the green leaves are shady, and the sound of cicadas is intermittent. There are many stone benches under the trees, which is a good place for us to recite English in the morning; Someone went, maybe it was just me running there for a walk. After a long time, my secret action was also discovered by several classmates who cared about me.On a cold night, they followed me secretly, appearing on this pasture like detectives.

Xu!A classmate named Zhang Youhua called me by my surname kindly. This is probably because our school was influenced by the foreign atmosphere, and some students like to call each other by only their surnames.Then he asked me gently: Why did you come here alone in the middle of the night? there is nothing?I raised my head and gave him a cold look. explain!Why?The impatient Shen Chao shook my shoulder. look at the stars!I pointed to the sky and said to him. Looking at the stars?Yang Ziyun, the smartest little man in our class, immediately became suspicious: We really want to know what the stars are thinking.

I bow my head. Don't be childish, let's go back!Zhang Youhua and Shen Chao pulled me up together. No!But Yang Ziyun stopped them and said to me very solemnly: Xu!Forgive our presumption, I want to tell you a word! good!I sat on the stone bench again, staring blankly at the sky. I might be able to guess a bit! I believe in your cleverness and wisdom! Then I can say that the stars may symbolize a person, a woman, a girl who makes you miss! I still didn't move, Zhang Youhua and Shen Chao looked at him in surprise. However, Yang Ziyun said in a firm tone: Jianbai!You should love the moon more!

moon?Zhang Youhua wondered: Does the moon also symbolize a person? Of course, Shen Chao quickly continued: I thought there was only one female classmate in our class, and everyone was like a star, so I guessed it right away. Is it Ma Qiuming?Zhang Youhua couldn't bear it anymore and said to me. I remained silent, thinking of Qiuming's usual form.In the past two or three years, she has indeed attracted attention in our school.Her honest demeanor and gentle appearance have won the love and admiration of many people.In terms of homework, she is not only the best among female classmates, but there are also many male classmates who are far behind. I am one of them.

We all know about your relationship.Yang Ziyun took my hand kindly and said: "Brother Jianbai: No matter in that respect, you are very compatible, and I can see that her feelings for you are sincere.However, you are always so cold, as if you are deliberately avoiding her; moreover, you yourself are becoming more and more withdrawn.Why exactly?So far we have not been able to find out the real reason. I couldn't think of any words to answer him, but when I raised my head, I felt that the vast moonlight was brighter; a few few cold stars, far away from it, seemed to be trembling.I sighed and said sadly: Thank you for your concern for me, don’t talk about the stars and the moon anymore, I think they are all so far away from me and so high; go back, it’s time to sleep!

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