The composition "Sunny Day" in the new concept contest seems to be the third time, so I can't remember it clearly.

Anyway, I decided to move. I thought I would live here until I was old, and then I was sent to an ambulance and died in the ominous sound of "It's over, it's over …", but I still kept thinking about my house and the window of my old house. But I'm really touched. I didn't tell Enron the news. I should have informed him, but I died safely.

When summer is about to give up, I am still sitting at home blowing cold wind and remembering the past years. I think of every incoherent afternoon I spent safely. At this time, I didn't think that one day, I would move and leave a small house with sunshine all the time.

Enron would walk back and forth in the house, panting impulsively and saying, no, too much. There is too much sunshine here.

Not good?

Of course. On the surface, it will only tan you, but in essence it will make you subconsciously dependent and inseparable from it. Oh, today is really a sunny day, sunny day, sunny day. ...

Enron son thoughtfully quietly sat down and stared at the blue sky. The sun was so dazzling that he had to squeeze out tears.

I have to admit that we all love the blue sky. It's just that his love is stronger than mine, and he will choose to completely melt in the bright blue, while I just respect and wait and see.

~ ~ ~ I only look up at the sky when I miss sunny days most, and often, it is either snow or snow.

We lay on our backs on the floor like two dying lives. Sometimes I like this feeling, quiet and harmonious, as if everything is still. I can think. And more often, I think the world is very big, and Enron and I are only standing at the farthest two points. Although we each have the scenery of half the world, the wind blowing from a speechless stranger still scares me, scares me.

I'm going to the bathroom. Do you have a book?

I picked up Cayuca's novel and chose Enron, which was specially prepared for him, because he said that my toilet was very comfortable and suitable for reading. I never thought about it. Later, he only looked at Kaga cards.

I always remember the reason why I swore for the first time: "I once went in safely for more than an hour, and I urged him nearly ten times without success." I was cursed alive: fuck! Enron, can you fucking come out? Come out and drink two bites of honey! "

In an instant, a voice floated inside: Youtian, what are you awesome? I'm waiting, I'm almost finished!

What he means is that he will be finished soon!

When he came out of the toilet, I was washing my pants in the bathroom. He asked me why I didn't go, and I said, no, it's solved.

My Selected Novels of Cayuca are full of uneven marks left by water stains. Enron said that he accidentally fell into the toilet once. But I came here safely every time, and I never left when I went to the bathroom.

Once I wore ten gloves to turn over a book, and I accidentally smelled the salty smell of the ocean faintly left in this page. There was a thick water vapor coming at me, like someone's tears and someone's heart.

Sunny day:

This is the first snow this winter, as white as jade. I still remember that you said it would snow in the sky because God forgot to wash his hair and dandruff fell off, so there was snow on the ground. Now that I think of this sentence, it seems like a lifetime ago. Time really separated us, and the days when we couldn't meet each other slowly piled up. I want to tell you that I'm fine and Enron is fine, but he's a little weird.

He started reading Kayuka and put down all his books. I saw him read the verdict over and over again, speculating without thinking. I began to miss the simple happiness when I was a child. At that time, during military training, you would talk about all kinds of beautiful women in class in the middle of the night, and when you heard someone stirring in the lower berth, you would shout at the waves. Next thing you know, you should be punished. Who told you that the man standing in the lower berth was an instructor?

When I was young, we hid in my sunny home and discussed the next plan to skip class. You play football and I visit the bookstore. But why did you all give up playing football today? ……

We watched the movie "Forget Wei Jia" with TV, a * * * seven movies, tossing and turning. In the Spring Festival of 2004, Wong Kar-wai's new film will be staged, but it didn't wait.

Enron will sit alone on the windowsill and watch The True Story of Teddy Boy. Sometimes you can vaguely smell the pungent smell of smoke and gentle sobbing.

In this constantly circulating world, we are like walking into a revolving door, and we don't know where to start and where to end.

We cut off the root and kept looking. Enron accompanied him to tears with a smoke bomb in his hand. That is the loneliest gesture I have ever seen.

Sunny day:

I have blue hair, but it's only pointed, and I'm beginning to feel blue. Enron said that your mother has been in good spirits recently and her attitude towards him has eased a little. But on a sunny day, Enron is still alone. Once he went to the stadium, but your former friend kicked him out. That day, he smoked a whole pack of cigarettes. ...

On that day, we once again talked about the lonely Jewish writer Kayoka in Austria, and we talked about the end of the revision. He repeated sadly: Mom and Dad, I have always loved you.

But who will love me? Mirena said that Kayuka was the only naked person in a group of people wearing clothes. How can such a person live in the sight of others? I wander on the edge of this world, but I can never escape an evil pursuit. Will someone love me one day?

I lay on the floor pretending to sleep, holding my face with my slender fingers and leaving the room gently.

Enron. I love you.

I still fell asleep. I dreamed that I cried and my tears fell all over the floor.

On a sunny day, I remembered your riddle, saying that you kissed a beautiful girl safely in the bright sunshine and typed a work by agatha christie. Think about it.

You Tian said "evil under the sun". The answer is correct. The guy called him a pig's head. ...

Quiet sky. Enron often lies on the floor like this, calling my name for no reason.

"What? Let's kiss. "

"What?"

"{Kissing."

"who?"

"We?"

"yes."

"all right."

Get up safely, and close my eyes slowly when I get close to him. As a result, our noses collided. We opened our eyes and confronted each other at close range. At this moment, I sadly found that the distance of 0.00 cm could not be crossed.

"Youtian, you are really a special person."

"Why?"

"German physiologist Guptan believes that most people will involuntarily turn their heads to the right when kissing, and you just turn left."

"Why?"

"The embryo in the uterus is human, and the head naturally leans to the right."

"Why?"

"This is a habit."

"How about going left?"

"Youtian, you are a girl with a hard mouth!"

…………

You are recalling the past in a very uncomfortable way. My heart hurts, but my mouth doesn't relax at all. Do you think you are well disguised? Idiot! He died on a sunny day, dead!

I saw Enron crying crazily. He kept shaking me like an earthquake. I thought I would be strong, but Enron gradually blurred in my eyes. His black jeans and red shirt, as well as dyed dark blue hair, seem to imply an inescapable fate, leading us to struggle to leave. Yes, I died on a sunny day. He died in an accident that year, just an accident.

Since then, Enron has no friends, like an irrational knight. And I still don't know which year he got lost in loneliness, or whether he was trying to keep an attitude of erin brockovich. There is only a lonely smile on his face.

In fact, in my heart, Enron will always be an impregnable fortress. He stood still, armed to the teeth. I always have a feeling of disappointment. He has always been a figure, a figure, and never looks back.

I remember we used to sit together and write a book. There is golden sunshine flowing outside the window, blue transparency in the sky, and the old sunshine shuttling. Maybe we all hang an unbearable pain on a thin piece of paper. I thought I was different from Enron. Unexpectedly, when I was lonely, everyone was the same. We all wrote at the beginning of the suicide note: "This day can't pass." The only difference is that I drew a big exclamation mark at the end, while Enron only clicked a simple standard period.

Then he turned his back on me and wrote for a whole afternoon without saying a word. I can't know exactly what he is writing, but I suddenly feel that he will write longer and longer.

Everyone except me thinks that Enron must be responsible for the death on sunny days.

Once I heard two juniors talking about it in the school mailroom:

I heard that the captain of our school football team is very sunny. ...

That man is dead. He died playing football with his teammates. Heart attack.

How could a woman? Still playing heart disease?

Men have never found out. But that day he felt uncomfortable in his chest and didn't want to play. As a result, one dragged him down safely. Finally something happened. He died before he got to the hospital.

Don't you know that sunny days are uncomfortable and safe? Hum, if I am sunny, I will never forgive Enron!

The man heard that he finally lay on the early ground on a sunny day, dragging Enron, as if still smiling at him.

I sat on my back with them, thinking of smiling faces on sunny days, and my heart began to ache. I never understood why he laughed. I remember that the sun was dazzling that day, my eyes swelled with pain, and then tears came out. I was in a trance, and I smiled sadly when I saw the sunny day.

And the "unforgivability" of my two brothers and sisters is beyond their comprehension. How can you care after all this time? Besides, besides, they must not know that he has died safely.

Last time I saw Enron, he drank a lot, but the more he drank, the more sober he became. He said a lot of gobbledygook and so on, which I couldn't understand.

Sit safely on the windowsill and look out of the window.

I went to see that man yesterday. He often says this and smiles at him on sunny days.

I won't see his mother again. I have no place for her to play. I called everywhere. Youtian, do you think this world doesn't meet my requirements or I don't meet the requirements of this world?

Yoda, I'm afraid I've walked so many roads, but no one can make me feel like going back.

One day, no one said to me, Enron, I need your help.

Youtian, I'm going crazy.

I looked at Enron and listened to his heartbreaking inquiry, having nothing to say. The result of such questioning is ultimately from one kind of loss to another. What can I say?

Youtian, everyone has a weak side. I'm glad to show it to you.

Sunlight squeezed in through the cracks in the glass window and sprinkled on the ground without dust, as beautiful as pearls. I haven't cleaned the glass since winter.

How can your cup be so dirty? Windows should be transparent. You need a lot of sunshine.

But you said it was not good.

Did I mention that? Forgot.

Then he died peacefully. Died downstairs in my house. He was 18 years old the day he died. I remember him saying that he would be responsible for everything he did when he was an adult. Because everyone taught him that, but what did he do?

For my safe death, I was questioned many times by the police uncle. Later, I heard that there was a sentence missing from Enron's suicide note, and everything was clear. But some people say that Enron committed suicide for fear of sin. Some people say that he can't escape the condemnation of conscience. Others said, maybe, maybe, maybe you killed him.

Shit. If those guys are willing to shut up, I'd rather die for world peace.

At that moment, I finally understood the lingering sadness in my eyes after a long smile on a sunny day. He is so sober-what cruel fate condemnation his death will bring to another life.

The quiet sky has no tears. Suddenly, she wondered whether her classmates still couldn't forgive an unfortunate and lonely soul. After all, death cannot be experienced and witnessed, and everyone is in awe of it. However, why can't people forgive an innocent mind ferryman while he is still alive?

When winter was almost full, I received a package with a small embroidered copper key and a small locked box.

I opened it in surprise, and for a moment I felt as if I were in BC. There is only a neatly torn post-it note inside. Very neatly written:

posthumous papers

This day is impossible.

The ending is a quiet full stop.

I decided to move on this day. Leave the sunshine cabin.

I was walking down the street with a box in my arms. I didn't look back. There are red clouds in the sky. I think it will be sunny tomorrow.

Sunny day:

Enron. He's dead.

Do you still remember the day when I was at home on the fourteenth floor and we huddled on the windowsill to bask in the sun? At that time, Enron was or was. He fell in love with the blue sky and decided to stay in it forever. We laughed at his naivety, but he was. After he cleaned the proportional window for me, he jumped out of that window. He kept smiling at me. Really. As real as your smile three years ago.

On a sunny day, our happiness can last forever.

The face before falling safely hides loneliness and anxiety. He left me such an unshirkable responsibility. His face melted into unbreakable blue. I stayed in a corner where I couldn't see the sun and didn't think about him. I seem to see the back of Xu Zi when he turned to leave his mother's villa in The Story of Teddy Boy. Enron knew that there were many eyes staring at him behind him, but he would never look back. He just wants to love the world, and since they don't give him a chance, he won't give them a chance.

I pretend to be a child, regardless of the future, carefree and simple. However, the heavy time machine is still playing with my memories that have no edges and corners for the time being, making them highlight the signs of repetition. I doubt whether I will jump out of such a window one day to vent my anger, but I must think it over before, because I only have one chance in my life.

The world is out of order, happiness and happiness are different, and happiness and happiness only intersect without unity. Alienated understanding, intimate indifference, no love. I tried to save Enron between two pages, but in the end I failed.

On a sunny day, I finally understood the loneliness of Enron. People are such animals, when they are in a group, even if they are interdependent because they can't get rid of dependence, they will be stronger; And when they are alone, simple loneliness will make them so easily forgotten by years.

I cried on a sunny day. Maybe you will laugh and cry.

If you see Enron on a sunny day, please give him my regards.

Enron, if the whole world is crazy about you, will you still be lonely?

Youtian

Written on a sunny day in 2003 1 1 month 1 day,

But in a trance, I feel sad at night.

Is this it?