May we shine when we can't see each other.

Time flies, time flies, I hope we can all live a wonderful life in the days when we can't see each other, and become what we expect and what we want to be.

Sitting on the train from the north to the south, looking at the young parents and lovely children opposite, I can't help thinking of you. From Grade One to Grade Two, Chen Hao, you have spent eight years of my best youth.

The first time I saw you, it was in the classroom of the first key class of senior one in my alma mater in 2008. You and my sixth grade monitor came into the classroom one after another. She called me at the door, and I saw you following her. It's still very hot in September in the south. Dressed in a purple T-shirt and knee-length jeans, you smiled and made my heart beat faster. I quickly lowered my head. Why haven't I seen this boy before? Is he new here? Up to now, my hair has grown from shoulder-length to waist-length, and I have never turned into an adult, only to find that time has passed so long, but so far, I still remember your appearance when I first saw you, and my heart beats a little faster every time I think about it. Perhaps, when we were young, we didn't know much about feelings, so to ourselves at that time, you were just a male classmate who met once.

A week later, the exam came out and the results came out. There is no doubt that I passed. But the head teacher of the ordinary class is my father's good friend, and he was also very concerned about my study before, so I transferred to the ordinary class and started my junior high school life. In this ordinary classroom, I met Sun Jie, who has been with me for a long time as a friend, and who still makes me feel that life without you is so beautiful. Later, we changed from the same class to the next class, and we often passed each other in the corridor. At that time, I didn't know why you became such an important person in later life.

Many times, because we are young, we think that life is long and the future is far away, so we will always live in the present. What will happen tomorrow? Let's talk about it tomorrow. I have always been a good daughter at home, and I have been in the top three since primary school. Always make it your goal to study hard and attend key high schools and universities, especially junior high schools. As a result, I became a recognized schoolmaster in my class and was often favored by many teachers, which made my learning lens worse. He has a natural good voice and a strong interest in hosting. Since the third grade of primary school, he has been the host of various school literary evenings and the announcer of campus radio stations. He has a good temper and good popularity. I soon became one with my classmates. Because I am young, I have become a little girl and a little sister in my classmates' hearts forever. In this way, I have been completely into the second grade of junior high school.

On the first day of school, after greeting my classmates, I found some new faces in the classroom, including Chen Hao. Isn't he a key class? Why did he come here? Li Yue, a dry friend at the same table, told me that he was transferred from the class. It is said that his father and the head teacher know each other. The young friendship is very simple, and soon we became friends because of our good feelings, and the relationship is also very good. After class, we always joke and fight together.

However, because of a little thing, in the next year or so, we are not strangers, but real strangers. We have never said a word to each other, and we will detour each other when we meet on the road. So far, we haven't figured out what went wrong. I only remember one night, when I was writing to my teacher during my study break, I was suddenly hit by a book. When I turned my right hand with a pen, my strokes broke the paper and my forehead was hurt. I was very angry, so I threw the book whose name I didn't know into the trash can, so the owner of the book quarreled with me, because the owner of the book was innocent, because he was also a victim, and his book. I don't know the whole story, but I lost my temper with innocent people. After this quarrel, we really became the most familiar strangers. In the days that followed, we were silent to each other, but we lived in peace. All this time, we entered the third grade. In order to improve the online rate of key high schools, the school changed our strict class teacher. A good friend who didn't pass the exam found the abnormal relationship between us, so she wanted to be a peacemaker and bridge the gap between us, because she thought it was a pity that we lost a pure friendship when we were young. Finally, with her efforts, we slowly communicated and put down the misunderstanding. It's really a wonderful thing to bury the hatchet when there is one sixth left in junior high school. During that time, I felt that the whole person was full of energy, and things went smoothly, and the mock exam also made a lot of progress. The teacher talked to me and said that I have a great possibility of being admitted to a listed key high school. I must keep in good condition, just hold my horses and make steady progress.

On the way I have been working hard for my goal, a stone in my heart fell to the ground, which aroused ripples and affected my long life.

Because the relationship has eased and there have been more exchanges. During the time before the emergence of smart phones, we added QQ to each other and left our mobile phone numbers. On the evening after school, I just finished reading, washed and got ready for bed. My mobile phone rang, reminding me that there is a short message. Now that I think about it, if I hadn't seen that message, maybe everything would have been different. After reading it, I understood the meaning of the message owner. He thinks I'm the girl she likes, and he doesn't know why. He just wants to tell me that I hope we can be together. To tell the truth, I have received such messages before, but I will reply directly and tell them that we are friends and will always be friends. This time, I hesitated inexplicably. Later, I turned off my cell phone and slept in bed, but I didn't fall asleep. I always see the same face in my mind. After tossing and turning many times, I finally gave up, sat up again, turned on the bedside light and read a book. I look very depressed. Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I thought I would continue to do the problem and do it. Finally, I fell asleep at my desk.

So I slept all night, got up at dawn, packed my things and went to school. Seeing the mobile phone at the bedside, I decided not to take it, so I ran away and waited until I thought about it. As soon as I entered the classroom, my eyes collided. I quickly buried my head and went to my seat, took out my textbook and began to read early. Passing notes seems to be something that every middle school student will do. The people who pass notes are agreed upon and will be honest, and they will never peek at the contents of the notes. There was another one on my desk, so I asked who to give it to and said it was for me. When I opened it, it was actually written by Chen Hao: Let's go after school. I have something to ask you. I didn't know how to answer, so I folded it up and put it in my desk pocket to continue reading. However, I couldn't concentrate because of the short message last night. With this note, I didn't remember what I read in the morning reading. I was in a daze all morning, but fortunately the teacher didn't call my name to let me answer questions. Finally, after school, as soon as the teacher walked out of the classroom, I went out with my bag on my back, thinking that we wouldn't go together without it. However, before I reached the school gate, I was stopped by the voice behind me and had to accept my fate. In order to get rid of this situation as soon as possible, I spoke first: I'm glad to make friends with you. The mid-term exam is coming. Come on, let's get into a good middle school. You will meet better people in the future.

Perhaps, you will think that this is the end, however, the story has just begun from here.

I thought I could stop at my friend after I made it clear, but we underestimated his persistence in things. Since then, I have received his diary-like text messages and endless goodnight before going to bed every day. I don't know if it was a coincidence or a deliberate act. We will meet at the last intersection from home to school almost every day for the next two weeks, and then we will walk into school side by side. For a long time, our classmates thought we were dating and often played similar jokes. Slowly, I seem to be used to walking into the classroom with him in the morning. Finally, one day after a month, I think I like this sunny and persistent boy. So, I replied to his short message at the first time: Let's try. I don't know his face on the other side of the phone. I was even more nervous when I saw that the short message was sent successfully. Half a minute later, the phone rang, because my parents' room was opposite, so I hung up and sent a short message: Go to bed early and talk about it at school tomorrow. I know that at the last moment of junior high school, I shouldn't let other things distract me, but I just want to try once and not let my junior high school life leave regrets.

If I can predict the future and know everything in the future, then maybe I won't send that message, and then nothing will happen. We are still friends, and we can still keep in touch, not break off contact.

Later, we changed seats together and walked together at the same table for almost two months. In those days, you were very kind to me, bought breakfast, took a rest after class, stopped burying your head in doing problems, and smiled at me at my desk. Every time you get the result of the mock exam, you will give me a reward and take me to run and relax for half a day every Sunday. You will tell me many stories about your childhood. Will tell me during the break that you have planned my future.

However, the good times are always short-lived, and two months later, the entrance examination in the district will begin. On Friday night, my father said he had something to tell me. I feel very uneasy and think my father must know something. Dad told me seriously that he knew early that he thought I wouldn't make any out-of-line choices in the final stage, so he left me to make my own decisions, but I didn't expect that I would make a surprise choice, so he felt it necessary to talk to me. Dad said a lot and told me politely that puppy love is not allowed. If you want to stop it in time, you must understand me.

I just didn't expect that a short message really broke our contact in the next few years. The next morning, I walked into the classroom, and your questioning eyes made me afraid to look straight. All I can do is bury myself in this problem. Every day after that, seeing you is a torment for me, because I feel very guilty, and that invisible pressure has been with me. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry

Even so, you are still very kind to me. Go to another school for physical examination, you will prepare water, band-aid and glucose syrup for me, and you will cheer me up. Because of the low rank, you have been waiting for me and taking me home. Now that I think about it, I am still grateful and excited, and my mouth will rise unconsciously.

The senior high school entrance examination in June finally arrived as scheduled, and we sent encouraging messages to each other the night before the exam. After the Chinese exam, we walked on the road together, exchanged exams, and agreed to enter the same high school and enter the same university. At that time, we always thought that we could plan the future on our own, so we had such a beautiful agreement. If we know that things are unpredictable, maybe we won't make promises easily.

Because the score line has increased a lot, we are all a little behind the key high schools, but we can still make up the difference as school choice students and become one of them. I didn't get in because of my strength, and I felt very bad. The more people who may often fail, the stronger my self-esteem will be. Dad took me to register, but I honestly said that I didn't want to enter this middle school bought with money at all. So, regardless of the opposition of the whole family, I chose an ordinary school close to home, but far exceeding the score of more than 200 points, and spent three years in high school here.

You chose to choose a school, so we started here and became parallel lines. After that, we all changed our mobile phones, made new friends, made new circles, started a new life in different environments, and worked hard for our university. In this way, we lost touch, and I only know your recent situation from my classmates occasionally.

With the high score of the senior high school entrance examination, I entered the key class directly, and because of my parents' relationship, I was particularly concerned by the teachers. Because the study in high school affects the choice of university, I go all out every day and never let my parents worry about my study. I also think that we can enter the same university after three years. At that time, I must appear in front of you again in the best way. With such a mood, I will always live my high school life as the number one in the two years when I lost contact with you. Thinking about your weekend, I will always go to the place where I went with you, hoping to see you again. However, every time will be a disappointing ending. The city with a population of 100,000 is not big at all, but we really haven't met again in these two years.

In my second year of high school, because the arts and sciences have to be divided into subjects, I have been focusing on the arts, and I have been doing well in the key classes of the arts. In order to improve the enrollment rate, the school also transferred music students who have a higher probability of being admitted to the undergraduate course to the class. Here, I turned down another person. I told him that I met someone who agreed to enter the same university, and I hope we are just friends. You know, you have become the only person in my heart who wants to be together. Because they are not you, they will not hesitate to refuse.

Later, senior three came into my life, with endless exercises, endless papers, an alarm clock at five o'clock every morning, and two days' holiday a month. Senior three is destined to be a busy year. Every time I feel that I can't keep going, I will think of you and think that I can be admitted to the same university with you if I work harder. Things are always changeable. Your high school classmates transferred to my class and occasionally told me about your recent situation. At the end of the second year of high school, you were caught climbing over the wall and surfing the Internet at night. The school informed your parents to take you home for two weeks. Later, you were transferred to the worst class for smoking and playing cards. Hearing this, I feel very disappointed and have a lot of doubts about you. Are you still the teenager I used to know?

Thinking about the end of the college entrance examination, I should take the initiative to contact you and fill in the same university with you. We haven't met or contacted each other for three years. I don't know if you have changed, if there is another person around you, and everything about you, I have no way of knowing. When the college entrance examination results came out, the whole family was very happy. I can enter a university that my parents chose in Xi 'an a long time ago. The school is very good, close to home, so I filled in my volunteers and chose their favorite major, but I forgot to ask my opinion. I was used to living according to my parents' plan, and finally I didn't show any opposition.

August is the day of parting. Students will say goodbye to each other, miss high school together, and then spread their arms, looking forward to the next life and welcoming another life journey of their own.

Suddenly I received a phone call from a junior high school classmate and invited me to attend her graduation party. Until now, I remember that day. Without warning, at first, you appeared, with slightly hot hair, dark brown and white T-shirts and jeans, smiling all the way in my direction. I didn't know you were coming, so I was a little surprised. Long time no see, you said, and then sat down next to me, my heart beat a lot faster. When we first met three years later, you were no longer a teenager, but more mature and energetic. I got a call from my teacher halfway and asked me to go to school to help him fill out some forms. I had to leave early, but I forgot to leave your phone number, which has made me very angry so far. We haven't crossed paths since. My friend told me that you didn't go to college and went to a college in Chongqing.

After that, we really lost touch. However, since when and why have we become like this? We still can't understand it, and we feel very sad every time we think about it.

Over the years, every Spring Festival, you will leave me a Happy New Year on the message board in my QQ space, but rarely chat with me. Every time, you always leave me a message on the message board when I make up my mind to forget you, and then stir up a thousand waves in my heart. Every time I think of you, I feel close, but far away, and I can never reach out. During the Spring Festival of 20 16, you wrote on my message board: You are a warm woman, and I believe happiness will come as scheduled. However, do you know what I want to be happy? Maybe you are the happiness I am looking for.

I've always wanted to go to that city, your school and the place where you live and study with you many times. Take the road you have traveled, see the scenery you have seen, and breathe the air of the same city as you. Because a person falls in love with a city, because that city has you, so he wants to arrive. But I'm afraid to arrive, but I have many concerns about wanting to see it. I'm a sophomore, but I still don't have the courage to go to the city with you.

Later, Chen Hao found out that we had known each other for a long time and separated for a long time. From the first time we met, we have known each other for eight years and been together for two months, but I miss the whole five years after you separated. Few five years of youth can be used to wait for an uncertain person, but I have waited for you for so long. Do you think I am really stupid?

We haven't seen each other for many years after parting, but every time I think of you, the way you waved and smiled at me in the sunny playground in early spring is not blurred in my mind because of the passage of time, but it is still as clear as before.

Boy in the sunshine, are you all right now? Will you think of me on a sunny day? Time flies, time flies, I hope we can all live a wonderful life in the days when we can't see each other, and become what we expect and what we want to be.