Xianer's Lyric Prose

In the second semester of Senior Two, the classroom is full of students' commotion before school. When I was moving the book downstairs, I bumped into Xianer coming up from below, only to see her sad face, a delicate and touching look, and her attitude was more charming and romantic than before. I don't know what makes our lively and lovely fairy feel so sad. I can only feel sorry for her in my heart, but I can't ask her what happened in person.

I went back to the dormitory instead of the classroom. I am alone in the dormitory. The summer vacation started after school that day, and I'm going home. The dormitory faces a large square lawn on campus, where many students of this class hang out, play cards or make jokes. What worries me most is that she is like a fluttering butterfly shuttling between classmates. Her lively personality has not changed because of a moment of sadness. She has become a lively flying butterfly again. How I wish I was a member of the court, mingled with them, and maybe I was lucky enough to get Xianer, a beautiful butterfly, to visit me from time to time. However, at that time, I was a loner and only enjoyed the loneliness of being out of the group. Later, a classmate who was as unsociable as me tasted the loneliness of the dormitory with me. Listening to Jacky Cheung's "Kiss Goodbye" and the laughter from the students on the lawn below the dormitory (especially Xianer's laughter), I can't help but be reluctant to leave Xianer for the coming summer vacation.

Another semester has come, and we have entered senior three. Soon after the new semester started, I somehow became a different person, and I was no longer as unhappy as I was last semester. I became cheerful and active, sometimes funny and sometimes funny, making my classmates laugh all the time. Sometimes, in class, they make trouble humorously and make the teachers laugh. Why is there such a change? In fact, if I knew my classmate in the first semester of senior two, he would understand my change very well, because I already had such a funny talent at that time. Xianer must have appreciated my humor, because A Xing and I, good friends at that time, often told each other some jokes every day, and she must have been influenced. Moreover, the second year of high school is not happy next semester, and Xianer must be very puzzled. I saw this change in my eyes, and Xianer was very happy about it.

During this period, Xianer borrowed music tapes from me twice, once when she first came to the classroom for a nap. The tapes she borrowed include Emil Wakin Chau's Flower Heart, Jacky Cheung's Kiss Goodbye and Li Chunbo's Xiao Fang. Xianer just borrowed this tape, but the girl who played the song "Fragile Woman" in the class mentioned above came to borrow it from me again. I only said it was borrowed by Xianer, and the girl went home disappointed.

At that time, I felt proud and proud, active temperament, active words, and wholeheartedly relaxed, which seemed to pave the way for the two emotional entanglements I experienced. If a person is depressed and bored, the goddess of love will not pay attention to him, and love will be like a cloud on the horizon. When the peach blossom came, that is, when the spring breeze was in full swing, he came with several piles, which made people overwhelmed and overwhelmed. That's what happened to me then. I fell in love twice in less than a month. If I hadn't been afraid of being called a playboy, I would have been in love more than twice. However, I didn't grasp these two loves in the end, and the peach blossom luck turned into a peach blossom robbery. This is another story.

I had a subtle love relationship with Xianer, not long after I was active. Whenever I accidentally say something' hilarious' and make everyone laugh, Xianer will give me a bright smile and throw me a smile of admiration and encouragement. When I touch her eyes and see that she is so happy and loving, I will be even more elated and even reckless. Fairy, the love between her eyebrows is transmitted to my heart, and I will give it back to her, letting her know that I love her and pity her, but the two of us are flirting with each other, not naked and obvious. We belong to the category of heart-to-heart communication. What's more, we are senior three, the college entrance examination is just around the corner, and puppy love is a taboo, so we have to secretly express our good feelings by suggesting.

Once again, after I played Vivian Chow's "Love for Love's sake" in class, she borrowed a tape from me, but what she borrowed was not the tape I just played, but a famous guzheng tape I used to play in the classroom in physical education class. I don't understand why she did it. Moreover, I found that as soon as I played Crazy for Love, Xianer seemed to be struck by lightning, and she seemed to hear the sound of nature there. I know she was so moved by this song that she was in a trance. Maybe this song expresses a kind of lovesickness and unrequited love. For example, you don't ask in the lyrics, you don't know how to cherish it, and you often look at me sad because you are used to my tears. I also saw Xianer listening and leaning her head on the desk, as if crying. This touches my heart even more. It is not difficult to see that I was moved by this song, so I deliberately put it out in public to share the emotion brought by this song with you. Seriously, I don't know how many times a person has listened to this song repeatedly, and every time I listen to it, I am moved into a daze.

At the end of the song, I walked to the end of the classroom and took back the small tape recorder. Back to my seat, Xianer's note came, asking to borrow my box of guzheng music. She sits two seats away from me, and I can usually see her every move. But the last time I went home, I happened to leave that box of zither music at home. I just want to pass a note and tell her the truth and ask her if she wants to borrow the tape of Vivian Chow's infatuation with love that I just played. She said yes. I lent her the tape.

After lunch the day I lent the tape to Xianer, I walked out of the classroom and went back to the dormitory. When passing by the campus, I saw Xianer walking towards the teaching building. I saw her very sad, with headphones in her ears and a white earphone cord hanging on her chest. I can't help but say hello to the sad one, which I have never done before. I wonder if she looks so sad because she listened to the tape I lent her. But in the end, it is not known. This reminds me of her sad face when I met her on the stairs last semester. The expression is so similar to this one. But I don't even know why. There is only a feeling of pity for jade in my heart.