Writing in Lonely A Girl Without Sorrow

In the year when Luoluo and Diyin first met, they were both in a small class in kindergarten. Many years later, Luo Luo still remembers crying and refusing to get off her mother's car. A girl stepped forward with a smile and said, "Sister, this plasticine is for you." It is this sentence that not only makes Luoluo obediently get off her mother's car, but also makes a pair of good friends in the world.

Diyin is half a year older than Luoluo. Luoluo has always regarded Diyin as her sister, but Luoluo never said it, but silently called it in her heart. Naughty boys bully Luo Luo, and the flute always stands up for her. After many years, Luo Luo still feels warm in retrospect.

The two girls' homes are very close, so they play together every day: riding a tricycle together, digging out the nest of ants together, and building a big snowman together after the heavy snow in winter. Looking at the snowman, Luo Luo asked, "When can we grow as tall as a snowman?" The flute said, "When we grow up, we will naturally become very tall." "Then when will we grow up?" "Soon."

In primary school, two people are in the same class.

The flute is still taking care of Luoluo like a sister. After school, the flute will help Luoluo to be on duty, and then the two will walk home hand in hand. The difference is that the falling is getting quieter and the flute is getting more and more active. With more and more marks on the rolling paper, flute has become the darling of track and field.

Luo Luo will cry with a 99-point test paper, while the flute will comfort him smartly. Collecting money at school, Luoluo left her money at home and cried. Diyin quietly put her money into her hand, and then ran home to get another one. The teacher blamed her for being late, and Luoluo was dragged back by the flute just as she wanted to speak.

everything seems to have changed, and nothing seems to have changed. When it snows heavily in winter, the flute and Luoluo will still make a big snowman.

In junior high school, Luoluo and Diyin are not in the same class, but in the same school.

Diyin can still rank the class in the sports meeting, and Luoluo can still easily win the first place. "Tingting curled up for more than thirteen years, and cardamom was at the beginning of February." At that age, there are always many memories.

The number of boys in the next class who walked behind the flute gradually increased. One day, Luo Luo said to the flute, "We can go separately after school." Flute looked at Luoluo for a long time and said, "I'm afraid you are lonely." Luoluo smiled.

Later, a classmate was transferred to Luoluo's class, and Luoluo became the second. Luo Luo said, very well, I won't be jealous of him. Only after school every day, Luoluo will stay for the last one to go. When it is dark, she will put the book into her bag and leave the classroom. Every morning, Luo Luo will be the first to get to school for early reading. Do this, not only because of the first Hong, but also because Zheng Jie, Relieved, Xiaofei ... A large group of people are chasing behind.

when Luo Luo was very happy, Jing Er, the deskmate, whispered, "I always thought you were hardworking, but you are also good at playing." Luo Luo thought: Of course. Luoluo's front desk can tell crosstalk, of course, he can tell jokes, and Luoluo will laugh impudently. Sitting behind Luoluo is Cong, who drags Luoluo's long hair every day. In a rage, Luo Luo picked up a pair of scissors and pointed them at Cong. "What are you doing?" Cong thinks you don't have to ruin your good future for such a trivial matter. A Cong's bad friend Ji Liang ran over to persuade Luo Luo not to be impulsive: "Think about your bright future, is it worthwhile to get angry with such a villain?" Luo Luo smiled at Ji Liang, and his hands fell. By the time JiLiang and Satoshi opened their eyes, Satoshi had a bunch of black hair on his desk. Since then, the long hair has become short hair. Everyone was surprised and booed.

Luoluo's car broke down, so she rode her mother's car, only to find that she couldn't lock it when she got to school. Do you want to wait? How long will it take? Luoluo was unwilling, but none of her classmates had come yet, and no one could help her. Vaguely, she saw a figure. What a coincidence, it was Ah Hong. "I can't lock the car. Can you do me a favor?" As far as I can remember, Luo Luo hasn't spoken to Ah Hong on his own initiative, except for his study problems. "good." Ah Hong handed the key to Luo Luo. "Is there anything else?" "I can't unlock it either. Can you open it for me after school?" "Miss, why don't you just say let me help you ride your car home?" "I don't mind."

Luo Luo was the last one to leave the classroom after school in the evening. When I came to the parking lot, I remembered that I couldn't unlock the lock and complained. A voice behind her said, "Miss, can I help you?" On that day, Ah Hong was Luoluo's savior.

Zheng Jie is a very introverted person, relieved on the contrary, very cheerful. It happened that these two people were close friends. I don't know why, Luo Luo saw them and suddenly thought of himself and the flute. Luoluo likes to ask her classmates for advice. Besides Ah Hong, she also asks others, like Relieved, but she never asks Zheng Jie. It's not that she doesn't want to, but that she dare not. Jinger said that Zheng Jie never talks to girls because she thinks they are annoying. Luo Luo believes that because she saw Zheng Jie and Ah Hong, Relieved and Ji Liang laughing happily when they were together. Luo Luo asked with relief: "Do you go to school with Zheng Jie every day?" "Yes, the two of us live very close, and we have been friends since childhood." Luoluo smiled faintly: "I envy you so much." Relieved, I was surprised: "Aren't you and the flute in the next class such good friends?" "How do you know? Do you know the flute? " "I don't know, but Zheng Jie told me so."

Zheng Jie? He'll know about me and flute? Luoluo hasn't been home from school with Diyin for a long time, just talking and laughing and eating snacks during recess. Luoluo gradually learned something about Ahong. She knew that his father had passed away very early, and his mother was at home farming for him to study. He doesn't need sympathy, Luo Luo thinks so.

"Do you know the flute?" Luoluo never thought that it was such a sentence to ask Zheng Jie. "know." Zheng Jie still doesn't look up. "How do you know her?" "Who doesn't know the famous beauty in the whole grade?" Zheng Jie finally looked up and told Luo Luo with a smile. "She is my good friend." Luoluo said with pride. "I know." "How do you know?" "I don't know." Zheng Jie got up and left. The first round is over. "Murphy ..." Luoluo wondered whether Zheng Jie was one of the boys in the next class behind the flute, and she didn't want to know.

"You, come and answer this question." The teacher lit the fall with her hand. Luo Luo stood up, thought for a long time, smiled and said, "Sorry, teacher, I can't." The teacher is helpless. After Luoluo sat down, Jinger asked, "Really? You can't even know this? " Luoluo still smiles: "No isno." She wondered herself, but she didn't wonder why she couldn't answer the question, but why she didn't cry and laughed. After class, she was still thinking about this problem and bumped into someone while walking. When I looked up, it was Zheng Jie. "Ha ha, I'm sorry." "You shouldn't fail that question in class." This sentence again. "But I just can't." Luoluo is still justified. Zheng Jie threw her a book: "This question has. See for yourself. "

Luo Luo is so proud that he has never turned over any reference books other than textbooks. Looking up again, Zheng Jie is gone. Instead, the students around her looked at her with strange eyes. "What's wrong?" Luo Luo asked the relief of coming. "Nothing, it's just that everyone knows that Zheng Jie's books are never lent out, including me." Then he walked away with a wry smile.

Luo Luo remembers losing her temper with Zheng Jie when she returned the book. The reason is that she can't remember clearly. I only remember yelling loudly at that time, while Zheng Jie looked at her without saying a word and smiled until she felt wronged. Luo Luo feels that Zheng Jie is more mature than herself, and she also knows that she lost. Not only the ups and downs, but everyone feels that Zheng Jie is changing: he will listen to a person quietly and patiently, even though that person usually talks too much nonsense; He is willing to spend time with a person playing on the playground, although that person has always used the swing as a bench; He will be satisfied to watch a person eat snacks, even though that person has reached the point where he can't bear snacks. That man is Luo Luo.

Luo Luo found that A Hong often helped others with their homework, and then changed snacks in this way. At first, Luo Luo felt that Ah Hong was looked down upon, but later she forgave him: he should have the right to choose his own lifestyle. What's more, he has such a growing experience.

After the snow, the snowman with falling and flute sounds piled up again. Looking at the snowman, Luo Luo said, "I don't want to grow up."

On her birthday, Zheng Jie gave Luoluo a scarf and put it on herself. A few years later, Luo Luo remembered that he said, "In fact, children born in winter are very afraid of the cold." He also said: "I like watching stars very much. The stars in winter are beautiful."

After the grades are down, Ah Hong still takes the first place, and falls to the second place. Diyin has been famous for a long time, so Luoluo tried not to talk to her about the exam. But she saw Zheng Jie ask her with a dignified expression: "Your strength is only the second?" She looked up at him: "What do you think?"

that day, as soon as Luo Luo entered the classroom, he saw a large group of people huddled together. Jinger told her that the teacher scolded Ah Hong severely because he helped others with their homework more than once. Now hung is packing, and he says he won't read. The classmates around him are trying to persuade him, but it's useless. Luo Luo squeezed in and saw Ah Hong filling his schoolbag one by one. "Don't be like this, will you? Don't be impulsive, will you?" Luo Luo shouted. The conflicting voices are gone, and everyone is watching the abnormal ups and downs. Hung looked up and saw his red eyes, obviously he had just cried. He said, "Leave me alone." Continue to clean up, and suddenly grab his arm: "Why don't I care about you? You are my competitor. ..... "Luoluo forgot what she said that day, but she remembered that she never let go that day, because she knew that if she let go, she might be the first in the future, but she would feel guilty all her life.

At noon, A Hong refused to go to dinner, and Shi Ran, A Cong, Ji Liang and others gathered around the table to persuade him. Luoluo walked over with bread, and she saw Zheng Jie still holding his hands crossed and silent, but relieved and so on were thirsty. Luoluo put the bread on Ahong's desk and heard someone leave behind him. Luoluo saw the unnatural expression of relief and knew who the person who left was.

In the next exam, Ahong won the first place, and fell to the third place. The second place was Zheng Jie. "Is this your strength?" Zheng Jie still asks. "What do you think?" Luoluo looked up and smiled at Zheng Jie, but what she saw was Zheng Jie's sneer. This is the last time she saw his expressive face. Looking at his back, Luo Luo knew that no one would have the patience to listen to her nonsense, no one would sit around with her on the swing, and no one would tolerate her eating snacks in packs. Of course, no one will tie a scarf for her in cold winter. I will become strong and smile, but she feels tears slipping down her face.

The dull days passed away with their youth.

In high school, Luoluo and Diyin are not in the same school, but they are still in the same city. Fall into the key, but the flute is not, she went to B. When Luoluo received the notice of A, she gave Ahong a punch with excitement. And she saw that hung's notice was in B. "Why?" "In fact, it's all the same." Yes, he can go to college anywhere. Later, Luo Luo realized that the two middle schools were actually different. At least, the charges are quite different.

Diyin and Luoluo can't go to school together anymore. There are still so-called "love letters" from unknown boys on the desk of the flute every day, but the flute always laughs and throws them away. "Why?" Luoluo asked the flute.

A boy told a girl that he had always liked someone, but that person didn't know it. The girl asked, what does this have to do with me? The boy said, this person is you. The girl smiled, which is so cliche. But the boy said sincerely, please give me three years, and I will try my best to make myself better. Three years later, I'll call you again.

The girl is a flute and the boy is Ji Liang. This is unexpected. She doesn't know how Ji Liang and Di Yin met, and she doesn't know when Ji Liang looked for Di Yin. "You know what day it will be three years later." Fall and walk behind the flute. "yes." Luoluo can't see the expression of flute. That year, they were freshmen.

Luo Luo was not surprised when she saw Zheng Jie in A. She stepped forward and said, "Hello. What class are you in? " Zheng Jie didn't look back and gently said a number. After three years, Luoluo had already forgotten this figure, only remembering that she didn't see Zheng Jie's expression at that time, or that Zheng Jie didn't have any expression at that time. He walked straight ahead, and Luoluo was soon left behind. Luoluo still remembers that she was once left behind, but Zheng Jie will stop after walking out of a distance, turn around and smile at her, and wait for her to catch up. This time he never stopped, and he hesitated whether it was necessary to catch up. In the end, she slowed down, and the distance between them grew bigger and bigger, until the back of Zheng Jie completely disappeared in the falling sight. What does this distance represent, maybe forever, maybe a lifetime.

Luo Luo listened to the flute and said: A Hong and A Cong are two peerless conceits in B. They sing too well to say, winning a large number of FANS. Relieved, they actually ran to B, and they will see him when Luo Luo goes to school. Every time he smiled and waved to Luoluo, and Luoluo nodded and smiled at him. Ji Liang's performance in A soared, and Luo Luo marveled at how great a person's potential was. In the winter vacation, Diyin and Luoluo met a heavy snow again. They were running in the snow excitedly. Of course, they still made a big snowman. Looking at the snowman, Luoluo said nothing, and the flute didn't say anything. Two people were watching TV at home, and when they saw the film "Little Princess", they both cried.

The school started, and the teacher said that every student must have his own story during the winter vacation. Luoluo stepped onto the platform. She told a lot. She told the story of the snowman. She talked about her tears. She told everyone a passage from The Little Princess: "Every girl is a princess. Maybe she doesn't have beautiful clothes. Maybe she lives in a small attic. Maybe she is not beautiful. Maybe she is not smart. Maybe she is not young, but every girl is a princess." Applause sounded, and the falling eyes were cast out of the window.

Luo Luo also met Jing Er, and Jing Er told her that Zheng Jie still didn't know anyone deeply. When she met her former classmates, she just smiled and never said anything superfluous. Luoluo bowed his head and said nothing. She remembers every time she passed by Zheng Jie, like a stranger who never met, without a smile or expression. The memory of the past flows away with the past time and no longer exists.

It's a long wait, and Luoluo can finally go out and wander around with Diyin every day. Together as bridesmaids for the couple, they took advantage of the evening wind to dispel the anxiety of the day. Two people watched the sunset on the bridge and the running water under the bridge. Luoluo knew that the flute was waiting for someone and a promise. "Has he looked for you?" "No." "Have you looked for him?" "No." "Why?" "In three years, everything will change." The sound of the flute is very light, and Luoluo sees the loneliness and sadness of the flute. Luoluo only heard low songs. It's Emil Wakin Chau's A Girl Without Sorrow.

Luo Luo likes to read Xi Murong's poems, turning from page to page, and feeling the feelings of the woman who likes moonlight, starry sky, summer night and flowers. She lay in bed and looked at the stars in the night sky outside the window. She knows that in this city