Mario and Nini

Everyone has a period of sadness, trying to hide it, but shattered glass.

Youth photo album-we are all good children.

Text/Mu Xue

? I'm still don goo goo.

? ( 1)

? Sometimes, I really envy those who can live in peace and know how to cherish before leaving. After all, not everyone can learn.

? I have dreamed of becoming a hero with resilience since I was a child. Similarly, I also want to be a woman who kills the rich and helps the poor. However, practice has proved that these two methods are not feasible. So, in junior high school, I turned all my dreams into a very practical idea, that is, to be a bad boy. Well, I'm not just thinking about it. I have been working hard in this direction.

From childhood to junior high school, I have always been obedient, not quarreling, not causing trouble, that is: good. Generally speaking, others fight with me. I ran home crying and told my dad with grievances. Then my dad gave me another beating and warned me: Don't tell me if I lose next time. Really useless! Because I am young, I can't beat others, so I always suppress myself. I always think that when I grow up, I will know many buddies and bully those who have bullied me one by one, but this wish has never come true.

So when I was in junior high school, I met a large group of buddies who didn't know how to play and called each other brothers. We form gangs, make waves, are afraid of chaos in the world, and stay in internet cafes or run around on weekends under various excuses. Of course, we also had a decent relationship at that time. The friends I met are not close, but they are also a bunch of loyal friends. We were friends then. I am a scholar, named Lexus, and I behave like a robber. I should have been my type at that time. I think girls are like this. When I was a child, I always thought that when I grew up, I would find a boy who looked like a tree and was twice as proud when I pulled it down. His girl friends is very envious. His family background is excellent, so don't worry about anything. He is also very self-motivated and decathlon, which is very good to me. At that time, I was convinced that there was such a person in the world. He didn't find me and I didn't meet him. We all stay in a corner of the world, waiting for each other, waiting for each other to arrive as scheduled, but I don't know that there has never been such a person in this world. Hehe, get to the point. I thought at that time that He Lingzhi, a large group of people, was still alone. He doesn't wander around like others. It makes me have an impulse to step on my feet every time I see it. They all like playing basketball, but he doesn't. He watches them play every time. I once naively asked him, "Why don't you play basketball?" Look, they are all playing! "He said with a smile," Not really ",but the next day, I saw him standing awkwardly on the basketball court, watching the basketball fly around innocently, at a loss. I was really touched at that time, and later I said to him, "You are really not fit to play basketball." He also smiled awkwardly and said, "It's not appropriate. "I think that no matter what kind of feelings, it is worth nostalgia.

At that time, we didn't bring our mobile phones, so we did something that might seem vulgar now, but it was extremely romantic at that time: writing letters. The only thing I am interested in in in class is writing letters or replying to others. At that time, a group of friends had a good time in class and their seats were all connected. So at that time, we often saw such a scene. As the only constant protagonist on the podium, the teacher sings his monologue day after day. We children occasionally look up at the teacher in our busy schedule to cooperate. Now that I think about it, it is really a negative time. At that time, the days were conceited and ostentatious, and the world was not optimistic, but I didn't think much at that time. I kept the letter in a small box at that time, and it all ended because of the damn letter, the letter I accidentally left on the table, and the letter my parents accidentally read. I was calm at that time, but I felt very sorry for them. Their eyes have always been smart and wise. I can understand what they did when they were beyond recognition. That night, I was punished by kneeling on the ground and quietly listening to them give me a lesson on thinking. It is worth mentioning that I didn't cry. Finally, my dad left a message: Do it yourself. Personal feelings can be abandoned by everyone, but parents can't be disappointed. Our class teacher at that time also saw that I was wrong and often called me to the office. So, under all kinds of blows, I began to write that letter called "Desperate Letter". I remember crying at that time, but the ending was not very vigorous, so I let nature take its course. I am alienated from that group of people and study with peace of mind. Every time I see them from a distance at school, I learn to make a detour. After all, I am uneasy. You see, I have always been a kind-hearted child.

The story of this group of people has come to an end. It's time to talk about their glorious deeds. In our own class, I also have many friends who have a good time, such as Zhou Ji, Ye Fei, Gong Wen, Wei Xinjiang and so on. Relatively speaking, these friends are still relatively civilized. We spent a very warm time together, but to my dismay, I want to write now.

And I, too, am developing in a good direction and starting to become a "good boy". Perhaps, I have never succeeded in getting bad, or Li Bala is right: bad is innate, no matter how you learn, you can't learn.

I was busy in junior high school, but I wrote it in a few words. There is still a feeling of regret after writing.

Sometimes, I really envy those who can live in peace and know how to cherish before leaving. After all, not everyone can learn.

(2)

Life is enriched day by day in constant hope and disappointment, in faint sadness and joy, in a little understanding and a little ignorance.

Israel Airlines later said to me, I can't tell you. You look like a good girl. I didn't expect you to be on pins and needles at your age in junior high school. You really can't judge a book by its cover. Haha, I laughed. Speaking of him, it was high school. Yihang is my primary school classmate, which is strange to say. We are in the same class in primary school and junior high school, but we have never been in touch. But after high school, because of a group of classmates, we became familiar with him. There are many people like Zhou Ji, Ye Fei, Wei Xinjiang, Wen, and so on. But the good news is that our high school relationship is stronger than junior high school. Zhou Ji junior high school was transferred to our class because of an accident. Later, the relationship has been very good, and later, there is still a source to talk about. Because of him, I met Feng Luo and Feng Luo. I probably forgot how I met him, and my first impression of him was almost forgotten. Only later he was transferred to another place, but later, the relationship changed. They are all brothers I met in junior high school. When it comes to recognizing our younger brother, it was really a big hobby at that time. I really hope that I can pair all the people I know in the world with my brothers and sisters. These two brothers, Ye Fei, have always been very kind to me and are my best friends in junior high school. There are many stories between us, which I have treasured since junior high school and senior high school. Since fate has given me a chance to start over, I will never give up. Because of them, I met Xiao Li, a very serious child. In addition, I gradually became familiar with Israel Airlines. I believe in fate and cherish it. We have so many friends and unforgettable memories. In high school, I was always stuck in a pile of books, but everyone who knows me knows that I have a restless heart and there is nothing I can do.

? I don't know if junior high school exhausted my crazy energy, or if there was too much madness in senior high school to make me unable to write. In front of that high school with many stories, I actually feel that there is nothing to remember. I worked hard and thought it over. What I remember most are those friends, their vivid appearance.

Perhaps, at that time in high school, we have grown up and matured, and like to think. We will never be as heartless as junior high school, but in the end we are not as free and happy as at that time. Well, on the contrary, we get together more frequently after the college entrance examination, almost every holiday. Let's talk about this party I still like three-dimensional rings, and I've always wanted to play them. Thank you for your hard work.

I often refer to this group of people as my "friends", because although they are still gangsters, I know that one day, they will become responsible and responsible good children. We are all good children, and I always believe that, so don't let me down. In addition to this group of friends, there are a group of sisters who play well in my high school class: Wen and Zhong. Besides, there are always good ones, such as Xiao Qi, Su Jing, Zhao Chen, Han Yi and Moki Xu. Although I have been scattered all over the world since the college entrance examination, I am still very happy to make so many such good friends.

In addition, it is worth mentioning that my master and apprentice left four. I probably forgot the reason why I recognized Master at the beginning, but I clearly remember that once, when I came back from dinner, I called to Master in public, so my wise master SHEN WOO also replied loudly: Wukong. I was sweating like a pig, and I really wanted to dig a hole and bury myself. In this way, I had Master and Wukong, and then Pig and Friar Sand. I vaguely remember a Tathagata and several monsters, hehe, what a great joy.

I don't know how to describe my memories of high school, those good old days, those teenagers who are drifting away, those teenagers who wear fresh clothes and ride angry horses, those papers full of handwriting, and those whispers.

? When I was a teenager, I made a loud confession in front of the person I liked. I like your loud voice. I'm not afraid of anything.

? As an adult, I held the hand of the person I like and wanted to say, I really appreciate you being here, but when I looked into his eyes, I buried this sentence in my heart. Finally, I didn't say it until he quit my life for some reason.

? When we grow up, have we all lost our ignorance and fearless loneliness? I'm a little disappointed.

? I always feel that many opportunities are fleeting. There are so many people passing by us in the street every day, and they are all strangers. Others, even though we are thousands of miles apart, can always meet.

? After high school, I have kept a proper distance from many people, because I know I am stupid, I trust others easily, and I am easily hurt. My defense against the world has never been opened. What should I do? I have to wrap myself in a thick shell, which is as hard as my heart.

? I really want to trust someone. Seeing him when I am tired will make me feel that there is still a clean dream in the messy world. I've never been happy. I want to be happy, not the kind of hysterical clamor to learn to be happy. Happiness should be a very peaceful quality, not carefully created, not cultivated, not faked.

Looking back on high school now, I always have mixed feelings. May be like writing, fell in love with sad words, but also from then on.

I don't know if you are like me. In the busy three years of high school, although you repeated the muddled days, unconsciously, a love has taken root in your heart. Unfortunately, we often learn from the past and it takes a long time to realize it. At the same time, we let it flourish and eventually get out of control. It would be great if we had a little ability to predict the future.

However, only days are enriched day by day in constant expectation and disappointment, in light sadness and light joy, in a little understanding and a little ignorance.

But I am often grateful for this experience and result, because it gave me one thing. I thought for a long time and finally came up with such a word, which is "feelings". Well, that's the word, a feeling of sadness and joy. Thank you.

(3)

? Repeatedly mentioning that intentional vacuuming is blasphemy.

? What the hell is going on? Be brave.

? I always hear the word "understanding" recently. I remember Gong Wenzi often said that about me in junior high school. My mother has always said recently: how did the child suddenly become virtuous! Oh, my god Xianhui? That's right! Say I am considerate, Xiao Yan always says: You are considerate to everyone except me. Ha ha, this, where to start?

? When it comes to Xiao Yan, we must start from the first day of the preparatory course. He was the first person I met when I entered the preparatory school. As he said, he waited at the school gate for so long just to wait for me. Unfortunately, I went in and out so many times, never for him.

? At that time, he was a sophomore, always calm and fearless. You will feel very safe standing beside him. There are many things you don't have to worry about. Yes, I have always been an insecure child. Besides, the summer vacation after the college entrance examination, I did nothing but sadness and despair, so I was eager to devote myself to another life, but who knows how scared I am when I face the new environment alone. For a long time, I longed for Xiao Yan's asylum. I don't think about anything. I follow him all day with my head empty. However, some things always happen unprepared when we are unprepared, and it is too late to realize it.

? Xiao Yan confessed to me with a serious face, and I also refused him with a serious face. At the same time, I also wonder, is there a pure friendship between men and women in this world? After all, we can't go back to that time when we were children. When I was a child, my friend of the opposite sex took my hand and blushed and said, I like you. I also turned around, blushing, and answered word by word: Oh, I see, then, then can we still be good friends? He said: Of course! So I became very happy.

? After making clear the relationship, I was depressed for a long time. Many times, I hate my hindsight and always seem stupid. I really hate this feeling. Although I am not a distinct person, I still have a clear line between likes and dislikes. I have too many memories that I can touch and can't touch.

? I don't want others to think that I am a restless person, but it seems that I have been playing such a restless role. You see, others tortured me to death, and I tortured others to death. However, none of them is ever fair.

? However, Xiao Yan is much more serious than I thought. He once said seriously, he said: I tell you, I just like you, and you don't need any burden, as long as I am good to you, you don't need to get in the way. You are lonely, you need protection, and you don't need guilt, because I volunteered, and I know you don't like me. I was speechless after listening to it. There are really more stupid people than me.

? I am not a particularly diligent person, and I am not very talented. I do everything wholeheartedly, just to look back in a few days and have no regrets. I have done a lot of stupid things for this principle, and I don't know if it is worth it.

? Just like loving someone, I will try my best to love. As for whether I can get a response, I certainly hope to get a response, but if I can't get it, I will still love.

? I really don't want to complain about anything. If loss equals gain, I shouldn't complain about anything, but I will still be unwilling. This is also our nature. What you get will constantly remind you of what you have lost, what you are happy about and what you are sad about.

? Preparatory school, well, besides these, there are many things worth cherishing. The most noteworthy person is my dearest old man (disgusting), who is watching the girl forwarding right now. Hehe, this is character. It is estimated that everyone who has read my article knows that I will often mention this person, and this person is the person I met in the preparatory school. It's good to have her around, about the past.

? I've always been afraid of memories. I mean, if I only have memories, what I cherish will scare me. But I always remember. Xiao Yan always said that I was a child living in the past. Hehe, it's not that serious. I am also a child living in the present, and I have to learn to live in the future.

? I remember reading a sentence in a book: No matter how deeply you are hurt, there will always be someone who forgives all the difficulties caused by your previous life. This is what I want to say to those who have been hurt by love, and what I want to say to myself, but seriously, I don't believe it myself. If, if, I can really meet such a person sometime in the future, I must go up and tell him: Where have you been all these years? Do you know how long I have been waiting for you?

? Well, repeating it is blasphemy.

? Many times, I feel sorry, but feeling sorry is also a kind of happiness, because there are still things that make you feel sorry.