You are my April day

It is a great thing to maintain a warm feeling all the time.

—— "To You Who Want to Cry" by Yataro Matsuura

? NO.1?

Youthful Love

Just like It is the clouds and smoke in April, a little ignorant and lingering;

Like the wind blowing at dusk, blowing into your soft heart little by little;

Like the twinkling of stars in the night sky, unintentional Embellish the darkness;

Like drizzle sprinkled in front of the flowers, feel the bursts of comfort.

On a sunny morning, students in school uniforms were walking through the crowded streets of the city. The crowds were bustling, but they were not as youthful and innocent as they were.

Before I knew it, autumn ushered in the last year of my high school career, my senior year.

The college entrance examination is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, one after another heavy checkpoints. In the end, some people broke through the defense, and some were blocked. Every day, I study hard in order to break through the clouds at that moment. .

The autumn class is a key class in the school, so it is naturally entrusted with important responsibilities. The class teacher gives thousands of reminders and instructions every day, always reminding them of the importance of the last year and the great responsibility they carry. . Most of the classmates are obedient children, and they also want to try their best in the final year to compete for a higher position and a better future.

Qiu Qiu is a special case in this class. Although her grades are not bad, she just doesn’t work hard. The teacher talked to her several times, but she didn’t take it seriously. What she cherishes more in Qiu’s heart is the free and easy time she spent as a student. and get along with classmates.

The heat in summer always makes people feel irritable, and the squeaking fan in the classroom is even more disturbing. The students in the class still lowered their heads to read, occasionally wiping the sweat from their foreheads.

Qiu turned the pen in his hand with interest and looked out the window. The sunshine was so beautiful. Through the clean glass, it shone on the desk of the classmate by the window, reflecting on the thick pile of On the book.

But no one has the leisure to appreciate it. The race against time is a non-stop pursuit at this moment.

Qiu, who had been looking out the window in a daze, was disrupted by two figures. They were the head teacher and a male classmate carrying a schoolbag. They were not wearing school uniforms, but they were neatly dressed.

? NO.2?

"Students, please stop writing in your hands and introduce a new classmate to you." The rough voice of the head teacher broke the silence in the study room. The monotony of rustling paper and pen.

The class teacher waved and asked the new student to introduce himself to the graduating class.

"My name is Xia Zhiyu." It was simple and clear, making the boy with fair skin and sharp edges blush.

The class teacher pointed to the empty seat next to Qiu, "You can sit there first! Students, continue your self-study. The senior year of high school does not wait for anyone." The class teacher never forgets to say this, as if he doesn't If you say that students will forget that you are already a senior high school graduate.

No one seemed interested in this new boy. There was still the sound of turning books in the classroom, and no one wanted to give a little bit of time to a stranger in this busy timeline.

Only in autumn, she was full of curiosity about this new classmate.

There is a touch of handsomeness in his delicate features, and a touch of gentle shyness in his handsome face. Qiu Qiu thought about why this boy transferred to an unfamiliar school in such an important year of high school. There must be something in it. Stories, and autumn loves to listen to stories the most.

In our green years, we always meet many people of all kinds, coming and going, but we are only interested in a certain person. It turns out that all encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation, which makes us so strange and familiar at the same time. .

"Well, these are the key notes given by the teacher during this period. Please copy them." Qiu Qiu spoke first to break the awkward atmosphere of his new deskmate.

Xia Zhiyu was a little surprised. What surprised him might not be that a girl took the initiative to talk to him, but that in the tense atmosphere of the senior year of high school, this girl could still take care of the new male classmates and be willing to take care of them. Share the results of your learning with her.

Xia Zhiyu carefully took the notebook, with elegant and orderly handwriting.

"Thank you!" It was still a humming voice. Qiu smiled, then lowered his head and continued reading.

Many heart-warming moments are the warmth of a small gesture, simple yet precious.

This was the first time Xia Zhiyu felt warm when he came to this city. Even when he saw his mother after riding the train for more than 20 hours, he never felt a trace of the warmth left for him here. Tenderness, now, a girl, a notebook, warmed his heart.

? NO.3 ?

The life of the senior year in high school is like a mountain of books, a tired figure studying hard at the desk, two points and one line, monotonous and lifeless.

But all of this is the accumulation of dreams, so even if you are tired, you will still not stop. The bright guidance ahead is the distance that millions of students want to go to.

No one will give up, not even Xia Zhiyu when her parents divorced, nor Qiu when her grandfather suddenly passed away.

Qiu's parents planned to hide it from her. The college entrance examination was approaching day by day, and they were afraid that Qiu wouldn't be able to bear such a sudden and stormy blow.

Even in the most stressful moments of my senior year, I still spent half a day every weekend in the fall to spend time with my grandpa, talking and playing chess. The time the grandpa and grandson had together was really enviable. So this lie cannot be concealed.

Xia Zhiyu returned to his seat after dinner. When the bell for evening self-study rang, he did not see Qiu Qiu. He finished a self-study class in a daze, without even solving a single math problem.

When Xia Zhiyu found Qiu, she was squatting under the tree next to the playground, holding a cane in her hand, and kept drawing circles on the ground, one by one, quietly. repeated without saying a word.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Xia Zhiyu asked anxiously as if he mustered up a lot of courage.

It was still pitch dark on the playground, and the bell for the second period’s evening self-study rang urgently. He still lowered his head in silence, and kept repeating the movements in his hands.

Xia Zhiyu was a little at a loss, and frowned again, "Can you tell me? It will make you feel more comfortable."

In fact, it has been a while since I came here. Apart from handing over notebooks, Xia Zhiyu and Qiu had little chance to talk. After all, time now is so precious that every second counts, and who is willing to waste the slightest bit on someone they don't know well.

Qiu Qiu stopped, flopped and sat on the ground, curled up, holding her legs tightly with both hands, trembling a little and sobbing non-stop.

Xia Zhiyu was frightened by all the sudden events, so he had to pretend to be calm. He squatted down silently and touched Qiu Qiu lightly with the paper in his hand.

Xia Zhiyu didn't know how to comfort this trembling girl, but just said lightly: "Do you want to hear my story?"

I heard that you can listen to stories. Divert one's attention, because when you are just a bystander, all the sadness doesn't hurt so much.

Qiu Qiu listened to Xia Zhiyu telling his story in an understatement. It turned out that it was because of his parents' divorce that he left his former campus and came to the city where his mother settled.

"I've been wondering why my parents can't persevere like other high school parents." Xia Zhiyu sneered, a little disdainful, a little calm.

Qiu Qiu didn’t know how to speak, so she just sniffed twice, maybe because of the painful crying just now, but also because of the slight chill of the night at this moment.

"Go back. Your family also wants you to be strong. The college entrance examination is really important." The girl's words made things worse.

In a dark night, two restless souls warmed each other with each other's sadness. Even if time flies, this moment is worth remembering.

Xia Zhiyu suddenly stopped and without looking back at Qiu, who had been following behind him, he said firmly and forcefully: "Your grandpa also hopes that you will be admitted to the university of your dreams."

Qiu Qiu suddenly felt sore at the words of this shy boy, but she took a deep breath and held back.

Many times, when we are young, we don’t quite understand the meaning of death. We just know that a person who can be seen whenever he wants will never be seen again. When we miss him, we can only look up at the stars and wish that love. The people become the companions of the stars.

After attending my grandfather’s funeral in the fall, I was sent back to school by my parents before I could sort out the dream-like rush of reality. All the instructions are still the same, last but not least, you must stick to it.

Qiu nodded vigorously. This promise was not only to her parents, but also to her late grandfather and her future self.

Xia Zhiyu and Qiu didn't have any more communication. Occasionally they just exchanged notes and learned from each other. They worked harder on each other, and even the head teacher was a little surprised by Qiu's changes.

We always have to go through some things to grow up. We never want to disappoint those who love us, both before and now.

Qiu Qiu and Xia Zhiyu became silent comrades, knowing each other's little secrets and encouraging each other to prepare for the college entrance examination.

In youth, there is always someone, whether it is friendship or ignorant love, who just accompanies me through a long road, encouraging and accompanying each other, but no one knows the end of this road. Where.

Her application for the fall application was for Tsinghua University. It has always been her dream to go to the capital, Beijing. She wanted to climb the Great Wall, see the Forbidden City, and feel the mystery that the long history brings to this city.

Qiu Qiu glanced at Xia Zhiyu, "Hey, where do you want to apply? It would be good if we were in the same city and we could take care of each other, but no, if we enroll in the same school, you would be my opponent. Hahahaha." Qiu looked like he was talking to himself and laughed to himself.

Xia Zhiyu said nothing, but filled in the words "Peking University" in his first choice. The writing was powerful and the heart was firm, just like Qiu's hesitation when she handed him the notebook.

A college entrance examination, seven brand new test papers, said that it changed the fate, some are determined, some are struggling.

When we are walking on our own, can we still help the people around us, whether it is the overflowing friendship or the shyness of ignorance, the beginning of the process is more grand than the ending. It makes people linger even more.

In our youth, there are always some people who bring us strength and accompany us silently. The sway of youth is so vibrant, simple and pure.