Prose on growth, no less than 6 words.

I once imagined my life as a mysterious and illusory sea.

I always think that in the blue and fresh sea of life in my mind, the best part is friendship. I always believe that friends will be my closest confidants in my life.

heaven! I will always thank God! Just like that, I arranged two good friends who are so close and so lovely by my side.

when I entered this class, I didn't have any friends at first, and I didn't have any friends I knew. Just like the last leaf on the dead tree in autumn, swaying on the branches, lonely, let the rustling wind blow me, cool rain me, I didn't have any friends at that time, no wind moved me, no rain fell off me.

Suddenly, one day, a lovely wind and a funny rain broke into the inner world of the poor "leaf". In this way, the wind and the rain took the leaf to play everywhere, and the three of us became inseparable friends. From then on, the story of three people began ...

We talked about everything, said this and that, and never quarreled. "Wind" is a natural and unpretentious free and easy wind; "Rain" is a shower that blushes and is happy when you are careful.

We learn to play and unite in a classroom. Even after school, we have to stay together, laugh together, cry together, and be depressed ...

The school has an exam every month, and has always been fearless of English exams. Ye, who is handy, has taken this test lightly. As it happens, this time the test questions are beating around the bush, and the result will be very clear. The careless leaf sees her test paper and quietly lies on her desk, crying ...

"what's the matter with you? Get up quickly! Ah! Get up! Did someone bully you? " "Leaf" shook his head desperately. "Didn't you do well in the exam?" "Leaf" shook his head hard. She is a person who doesn't want to pour out her heart. She swallows all the bitter water in her stomach, writes it in her diary, and often stays at home alone, looking up at the sky.

however, the friendship was destroyed at this moment.

"Ye Ye, accompany me to buy lollipops!" "Oh, I have a cold and don't want to go!"

"ok! If you want it, go with me. " "Come on! Go by yourself! "

"Feng, come with me! I really want to eat sugar! "

"hehe! Go by yourself! I have work to do! "

"Come with me!"

...

"Hum! ..... ""Rain "sat in a chair in anger.

"eh? What are you doing? I have a lollipop! Who wants it? " "come on Bring it to me! Why don't you go? ！”

"Hum, you eat lollipops! Don't buy from me? I quickly explained, "The wind bought this for me." She still doesn't speak. I quickly apologized and said, "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, okay?"

"You are so boring!" "Rain" said. I was short of breath for a while, so I ignored her and sat in the front row to talk to others. "Rain" followed.

She went to buy a lollipop alone. When she came back, she sat there alone. Because I was talking to my classmates, I didn't take the initiative to talk to her, but Feng went. Because at that time, I thought that our friendship would not be destroyed by a lollipop.

class begins, and the bell seems to be ringing. Yes, it indicates that we will have a cold war.

I took the initiative to talk to her. She ignored me, so she didn't talk to her again. I really don't know. On weekdays, we have a lot to talk about. I don't know how we spent these three days ... < P > I also tried to make her happy, but she just ignored me.

"Oh, forget it, and stop ignoring each other, ok! The rain is also a temporary anger. I am a rat who suffers from anger at both ends. It's terrible! " "Wind" said anxiously.

that afternoon, we seemed to have made up, but there seemed to be a gap. We went home together. I was holding the wind on the left and she was holding the wind on the right. As long as they were talking, I didn't say a word.

The next day, we finally opened that dusty mouth and said something, which made me happy and sad.

On the third day, she has taken the initiative to stay and wait for me to go home together. We talked a lot along the way. Until now, we have also smiled kindly at each other.

whenever my friendship is hurt, I will feel sad and cry again in the cold night like water ... My mother also educates me: "Every time you come back, for the sake of friendship, you only feel sad and cried. You should take the initiative to enhance your feelings with her!"

I don't know whether to be sad or happy when we are reconciled ...

2 The taste of growing up

The season when the wind blows is a faint feeling. In the quiet growth process, the willow trees have been blown green, the flowers have been blown open, and my mind has been blown heavy, so I have to turn around and count the dusty seasons that have been left behind.

(1)

In p>25, I was 2 years old, and the summer solstice had not arrived that year. I entered the university hall with my father with joy. Youth has the smell of the wind, and I have youth, so I also have the smell of the wind, otherwise why do people always say that I grow up like the wind? My father's back is hunched, and his clothes are not as bright and bright as those of city people. Maybe we are just an alternative group in the eyes of those city people. There are no ups and downs in the freshman days, but they are exactly the same: reporting for duty, paying fees, getting things and sitting in the dormitory, watching those students from different regions, Xiao H talks loudly and is very funny; Little J Shuai Shuai, but very thin; Little m has a long beard and looks scary; Xiaopang, as its name implies, should have more than 2 kilograms. Little C said little, just sat there quietly. They all looked at me as a foreigner from the mountain with a strange look. My father greeted them with a greeting, and I sat quietly cleaning up my bed. It's warm when the sun shines on the bedside.

(2)

"Everything has a price, and the price of happiness is pain." Reading Zhang Xiaoxian's allegorical words, I have spent more than a month in college. University life is like this: happy and painful, so I walk on the path that I know by heart every day, wandering between libraries, teaching buildings, canteens and dormitories. Little H's girlfriend has changed again, and I don't know which one. I really admire that he has so much energy to deal with many girls. I am used to watching the sunrise and sunset every day, but I am still alone in the crowded crowd. Many times I like to sit in the corner and wipe away the clouds in my eyes to stop the river from overflowing. The bridge on campus spans the banks of the lake forever, and one day when I walked on it, I thought of "Broken Blue Bridge". So I stopped on the bridge to watch the lake rippling, trying to find out some feelings of Vivien Leigh's disappearance. However, some people are destined to wait for others, and some people are destined to be waited for. I think if Vivien Leigh had waited a little longer, I'm afraid the result would not have been like this.

Little M's beard has grown again, but he lies in bed every day, lazily waiting for the sun to wake him up. Perhaps he is used to this kind of day and treats our exhortation with disdain. He often puts forward a bunch of philosophies: "Am I studying, too? You don't know that Wei Gena found the mainland drifting in bed. " We sighed helplessly. It seems that he is really hopeless.

(3)

Early autumn days, cold nights, memories come slowly. I sat in the classroom watching San Mao's Love in the Sahara and Zhang Ailing's Half Life, and the song "Thesky'sMemory" sounded in my ears, and I fell asleep. In my dream, I saw Sanmao, Jose, the Gobi Desert full of sunshine and that bundle of stockings. I woke up crying in a mess, so I went to the cinema alone, where the tragic love of Titanic was playing. When Jack and Ruth stood at the bow, the skirt danced when the wind blew. When Jack held Ruth to watch the sunset fall on the horizon, the picture was deeply fixed in the depths of memory, and I unconsciously remembered the song "Myheartwillgoon", which shocked my heart.

when I came out of the cinema, the wind blew over my shoulders, and it was cold. Everyone around me left in twos and threes. The boy took the girl's hand and the girl took the boy's arm. Suddenly, I found myself so afraid of loneliness. So in lonely days, I like reading books and writing words that only I can understand. Every day, in the tossing and turning time, I am busy with the school community work, temporarily forgetting loneliness, so that I can have a peaceful state of mind.

(4)

Last night, I watched Jin Yong's "The Condor Heroes" and Yang Guo's eternal love affair with the little dragon girl. Suddenly I thought of myself and wanted to ask myself: Where is my little dragon girl? So I told Linlin what I thought. She said, "It seems that you should have a girlfriend to take care of you." I smiled and said, "Good," but even I lost my confidence when I said it. Will there be?

Zhang Xiaoxian once said, "If you like someone, there will be no pain. If you love someone, there may be a long pain."

In a blink of an eye, it's nearly the end of the year, but the weather is extremely cold. Occasionally it snowed, which aroused my excitement. That night, the tutor came back with the joy of falling snow. Along the way, I saw snowflakes flying all over the sky in the soft halo, which was more elegant and crystal clear in the night. I looked up and let the snowflakes fall on my face. It was cool, and I tried to breathe out the heat. The falling snowflakes immediately rose into the air and then landed again. A few snowflakes touch the eyebrows, making the world look hazy. I called Linlin at night and told her my surprise. She said that I hit my head on a pig, and I was playing with snow in such a cold day, but I could still hear some envy from her tone.

(5)

I don't know when I began to like to tell Linlin about my worries. Maybe my world has some kind of faint melancholy waiting for sustenance. However, I like Linlin's feeling very much. Even if her name is written on the apple with a column of "personals" next to it, she is not angry enough. The hat is stuffed with orange peel and candy paper, but there is still nothing I can do about her ...

The days are stumbling like this. At that time, I sometimes thought I could spend it arm in arm, but at the beginning, we all knew that it would always end, so we turned to each other and pulled away from sighing and lingering.

If you think about it carefully, love is really a multiple-choice question. Sometimes you think it is right, but the result is wrong. You know clearly that some answers are wrong, so avoid them at a distance. What you have to choose in the end is actually the last answer. This answer clearly tells you that none of the above answers are correct.

(6)

26 is destined to be a sad season.

That night, I sat on the bed and watched Jing M.Guo's Blue Sky again. There was a beautiful sadness between the bright lines. He said that youth without laughter is incomplete, and youth without tears is incomplete. Since it is destined to laugh and cry loudly, I prefer to sing like Ni Ruisi: Let it come, I will sing with the wind.

Days flow back and forth aimlessly. Like autumn leaves in the wind, each leaf is a fragment of life, recording joys and sorrows. There are endless trees in my university, so Linlin and I always walk under those green trees like overflowing lakes. Counting the days, Linlin and I have known each other for almost a year, and our laughter and tears are like water immersed in a sponge and dissolved into the verdant shade and boundless night. Little J often looks at us with ambiguous eyes, as if we owe him something.

the night of October 2th seems to be too sunny. Hui and I sat by the lake watching the stars. I haven't spoken for a long time. "Let's break up." Hui said faintly, her voice is very nice. "Why?" "If you are too tired, you don't need a reason." I'm smiling faintly, but I can't see anything clearly in front of me. Maybe it's getting dark.

(7)

26 is destined to be a sad season.

Birthdays and Christmases, we got together for no reason. Too many friends, too much wine, and too many lights in front of them. Pushing a cup for a change was very dark, Xiao M roared heartlessly, Xiao Pang sat on the sofa and gulped down beer, Linlin lay on the sofa, blushing, and Xiao J sang "Don't Come Back in Autumn" sentence by sentence with a microphone, and something bright overflowed in his eyes. This is a sad night. I poured a full glass of wine, drained it, and vaguely saw Linlin's tearful face through the glass. Maybe it was over before it started.

The next day, Xiao M left. He said that such a day did not belong to him, and he should have his own life. So he turned around and left with his luggage, leaving us friends and going to Peking University to realize his dream. On the day we sent him away, we were still doing our own thing. Maybe there were so many places around us, and only when someone left would someone enter. However, it seemed a little cruel.

The second one who left was little J. He gave his future to New Zealand, a foreign land that needed to travel across oceans. Watching the plane take off, little H didn't speak. Soon, there was news that little H was leaving for Peking University.

I said goodbye to most people in p>26.

(8)

After listening to "PrettyHatemachine" for a summer, one day I suddenly heard Qiu Chan humming, and it was already late autumn. The red maple leaf is like a watercolor painting suddenly dotted with a few drops of blood, so harsh. I stepped on the fallen leaves covered on the path and looked straight into the distance. This year, I counted the people around me leaving one by one, and watched myself grow up gradually, while the new friends around me gradually increased. So once the loneliness was like a fly, driven away without a trace by a strong oxtail, and the excitement came back again. After a busy year, Xiao C finally had a girlfriend who could meet with him. "Loneliness is not innate, but starts from the moment you fall in love with someone," Xiao C always promised to educate me with Zhang Xiaoxian's words, as if he had understood the true meaning of love.

The taste of love often makes people feel at a loss. Since little C has a girlfriend, we seldom see him again. Sometimes we ask each other and go our separate ways. I still write graffiti. Some people say that people who deal with words are very nervous. I am not a person who deals with words, but I am sometimes very nervous. The fat man's world is really colorful. One moment it is World of Warcraft, the other is CS, and the other is a tour in the fantasy empire. In short, it is very busy. Every time I see him sitting in front of the computer, I really admire that kind of elegance.

Maybe I was a failure this year. My singing was not as good as that of Xiao H, my appearance was not as handsome as Xiao J, my computer was not as good as that of Fat Man, and I was not as lucky as Xiao C in love. Hehe, what year is this evening in 26?

(9)

Linlin said that I am suitable for being a friend, but not for being a boyfriend. Xiao C said that I am a boy who won't let any girls have ideas. When he said this, Xiao C looked like he was gloating. As if you have seen through me, there is no doubt about it. Looking at that ostentatious expression, I almost smashed his pig's head with a piece of tofu. But when you think about it, there is some truth. So in order to pay homage to the lost love, I wrote a short article "TheLove, NeverForgetForever", but unexpectedly,