Prose when young and frivolous

Love in the world is like wind and clouds. If you loved it, then why do you really have it! Ask what love is in the world. If love has flowers, it will not bear fruit, and love exists in two boundless places.

I miss my alumni cloud and unforgettable campus life. I was young and frivolous, and I tasted a feeling of youth and innocence. When the years slipped away from me and my beard grew crazy, the sweet time of pure communication between boys and girls was enough for me to remember my life. ...

I grew up in the beautiful and rich Jianghan Plain, where people are outstanding and people are simple. In my hometown, Jingtan Township, Tianmen City, Hubei Province, a silver drainage river slowly flows through the village.

Yun is my classmate in grade three. Her family lives in Wujiawan, a pit brigade, separated from my family by a river. We studied together in Tianmen Dongxiang Jiangchang Middle School, and our alma mater is known as the "hometown of top scholars". According to historical research, there is indeed a famous "Jiang Zhuangyuan" in Jiangchang Zhuangyuan Bay. After Jiang Zhuangyuan won the imperial examination, he used the money of Zhuangyuan House to help the victims, which was passed down as a much-told story by later generations.

I am a precocious boy with a wide range of hobbies, like singing, art, calligraphy and writing. I don't know when I began to secretly like Wu Xiaoyun, a girl sitting diagonally across the aisle from my seat. Yun is a pure, beautiful and lovely girl with waterfall-like hair. Yun, a study committee member, is a repeat student in Grade Three. He is not only beautiful, but also excellent in all subjects. The total score of each exam is more than 600, which is far ahead in the class. This school flower is naturally the focus between students and teachers. I was once fascinated by her clever handling of her hair and her long hair in a classical bun in an instant.

Yun is an outgoing, lively and cheerful girl, who is helpful and loves reading, especially reading extracurricular books. Cloud, who steals extra-curricular books in class, has reached the top of the monthly exam scores many times and maintained its dominance. In Chinese class, the teacher found that he couldn't make a fool of himself by reading extracurricular books.

Little Hong Bing, the chemistry teacher and vice president of the graduating class, is a very strict teacher. He once taught me physics in grade two, and he valued me very much. He asked me to be the representative of the third grade chemistry class. When I was admitted to the third grade, I got good grades in all subjects. My father specially bought me a Shanghai diamond mechanical watch with Chinese style as a reward. At that time, it was rare for rural children to have such a configuration for more than eight years. Yunyun naturally became my study partner. I know my grades are not as good as hers. In order to attract her attention, I tried my best to get close to her and do what I like: find my brother's extracurricular books for her to read; I also found some difficult problems in the comprehensive proof of geometry and function from the data and asked her for help. I didn't expect her to get it three times, five times and twice. The auxiliary lines, steps and theorems are clear at a glance, and she also told me the idea of solving problems in detail. While listening to her explanation, I quickly scanned her bulging chest with my eyes; Peeking at her expression, I am afraid that she will find my "secret"; Enjoying the sunshine breath of the girl in front of me, I have a feeling of being on cloud nine.

At that time, breakfast at school was porridge, steamed bread and pickles. The discipline and regulations of the school are still very strict. There were boys and girls in junior high school who were expelled from school because of their love affair. Of course I dare not cross the line, for fear of being expelled from school and losing my reputation. I have no face to face the elders in my hometown. I can only care for and wait for the beautiful feeling in my heart, but I dare not put it in the sun to beat freely.

One day, I finished the pickles I brought from home, and after lunch, I was going shopping during my lunch break to buy red and spicy shredded radish. My classmate Yun saw that I was going to the street to buy pickles, and asked me to send her a bottle of spicy radish by the way. I am naturally ecstatic to have such a beautiful woman begging me to do something. I took the money and flew out of the classroom, whistling and farting, which attracted a scream from my classmates behind me.

I ran back to school as fast as I could in the street and handed the pickles to Yun. The school is about two miles away from Jiangchang Street. I came back from running. "I bought it so soon, thank you!" Non-success smiled and saw the sweat on my forehead. The moment I met her eyes, my heart pounded like a deer running back to my seat. Even if she didn't say thank you at that time, just a smile and a look would be enough for me to remember my life. Non-success asked for my watch, put it on her wrist and returned it to me after two classes. She said that my watch is made of stainless steel, and the silver one is exquisite. That night, after going to bed after the evening self-study, I was so excited that I was sleepy and hid under the covers, and I experienced the comfort of being stolen for the first time.

I was lost in the smile of the cloud, lost in intoxication, and my heart was taken away by her. My academic performance plummeted, and my total score in the mid-term exam dropped to the middle level in my class, while Yun's total score still topped the list. "The mid-term exam, why did your grades fall so fast? Find out why! Introspection! " The head teacher asked me to talk. "Maybe I didn't study in the right way, or maybe I didn't devote myself to my study." I didn't dare to tell the truth, so I perfunctory.

Our Chinese teacher, Miss Shen, is a gentle and kind male teacher with no temper. When he was in class, the poor students sitting at the back of the classroom whispered together, but he still turned a blind eye and just talked about his text. Once in the classical Chinese "One Model", Mr. Shen explained on the podium, and there was a buzzing sound behind the classroom. I looked at the blackboard and lost my mind. My heart has already flown out of the window. "Dai XX got up and translated the opening paragraph of ancient Chinese." Teacher Shen called my name, but I didn't hear it until my deskmate Tian Zhimin hit me with his arm. My classmate Yun whispered in front of me, but I still didn't fully answer. So the whole class burst into laughter. "People are in Hummer, and their hearts are in the trend." I've made a fool of myself, and I can't wait to get into the crack.

In a blink of an eye, a semester passed, and the school organized a few days to make up lessons during the winter vacation. One day, I was studying at night when the power went out. Cheers thundered in the classroom, and the students lit candles to continue their self-study. I saw the cloud sitting in the first row, absorbed in solving the problem. She is wearing a new jacket with her pockets open. I had an idea and quietly put the fried dough sticks in her coat pocket ... The next morning, when I was in early class, Yun turned to me and said that the coat pocket of her new jacket was bitten by a mouse last night. Tian Zhimin and I leaned forward and backward with a smile. Non-success regards me as my best friend. My eyes were angry and I didn't say anything, but the tie created this farce and hurt my favorite non-success for the first time. Before that, Yun and I were very close friends, and we didn't go beyond the improper relationship between men and women, and didn't even touch a finger. Up to now, I still clearly remember several times when I came home from school at noon on Saturday. Yun and I were talking and laughing on the country road, and Yun helped me copy my math homework. ...

What impressed me the most was that the teacher asked us to write an 800- 1000-word narrative, which was an essay "Two or three things happened in our class" in Chinese class. Full of thoughts, I wrote my emotional experience of normal communication with Yun into this article, creating a girl image with distinct personality, but wrote thousands of words with Yun's real name. The article mainly attacks the shackles of the remaining feudal ethics and the current education system on boys and girls (the school pursues the enrollment rate unilaterally, and the graduating class teachers take advantage of the topic to occupy the students' holidays). Chinese teacher's feelings after reading: the writing is fluent, and the feelings are sincere and delicate, but unfortunately it exceeds the requirements of composition. Many students in the class circulated my article. Yun read my composition and said it was really good. "Not your opponent!" I was so happy that my finger accidentally touched her face. Non-success suddenly blushed, and I was so angry that I dropped my textbook on the table. At that time, my heart was full of joy, and the mood after conquering the girl I like was simply indescribable.

Later, there was a lot of discussion in the class. Yun and I became news figures in the class, and all the students were talking after class. From then on, I never dared to go near the cloud, or even say "I'm sorry" to her. Every time I come home from school, I just follow her from a distance. Later, we entered the final round of intense review and preparation. After graduating from the senior high school entrance examination, we parted ways and never heard from each other again.

Since then, I have been fascinated by literature and literary creation, wandering around looking for my dream olive tree. ...