Warm fragments

On a new day, in the humid air of early spring, I went for an outing with a group of friends I knew, just met and didn't know. Halfway up the mountain, an open maple forest, red leaves still remain on the ground, branches and even the sky, and new green leaves are handed over, which is a gorgeous scene. It's so beautiful ... they are screaming and jumping on every tree.

Many people have brought cameras, which originally meant to bring their own cameras, but Xiaoyue said, don't bring them if they are so heavy. We both went, and we were afraid that no one would volunteer. She's right. I started taking pictures. Some people want to take pictures alone, some in groups of 3322, and a group of brothers and sisters take pictures together. The noise disturbed the red leaves, which floated down to pay tribute:). I looked at them with a smile and admired their unbridled smile. I also want to take a photo alone, but it seems that I am embarrassed to pose for a photo when I grow up. I feel pretentious, but I seem to have failed this wonderful time. But what is growing up and when do you start growing up? The radioactive thinking of meaning began to work again. "Yi Yi ..." Xiaoyue called, pulled her to a camera and said to the boy with the camera, "Come, take a picture of our sister!" "Ok, 123, I'll take it!" Yiyi and Xiaoyue gave the camera an "eggplant". Xiaoyue is a lovely girl, and everyone calls her brother and sister. She is naturally familiar with it. Although she didn't know anyone else at first, like Yiyi, she soon became one. Their "photographer" party has a strong response and has become a private photographer. Smiling at them, "Hey, Yiyi, can you take a picture of us?" Xiao Yue said that he held the camera in his hand. "good!" Xiao Qiao ran to the tree in front of him with a pie, intending to see his winning posture in the camera, and he didn't care. Instead, he made an unnatural expression, happy and at a loss, and his joy was beyond words, but he held back his smile for fear that the vibration would be too severe and both of them would be burnt.

Yiyi was dragged by several people for a group photo. I don't know who is who. Several boys tried to play a joke on her. She pretended to laugh and avoided it. She thought it would be better to have fewer people. She knew that she was a quiet person when she was busy, and she liked being busy when she was lonely, so she didn't worry about it. She is also very happy to see them happy. But she understands this contradiction, because this joy does not belong to her. Everyone says her smile is beautiful. She knows that her smile is just appreciation and politeness. Her heart is as calm as a lake in the mountains. No one passed by, and the birds didn't know this place. Fortunately, the sun can still see her, which makes the lake not too cold. Her heart is not as lively as Xiao Yue's. Although the lake is sometimes covered with red leaves, it is also open and lonely. "This angle is very beautiful. Let's take a picture, Italian! " Someone patted Yi Yi on the shoulder and said. I am very calm in my inner description and look back blankly. I saw a boy put his camera on a tripod and looked up at her. He is of medium height, with neat short hair and dark sweater, and the star-like light in his eyes makes her dizzy. "Oh, great!" Meaning turned around, haven't fully return to absolute being, maybe she was wondering who he is? The boy adjusted his camera, walked up to Yiyi and said, "You just stand here, and I'll be right there." I subconsciously looked at him out of the corner of my eye, feeling that he was standing on the left side of the step behind her, smiling at her, so warm, so reliable and so reassuring. The wind blows unintentionally, and the red leaves fall with the wind. I heard a click, and a red leaf just fell on the camera, like its red veil, still swaying, meaning to laugh with the boy at the same time. Can leaves also understand people's feelings I felt heavy breathing, but the smile in her eyes was actually recorded by the camera. It was several days before Chyi Yu gave her the photos she knew, because she didn't have time to analyze them. The boy's name is Chyi Yu. A few months later, he said that he was moved by the smile in her eyes before taking pictures. The camera and tripod in front of Italy that day, as well as the long forest path behind the camera, were engraved in her mind and played back countless times. As for what the boy looked like, the meaning of that day was not clear. His figure, his eyes, have become eternal tender fragments in her mind.