Photography self-study class

At the beginning of the light, there was a cool breeze blowing gently along the Pearl River, cruise ships shuttled leisurely on the water, dragging long water lines, the lights at the waist constantly changed, and the fountain of Haixinsha swung rhythmically with the music.

Muyang leaned against the railing, took out his mobile phone, clicked on WeChat, found the name of Ziyou, and wrote a line: I am now in flower city square. He knows Ziyou's home is not far from here, and he knows from her circle of friends that she often walks here. Yang hesitated, but didn't press the send button, wanted to think, or deleted. Muyang put the phone back in his pocket and raised his head. A full moon hangs at the top of the TV tower. He sighed: I won't look for you when I come to your city!

Mu Yang and Zi You are high school classmates. Ziyou is as quiet as a chrysanthemum, smiling lightly and unremarkable. Muyang sat behind her. One day, Ziyou turned around and asked Muyang a math problem. He looked up and saw Ziyou's long eyelashes sticking out, flying around like a small brush, which was indescribable agility.

Mu Yang felt like a dog. He explained it in detail, but he kept nodding his head and saying thank you. Turning my head, ponytail passed by and gently touched Muyang's face, which was crisp and itchy. The ponytail swung up and down with Ziyou's head, and the shepherd wanted to reach out and touch it quietly. Ziyou's head tilted to one side, and his ponytail jumped away again, so he had to retract his hand.

In the evening, the bedroom lights went out, Muyang closed his eyes, relishing the situation during the day, and couldn't help laughing. In a daze, he and Ziyou sat side by side on the grass. He caressed Ziyou's long hair and Ziyou smiled at him. He couldn't help leaning in, kissed it, and suddenly felt hot, woke up, touched it, and was wet all over. Awkward. Fortunately, no one saw it. I quickly got up and changed. After a long aftertaste, I finally fell asleep again.

"Ziyou, Ziyou, Ziyou" Mu Yang kept scribbling these two words in his notebook. As soon as Ziyou appeared, he couldn't help but think of that dream and became manic. How can you fall in love when the third year of high school comes? Muyang put his heart down again.

If it weren't for the boys in the next class, Mu Yang would have prepared for the exam. In the self-study class, the boy openly handed the love letter to Ziyou. Ziyou blushed and Muyang was stimulated. He grabbed the boy by the collar and said, "Let's play on the playground!" " "

In the boring crowd tactics, the news stirred up a thousand waves, the adrenal glands of boys soared, and the girls opened their mouths in surprise.

The two boys scuffled and the boys panicked. Muyang grabbed Ziyou's hand, took her hand and walked to the classroom in the stunned crowd. Ziyou left Muyang and ran to the dormitory crying.

From then on, Ziyou obviously had a good impression on Muyang, and he always blushed unconsciously when he spoke. Mu Yang helped her cook, carry water and take books. She didn't refuse, nor was she very enthusiastic. This seems to be intentional and unintentional. Mu Yang is not sure, but she is satisfied.

There are still 100 days before the college entrance examination, and the swearing-in meeting is tense and passionate. After dinner, the roses all over the campus are in full bloom, the flowers are overflowing, the pink petals fall all over the floor, the new leaves of camphor trees are fresh and tender, and the birds keep jumping. A melodious flute echoed in the campus, and only Muyang played it so beautifully.

Ziyou walked to Muyang: "It doesn't belong to us. If everyone succeeds in the college entrance examination, let's be together! " "Yang put down his flute, walked through the rose bushes with Maki Ka, and returned to the study room in silence.

The results of the college entrance examination came out, Muyang was admitted to the university, but Ziyou was not admitted. Muyang wants to appease Ziyou. He wants to go back to school for a year. He is willing to wait for her in the university. Mu came to the home of freedom panting. Ziyou's father looked at the boy and said simply, "Ziyou didn't repeat her studies. She has already gone to Guangzhou!" "

Mu Yang was very upset. He never listened to the lobbying to go to Guangzhou and left without saying hello. He was about to leave with heavy steps when he stopped again, unwilling to ask Ziyou's address. The answer is that he has only been to Guangzhou, and has not made a specific stay.

Muyang looked at the cruise ship in the river and his thoughts came back at once. This time I came to attend a children's activity with my son, and I couldn't help thinking of my first visit to Guangzhou.

Ziyou lost contact with all his classmates, even his best girlfriend at that time, and Ziyou didn't leave a word. Mu Yang decided to go to Guangzhou for the holiday. He wants to find Ziyou, and he wants to be with her. Ask yourself why? Why did you leave without saying anything? Why have you never heard from me?

Finding someone in such a big Guangzhou is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Mu Yang lives in a friend's rental house and asks around. No one has heard of the name "Ziyou". Mu Yang walked in the street, the sun was dazzling, pedestrians came and went in the street, and he even had hallucinations. The girl with a ponytail in front is Ziyou, and she walks towards him cheerfully. He was eager to see him, but it was a strange face, and the girl ran away.

My friend advised Muyang: If she wants to see you, why not give you the address? Mu Yang argued that she must have difficulties. /kloc-at the age of 0/9, he stubbornly believes that love is won and he doesn't want to look back. Tea is not too bad for rice, so my friend shook his head.

Half a month has passed, with nothing and all the money spent. Muyang, bearded and haggard, left with a train ticket bought by a friend. His friend patted him on the shoulder and said nothing.

When the kawakaze blew, Muyang suddenly felt very sorry for his young self and admired him. Because I am young, I can be so enthusiastic and desperate to find love!

I also talked about love in college, but it was always neither too painful nor too emotional. He knew he couldn't let go of his son. Later, when I joined the work, I got to know the rice son of the same unit, with long eyelashes and a ponytail, which vaguely showed the shadow of Ziyou.

On the wedding night, Muyang knew that he would never see Ziyou again in his life. Rice son smiled charming in his arms. He caressed her hair and kissed her eyes. He entered her body, and the shadow of Ziyou kept shaking, like a dream. I don't know if it is true or not.

Days are like water, fleeting. Gradually, everything is forgotten, the traces of youth have long been erased by life, and no one has time to look back.

I don't know who dragged him into the classmates, and I don't know who mentioned the name of "Ziyou". Muyang's heart trembled. Ziyou appeared, with witty remarks. He was not shy at first.

Muyang added Ziyou WeChat, but the past did not go with the wind, and those youth and enthusiasm seemed to come back at once. He was incoherent, just typing in a panic, writing a lot, deleting and deleting, writing and deleting again, and finally sending only three words: How are you?

Ziyou replied: Very good.

Muyang wants to ask a lot, but he doesn't know how to speak. He opened Ziyou's circle of friends and saw her recent situation. It's really good, life is very moist, travel photography, food and fitness are all wonderful. Or ponytail, or long eyelashes, people don't change much in middle age, but their charm is calm.

That night, rice son stroked Muyang, and he held her hand and said he was tired. He wants to find Ziyou. He wants to see her so much that he can't forget it for so many years!

Mu Yang bought a high-speed rail ticket for the weekend with his mobile phone, and he was going to lie about his business trip to Meiere. He didn't tell Ziyou, but pretended to be passing by and let us meet. He was a little excited, and everyone was in a trance, humming a little song. The car behind slammed its horn and didn't hear it. With a bang, his eyes went black and he fell to the ground.

Mu Yang opened his eyes, and he was already in the hospital. Rice son followed him, his eyes were red and swollen, his face was haggard, and his son wiped his nose pitifully. Seeing him awake, they both screamed for a doctor at the same time, laughing and crying, crying and laughing.

Muyang was in a coma for three days and survived. Looking at the rice son running around, her hair seems to be a lot white overnight. Muyang lovingly held out his hand, put his arm around rice son and stroked her hair.

He opened the booking software, and in the column of refund, he clicked "OK" without hesitation. The booking information was gray.

Muyang finally talked with Ziyou peacefully about the recent situation. Although he had left without saying goodbye for many years, he didn't want to ask why.

Flower city square, as a new landmark, is bustling, but it's just tourists who come and go in a hurry.

For so many years, I just pursued an illusory shadow, just an unwilling shadow. I don't know what love is. A well-off life without interference is life.

Muyang took a step back.

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