The moon said that it had forgotten the whole text, and it was going to end like the one in the book.

Love, if there is really love in the world

Those things that you never forget, those things that you never forget, those things that you never forget

Those things about you, my things, those small and great things

I heard that the moon has forgotten

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My long hair is tied in the shape of a bud, I wear a long white T-shirt and carry a watermelon red bag to walk silently through the bustling crowd.

There is a familiar fragrance in the air. Is it magnolia or jasmine? I've never been able to figure it out, but the smell is very familiar, just like the porridge cooked by the mother-in-law who sells breakfast at the street corner when I was a child. I don't buy it every day, but I always feel inexplicable when I pass by the street corner every day.

because it's the smell of fireworks.

The news about the upcoming World Cup in South Africa is playing on the huge screen in the center of the square. I looked up at the big screen stupefied, and everyone inside and outside the screen had a glowing face.

It's a blink of an eye. The simple four words are the most melancholy words.

four years is like fine sand slipping through your fingers. No matter how hard you try to hold on to it, the result is futile.

I heard a boy beside me with uncontrollable excitement: "Hey, if 212 is true, this will be the last World Cup, and I can't miss a game even if I don't eat or sleep."

I looked back at him. He had a very young eyebrow eye, and next to him was a girl as young as him, with enchanting eyeliner, blurred eyes, chestnut hair, black stockings on his smooth calf and high heels of almost ten centimeters.

it's obviously a vulgar dress, but because there is something called sincerity in her smile, it doesn't seem annoying at all.

her voice is loud: "ok, I'll accompany you!" "

Four years ago, in the World Cup in Germany, Gu Ciyuan once said to many people, "You superficial girls, treat the game as a catwalk and the players as models." I don't quite remember my reaction at that time, but I clearly remember his sly smile after saying this.

The winner of the p>26 World Cup was the Italian team that Gu Ciyuan was crazy about, although more people thought that Zidane was the uncrowned king that year.

That night Gu Ciyuan poured beer all over himself crazily, and the bitter smell filled the whole summer night of 26, and it was from that night that I began to like this brand called Heineken and its beautiful green bottle.

Later, a girl named Lin Twilight asked me with a contemptuous smile, "You only know Heineken and Budweiser? Or Qingdao and Harbin beer? Do you know Trappist in Belgium? Captain in the Czech Republic, Mackeson in the UK, and my favorite Christmas in Denmark, I'm afraid you've never heard of them? "

time flies, time flies.

My memory of cool thin was torn apart by the time of the counterattack. The people I once loved deeply and thought I could go on forever, and the people I once confided that I could always be faithful to each other, their faces were impressively lined up in front of the ruined past.

Just like the tragic dream I had countless times, Gu Ciyuan fell from a height and lay sprawled on the ground. The picture and those faces were so real.

What has been bothering me for a long time, that dusk, standing on the edge of the rooftop, is her outstretched hand pulling or pushing?

With the sense of smell traced back to the source of the past, in the year when Jay Chou sang "Send you away, thousands of miles away", all tragedies had not yet begun, and the black hole that sucked our happiness and laughter had not yet opened its mouth.

I close my eyes gently, but there are no more tears for the occasion.

Chapter 1 New Moon

[1]

On the day I left Z City to report for college, my mother and I quarreled again.

The theme of our quarrel this time is "Where is it safe to hide thousands of dollars of tuition fees?" My mother insisted that with my usual high-profile style, the tuition fees would definitely be stolen by thieves.

Of course, I will never surrender to her proposal of "hiding money in this soap box, then hiding this box in a bucket, then covering this bucket with a washbasin, and finally covering the washbasin with a quilt".

when neither of us would compromise, someone called my name downstairs, and I stretched out my head in disgust. I saw Jun Liang coming down the window with gradient purple sunglasses and said with a triumphant smile, "Chu Wei, my father sent someone to take us there."

It was at the moment when I took it lightly that my mother successfully carried out her plan. When I watched her neatly stuffing luggage into the trunk of Jun Liang's car, I was dying.

After everything was ready, my mother didn't even look at me. Instead, she earnestly told Jun Liang this and that, as if Jun Liang was her daughter and I was just a passerby who made soy sauce.

At last, she said to me, "Don't spend too much money, but don't buy what you don't want to buy."

I rolled my eyes and closed the door impatiently, too lazy to talk to her.

After driving for a certain distance, my mother's figure became smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror. Somehow, I felt inexplicably sour in my nasal cavity. This feeling was really terrible. I subconsciously bit my lip and tried to get rid of that sentimental sadness.

When waiting for the red light, Jun Liang turned to look at me, then curled his head and patted me: "What's the matter, his eyes are red, and he can't bear to part with his mother?"

I'm going to throw up when I hear this sentence. Who can't bear it? My biggest dream since I was a child, besides world peace, is to grow up quickly, make money early and escape from her control!

Jun Liang took her sunglasses off her head and put them on her nose. I couldn't figure out where her eyes were focused. I only heard her say, "Chu Wei, you are really a female version of Nezha."

When we arrived at Communication University, it was already noon, and all the teachers at the registration office had lunch breaks. Under the huge sun umbrella at the school gate, you were either invited to apply for a mobile phone card or sold cold drinks and popsicles. Jun Liang handed me a rose-scented wet tissue and whispered, "Let's go to dinner first."

I just don't understand what good things her mother ate when she was pregnant, which made her so different from ordinary people's physique. Why does everyone sweat profusely, but she still looks fresh?

It's so hot that we can't eat anything at all. We only ate one or two bites of the food we ordered. When we got up, a skinny boy with glasses at the next table said to us very seriously, "It's a super waste to eat two or three bites to lose weight."

Jun Liang and I looked at each other, and after making sure that he was really talking to us, we looked at each other again, and after making sure that none of us knew the person who misused words, I said, "It's too hot, and I have no appetite. If you don't dislike it, please help. We are all free from infectious diseases."

Actually, I was just joking. Who knew that he actually rudely brought the pot of fried chicken on our table and finally said to us, "Then I'll help you solve it."

Jun Liang asked me with a dumbfounding expression, "Is this to relieve his hunger or his worries?"

After the lunch break, the whole campus is like a pot of boiling water, and there are buzzing voices everywhere. On the radio, there comes the hoarse voice of senior sister-"XX classmate, someone has found your group membership file, please come and claim it quickly" or "XX classmate, your lost luggage was picked up by XX classmate at XX place ..."

I. Your mother is waiting for you at the door with two cans of Wangzai milk ... "

Jun Liang gave me a push:" Don't be in a daze. My major is registered there. I'll go there first and call you later. "

after jun Liang left, I was suddenly shocked!

Because I just remembered that my "huge" tuition is hidden in such a secret place that I can't get it out without help!

Just when I was on the verge of collapse, Yu Guang glanced at the glasses man who despised Jun Liang and me for wasting food in a small restaurant at noon. He looked at me with relish in the scorching sun, putting a thick quilt on his head, and his hands were struggling to dig out in the bucket under the washbasin, but nothing was taken out.

after a long time, he finally couldn't help asking me, "aren't you hot?"

Nonsense, of course I'm hot. It's not hot on anyone's head with a ten-catty quilt, but I'm really embarrassed to take out that soap box in public and then draw thousands of dollars out of it like a close-up magic show.

After figuring out the situation, Liang Zheng's eyes cast a look of contempt: "You are really over, what does it matter? Don't be so vain, OK? 。”

Under his cover, I finally got the money out of the soap box with difficulty. Later, when I saw the roster of Class 5 of Chinese Language and Literature, I realized that this eye-catching man who always kept saying "over" and "ok" was actually the monitor of our class.

I asked him, "How did you become a monitor?"

He is also honest: "I was the first to sign up."

Actually, I have another question that I really want to ask, but I'm embarrassed to ask: Is the over you always say the same as the over I know?

In fact, sometimes I really think that when God created some people, there is no doubt that he was very careful. For example, forget about being cool and beautiful, forget about being in good shape, and forget about being in good shape. He is the daughter of a high official.

And that guy named Gu Ciyuan, even if he is smart, actually uses his intelligence on the right path. He gets a scholarship every year just to treat people to dinner. Of course, people are not short of money at home! But why should God give him such a beautiful face? With what?

so, reincarnation is really a technical job.

When I signed up, I met another girl who made me feel that God favored her very much. She stood in front of me, her legs were as thin as matches, and she turned to scare me. I really want to ask her, can her skin stand wearing such a thick foundation on such a hot day?

What is more exaggerated is the shadow on her cheeks. I really want to ask, do you know that your shadow is like a beard?

She didn't even look at me with an awkward face. Instead, she said angrily to Liang Zheng, who was standing beside the queue to maintain order, "Monitor, I'm so hot. Will you buy me a bottle of orange juice?" Want ice! "

Looking at Liang Zheng's farting figure, I sadly thought, monitor, you are really over.

Jun Liang told me that she tried some ways to put us in a dormitory, and my eyes were as wide as two bells. I said, "Really, different majors and different classes can also be arranged together?"

She shook the key in her hand and looked a little proud: "The secretary of this school and my father have known each other for many years. This little favor is nothing. It's okay. Follow my sister and make sure you have meat to eat."

I don't need Jun Liang to say this. Money and power can solve the problem, which is not a problem.

We arranged our luggage in a hurry. Just as we made a basin of water to clean up, the curly girl who asked for iced orange juice appeared in front of us. She found an empty bed to sit down and introduced herself to us while drinking orange juice: "My name is Tang Yuanyuan, not Chen Yuanyuan's round head, but Yuan Zhen who wrote' Once it was difficult for the sea to water, forever amber'.

after calming down, I sincerely feel that this girl and the over monitor are really a perfect match, and the combination of Chinese and western is invincible in the world.

I was lucky enough to witness Tang Yuanyuan after her makeup removal that night. I finally understood why she had to wear such thick powder. How to put it, her facial features were not ugly, but her skin was too bad, and the spots on her face made her look particularly vicissitudes.

Her superb concealer technique amazed Yun Liangdu: "You really should play the painted skin."

Tang Yuanyuan disapprovingly said to us, "With the development of science and technology, the breasts of A cups can also be transformed into G breasts, and men can be transformed into women. What is my spot? When I have money, I will do a laser freckle and open an inner corner of my eye. I don't know how many boys will chase me."

Jun Liang nodded to her: "Well done, I just appreciate your blind confidence."

She smiled. In this world, there is another kind of people who can also be "humiliated", that is, people who live completely in their own world. In their imagination, they are the most perfect, and all the unkind words of others are out of jealousy.

The next day's freshman meeting can't be sooner or later. Tang Yuanyuan got up at dawn and began to make up. Jun Liang and I were still in a state of unconsciousness, and after we finished washing, the spotted Tang Yuanyuan had changed his face last night.

Tang Yuanyuan smiled at us with that green LV bag on his back: "I'll go first, so hurry up."

After she left, Yun Liang asked me, "Is that bag real or fake?"

I shrugged. I really don't know, but when I signed up yesterday, I heard her tell others that this bag is limited. There are 2 bags in the world, and there are only ten in China. One of them is with Zhao Wei, and I guess she has all the remaining nine.

Yun Liang gave me a white look. I knew she thought I was mean, but I went back without being outdone: Do you think you are very kind?

We were crowded in the canteen for a long time before we bought breakfast. The aunt at the window selling steamed buns was not friendly enough. When I got those pocket-sized steamed buns, I couldn't help but blurt out, "How can I be full when I am so small?" !”

She gave me a blank look, and while helping others pack steamed buns, she replied to me, "You must not be full if you buy only one yuan. Why don't you buy ten yuan to see if you are full?"

I was choked to death by her. The ten-dollar sale was not full, but full!

With the impassioned music playing, the originally noisy voices in the auditorium gradually subsided.

I'm indignantly chewing my pocket-sizzling, playing gobang, and I don't forget to attack Jun Liang: "You came to our class at the first meeting of school, and you will be squeezed out by those girls in your class sooner or later!"

She proudly said, "It's never too cold at the top. I'm used to it." After that, I didn't forget to roll my eyes at the greasy barbecue in my hand.

Although Yun Liang's sentence is a little harsh,