Ask for an article on children's literature: related to rainy days.

one

Recently, I have been thinking about such a question: does the same person really have two different faces?

At home, what a happy and busy person I am. I have two ducklings, both dressed in bright goose yellow, and the sound of "quack" is mixed with the crisp sound of broken silver-this is the cry of a very small duck. Every day when I come home from school, the first thing I do is to take them out for a walk. I also raised a few pots of flowers. I will take care of them constantly, water and fertilize them and watch them grow and change quietly. I've been reading, too. I like all kinds of novels, essays and poems. And most importantly-I have a fifth-grade little sister in Yunnan, far away. I saw her name on the help line of a magazine. I can't send her money (I only sent 20 yuan money once in my letter), but I have been writing to her, and I know my letter is very important to her.

These are my faces. This is a positive and happy "face". But at school, I am such an image-below average appearance, below average figure and below average score (this is the most fatal point). In a word, I am definitely a mediocre, unhappy and neglected person.

In such a "face", I feel more negative and inferior.

My mother said to me, "What's wrong with you? With so much energy and leisure, why can't we study better? "

I don't know what happened myself.

Fortunately, my mother is tolerant of me. She has always believed that my essence is "face" at home, and she has been waiting for me to repent.

However, I don't think some people have such two sides. For example, ginger should have only one "face"-a fairy-like face, plus excellent grades. Wherever she goes, these things are her signs. Because of this self-confidence, she is a bit overbearing.

There is also Qin You, a "handsome pupil" who is famous in almost the whole school. Although his grades are not particularly good, many other things make up for it-beautiful brushwork, beautiful shooting, good singing, and of course, those eyes that don't laugh but are as affectionate as Jia Baoyu.

Both of them belong to the "favored ones", so they don't have to have two faces or try to wear them in the middle.

When we entered the third grade, there was an undercurrent of "love" in the class. Everyone thought that Jay must have a good relationship with Qin. They are a perfect couple.

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During the break, I nestled in my seat with a book in front of me as usual. Of course I can't read. I'm secretly watching Qin You and Jiang Yi, who are separated from me by a group of people.

Qin stopped his desk again, talking about something cheerfully. Jiang smiled heartily, and these two dimples bloomed on her pink cheeks.

I have never envied Jiang Yilian so much as at the moment. My heart ached with jealousy. I really don't understand why she has such a perfect pair of dimples in luxury goods. I tried to imagine that if I had dimples on my face, it would be me who was joking with Qin at the moment, not Jiang Yilian?

Yes, I admit that I secretly love Qin you. I don't know when I got this feeling. Anyway, as long as I look at him, my heart is a storm. I feel everything about him so attentively in my heart: his soft black hair always sweats when hanging on my forehead, his straight nose, his childish lips pursed forward, and of course, his leaping posture when shooting, his imposing manner and natural elegance when presiding over the class meeting ... For a long time, I interpreted this terrible secret love in my heart under the cover of superficial numbness and indifference. I don't suffer for it. I have consciously believed this sentence for a long time: if you really like someone, you don't have to have him. As long as he is happy, it is your greatest happiness.

I'm sure this sentence was said by a person with the same poor conditions as me to comfort myself. Because you can't have it, you should pretend to be generous.

Whatever you say. I can't tell you how I feel now. Just like hiding a piece of fruit candy when I was a child, I would rather let it melt by itself than share it with others.

I watched Qin and Xian Xian so painfully and sweetly, and watched this pair of jade people come together step by step.

three

Everything I imagined did not come soon. On the contrary, things seem to be moving in the opposite direction.

Qin and cilia have rarely talked and laughed alone. The crux of the problem lies in Jiang Yilian, who suddenly became in close contact with the monitor of the next class. The monitor of the next class is not as tall and handsome as Qin. But his grades are absolutely first-class, and he is the first in every big exam. Jiang still hung out with big boys in high school. Every once in a while, two or three people will come to our class, stop at the door of the classroom and shout without hesitation: "Jiang Yi Jie, come out quickly."

There is news of Jiang Yilian's best friend: Jiang Yilian is not the most satisfied with Qin. Because he lacks first-class grades and is not as mature and humorous as high school boys.

Qin didn't take all this to heart. He is still talking and laughing, active in the class during recess or on the court of extracurricular activities. My deskmate said, "Qin is really handsome."

But I believe that all this is just his appearance. He can't fool me. I can see from his sudden silence that he is hurt. I am heartbroken and indignant. I think ginger is a little too much. Why does she want to have it both ways?

Of course, no one cares about my heartache, and no one cares about my grievances. Qin turned a blind eye to a third-rate girl like me again. I think only my duckling knows my mind. I haven't taken the duckling downstairs for a walk for two days. They circled around me discontentedly, which made me very uneasy.

I never dreamed that such an opportunity would come to me and everything would change with it.

Today is my duty and that of Zhu Zhu. Zhu Zhu left in advance (she is always on duty). I stayed alone to clean the classroom and tidy up the desks and teaching AIDS. It is rare for a person to occupy such a large space. I slowly swept this place, let my mind out and let it wander in the classroom. I cleaned Qin You's position very carefully, and carefully wiped his desk and chair with the rag I often used. I know I'm stupid and ridiculous, but I can't control my behavior. Doing so makes me feel at ease and happy.

Lock the classroom door and come out, only to find that it is raining outside. The bright early autumn dusk has also become dim. I hesitated to stand at the door of the teaching building, considering whether to rush back.

Looking up casually, I suddenly found another person playing basketball on the playground, to be exact, shooting one after another. The dark rain curtain filtered the shooting action into a silent mechanical behavior, but I can still clearly feel the shooter's venting power.

I suddenly understood that this is Qin You. I walked into the rain curtain without thinking and stood a little far from the basketball stand.

The pain in Qin's eyes shocked me. I only know that Jiang Yilian's behavior and words hurt him, but I didn't expect to hurt him so much. I remembered an article I read, saying that seemingly casual boys are actually more difficult to bear all kinds of external injuries. Is that really the case?

A ball bounced off the basketball stand and flew straight at me. I didn't dodge, so I let it hit me hard.

"I'm sorry." Qin came running again, picked up the basketball and stood in front of me.

I was a little dizzy at that moment. The dark sky, the dense autumn rain and the empty and quiet playground are all suffocating heroic spirit ... am I dreaming or in Qiong Yao's novels?

"Why do you play alone? Look, the clothes are all wet. " I wonder if this is true. I'm talking. When did I become so bold and gentle?

"Nothing, it's fun." Qin said it again, ran back to the playground and continued shooting.

I know he is hiding again. I'm smart, I didn't say a word, I just stood there and looked at him intently.

Fine autumn rain poured on my hair layer by layer, and soon, water droplets dripped down the hair tips.

"Why don't you go home?" Qin played a few more balls, and when he saw me standing still, he couldn't help running back and asking me.

"I'll wait for you." I heard myself say that. My voice is quiet and firm, which is the kind of voice that an excellent girl like Jiang Yilian dares to use.

Qin gave me another unexpected look, thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's go."

In this way, I was walking in the street in the rain, and the boy came to my mind.

Only then did I understand why I was so bold and resolute: I wanted to pull him out of his pain by any possible means.

It's just that I'm all thumbs and have nothing to say. I know, I can't mention Jiang Yilian, and I can't let him know that I have read his mind. So, what should I say?

"You don't seem to talk much in class?" Qin broke the silence again.

I nodded, but quickly added, "I'm not like this at home."

Suddenly found the topic. Qin and I talked about my duckling, my flowers and plants, my books (in fact, my parents' books, they are all teachers of Chinese department in a university), and my little sister in Yunnan. "She regarded me as a kind and omnipotent big sister in a big city. I am really happy to be trusted and needed so much. "

Qin once again looked at me unexpectedly and said, "I had little contact with you before." I didn't expect you to be so rich. "

Rich? Is Qin judging me again?

My mood is rising further. I almost forgot my humble side at school. I looked up at Qin You, a head taller than myself, and told him my new discovery with great interest: "I think some people have two sides, such as me. I am like two completely different people at school and at home. I like you ... "I swallowed a mouthful of saliva and swallowed the words" Jiang Yi cilia "back to the past. "You should only have one side because you are excellent." Speaking of which, my face is a little red.

I can see that my words made Qin very interested, and the last sentence obviously made him feel better.

It's just that the corner is disturbed Qin is going to turn again, and I'm going to keep going.

"Thank you." When we parted, Qin looked at me with dark eyes and whispered this sentence.

My heart is pounding.

four

The next day, I came to school early in the morning.

I was caught in the rain yesterday, which made me pay a heavy price-as soon as I got home, I started sneezing and running nose until I fell asleep with a low fever. Originally, my mother wanted me to ask for a sick day, but I refused-I was not in the mood to ask for sick leave in bed.

Qin, who came into the classroom, took one look as usual and couldn't see any movement. Wait a minute.-Oh, my God! His eyes looked at me with a smile. I'm surprised. I have been staring at him stupidly, and I have no time to dodge. I just smiled at him awkwardly and then bowed my head guiltily.

It happened that our movements were seen by Zhu Zhu. She quickly fell on my shoulder and shouted in my ear in surprise and jealousy, "What are you doing?" Why does Qin smile at you? "

I suspect that people all over the world have heard Zhu Zhu's words. Jiang Yi cilia also turned to look at me.

I haven't decided whether to scold Zhu Zhu or thank Zhu Zhu. A sneeze rushed to the nasal cavity. It's terrible, at this time. I tried to hold back, and the result became more and more serious-there was an earth-shattering noise, and I immediately panicked, with tears and a runny nose.

I quickly buried my head in the middle of the table and fumbled for the napkin in my bag.

When I looked up, I found Qin standing in front of the table again.

"You also have a cold? I happened to have some medicine with me. I'll give you two. "

In fact, of course I have medicine in my schoolbag, but I'm a little stupid and didn't expect to refuse. Just watch him put two orange pills on my desk, give me a friendly smile and walk back to his seat.

A boy whistled. Zhu Zhu said in a strange voice, "The world is changing rapidly, which is really incomprehensible."

God bless, the bell for self-study in the morning rang. I quickly read the English book and didn't know what to say. Zhu Zhu squeezed my arm hard and said, "What are you pretending to be?"

Of course I ignored her.

five

What happened after that exceeded my expectations and everyone's expectations.

Qin began to associate with me very actively again. When school is over, he will take the initiative to wait for me. We walked out of the school gate together, walked to the corner, and then parted. On the way, we have been talking. God knows how two complete strangers have so much to say. Sometimes we talk about school, and sometimes we talk about family. For the first time, I know how wonderful it is to associate with boys; I also know for the first time that I am such a talkative person.

If there is a basketball game, Qin will tell me in advance and then say, "You must go and cheer for us." On the day of the game, I will stand on the edge of the playground on time, mingle with a lot of crazy girls, change the image of being silent in the past, and cheer and applaud loudly without fear.

I love school life as never before, even the most troublesome physics and politics classes. I have a strong feeling that my two faces are quietly overlapping.

But Zhu Zhu, my deskmate, has repeatedly destroyed my good impression: "I said, has he written to you?"

"Stay in the classroom every day, write what letter? Trouble. "

"So, did he say he likes you?"

"disgusting."

"I won't write you a love letter, and I won't tell you sweet nothings. What kind of love is this? "

I was anxious and angry: "When did I say we were in love?"

Wry smile: "I don't think Qin will fall in love with you. So, what is this? "

I almost jumped up in embarrassment: "We are friends, good friends, can't we?"

"Ha." Zhu Zhu doesn't care about my attitude. She leaned close to my ear and said in a witch-like gloomy tone, "Be careful, don't be used by others. Pay attention to Jiang Yi's eyes. "

I have never hated Zhu Zhu as much as I do now. Hate, hate, hate.

However, in my heart, I have to admit that there is something wrong with Zhu Zhu, for example, about Jiang Yi's eyes.

I'm not an idiot. When I associate with Qin again, I will definitely pay more attention to my attitude than others.

At first, it was mocking, with a hint of embarrassment; Then there was some obvious irritation in her eyes; Now, the anger has subsided, and Jiang Yi's eyes are empty. I can't see what she's thinking.

But I firmly deny that Qin is using me again. You can't pretend to be friendly to a person forever. To say the least, even if he is really using me, then I am willing. As I said before, I will pull him out of his pain by any possible means. Now that I have done this, what can I regret? Besides, the invisible help he gave me at the same time may be much greater than what I gave him.

six

It's the end of 10, and the cold air from the north invaded the south for the first time, which brought rainy weather to our city for several days. We all wear thick jackets. Speaking of it, this is really a very strange thing. My story with Qin You is always related to rainy weather. We started in the rain and some ended in the rain.

I had a hunch when the monitor of the class next door and the boys of Grade Three in Senior Three no longer frequently appeared at the door of our classroom.

After school, Qin and I walked out of the classroom together as usual. We each walked into the humid air with umbrellas, and whether it was related to the weather or not, we were not in a hurry to talk this time. I hid under my light blue umbrella, listening to the sound of autumn rain hitting the umbrella.

Caught off guard, a strong sadness suddenly rose and suddenly exploded in my chest like fireworks. This is the first time that I am dissatisfied with my relationship with Qin. Ah, I really look forward to it. It turns out that I really yearn for it-hearing Qin's affectionate words, hearing him say "you are so cute" to me, or even "I like you". In this gloomy weather, in this rare silence, I heard the deepest real desire and voice!

I licked my lips and wanted to talk. No matter what he thinks, at least, I should speak my feelings bravely, just like last rainy day. I decided not to consider the result. I didn't start. Where did I get the results?

However, I didn't have a chance-a red umbrella stood in front of Qin You and me.

"Can I talk to you?" Cilia didn't look at me, just looked at Qin and said it again. This is her usual attitude.

I looked away from Qin's face, and it suddenly became pleasantly surprised and radiant. I can hear my heart freeze in an instant.

"Well, why don't you go back alone?"

"ok." I really admire myself for speaking in such a calm voice, and I also smiled. I turned around and left slowly.

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As you can imagine, I became the laughingstock of my class. I don't plead, I don't complain, and of course I'm not angry. I just kept silent. "You ah, really-"Zhu Zhu dragged a long cavity to say my words. I know she omitted harsh words such as "cowardice" and "waste". "Qin is obviously using you to stimulate Jiang Yilian!" I held back the bitterness and pain that suddenly welled up in my heart and said nothing.

So what? So what if it's not like this? I once had a wonderful process. Now, it's over

Sitting under the desk lamp at night, I opened my schoolbag to do my homework and found a letter. I spread it out and read slowly.

I really don't know what to say to you. I just want to beg you-don't think so badly of me, I'm not what people say.

In that case, I'm using you. Yes, I like her, and I will give up my friendship with you for her.

You are a very nice girl, smart and understanding. Your future must be wonderful.

Forgive me, please accept my blessing.

Qin youri

I read the contents once, and then read them again and again, tearing the letter paper into smaller and smaller pieces.

Not resentment and venting, just don't want to keep it.

eight

At the weekend, I gave the duckling to a little girl who just went to grade one downstairs. When she used to take the duckling for a walk, she always ran behind and asked questions enviously. The little girl held two ducklings to her chest and asked me incredulously, "Did you really give them to me?" Won't you go back? "

I didn't answer the little girl.

When I got home, I pulled out all the pots of flowers and plants I had worked so hard to raise without saying anything, which was the most thorough uprooting. The exposure of white roots to the midday sun in autumn makes my eyes want to cry.

My mother stood by and looked at me dumbfounded: "Are you crazy? Flowers and plants have feelings. Why do you hurt them like this? How did they make you angry? "

Dad high-fived: "OK, OK, that's great. Duck flowers no longer itch. It seems that my daughter is really determined to study hard. Haven't you been waiting for your daughter to realize herself? "

I didn't pay attention to what my parents said.

Then, I sat down and began to write to my little sister in Yunnan:

Dear little sister:

How are you? Have you improved your grades now? Is the pimple on your face cured? Sister, I really hope you are beautiful and successful.

Good grades, so everyone will like you. The fact that my sister is not beautiful cannot be changed. But grades can be changed,

Therefore, my sister decided to study hard from today and must get good grades in the exam. My sister doesn't want to be a student anymore.

A third-rate character who can care nothing and betray at any time.

Write here, tears still unwillingly flow out.

I didn't wipe it, so it keeps coming out. That's enough. I'll wash my face, then send a letter, and then come back to see my writing homework.

I hope it helps you.