Those years

Stumbling in the secular world, confusing good and evil, can't distinguish good from evil. The more you grow up, all the ups and downs begin to condense and evolve into a bright "tired" hanging in the years. After all, I began to be wary of this hostile world and became narrow and lonely. If you want to escape from the sinister heart, you will eventually go to someone's destination and mix with the bustling crowd. Struggling, shouting, but can't escape. You always have to go this way.

I would rather stay on the road than reach the finish line. ...

When I was in junior high school, my family was very poor.

But not as those who used to be poor together know.

Because of poverty, my parents quarrel every day, and they fight even when they quarrel badly. Dishes and furniture are bitter, and the louder the noise, the poorer the noise.

Because of poverty, Spike has become a nail house in the class. Whenever he collects tuition fees, Spike is always late. It's not that she doesn't want to, it's not at home. The head teacher always stands at the door of the classroom and calls her home to get money. She always walks out of her classmates' sight with her head down like a mountain on her back.

Thirteen or fourteen, the proudest age. Because of poverty, Xiao Sui became an "alternative" in the school. Although no one has said it personally, I can feel the whispers of my classmates.

She always avoids the eyes of her classmates and has no friends at school.

It's a long way from home to school. At that time, her favorite time was after school. She packed her schoolbag slowly and unhurriedly, until her classmates had almost walked, and then she gently pushed the car out of the school gate.

The sunset is still looking at the hill, and Spike feels that the sunset is waiting for her to go home. She narrowed her eyes, felt the gold, thought nothing, and was satisfied. Xiaonian rides slowly, and she is afraid that Grandpa Sun can't keep up with her rhythm. The sunset followed her footsteps and accompanied her through one journey after another.

I don't want to go back to my home without temperature, and I don't want to go to a school that doesn't exist. I just want to ride it all the time The road always has an end. She always gets off the bus, walks into the smoke, walks into loneliness, and then pretends as if nothing has happened to deal with the world.

So I walked on this lonely road, riding through spring, summer, autumn and winter, riding and growing up. ...

Ayue is a high school student, and her family conditions are much better than that of her junior year.

Life in high school is very hectic. Ayue lives on campus and only goes home once a month. She was admitted to the best high school in the county from the junior high school in the countryside. I didn't get a good grade at first, so I counted down in the class. My deskmate graduated from the county experimental middle school with excellent results, and she looked down on Ayue in the village.

This inspired Ayue's fighting spirit. She put away her cynicism in junior high school and studied hard. In the mid-term exam, Ayue was admitted to the top five in her class. Since the final exam, Ayue has firmly occupied the first throne.

Believe it or not: Good grades can make more friends.

There are always a group of people around Ayue, and life is very lively. Ah Yue became very active and refreshed. But after the excitement, Ayue still likes quiet years.

Therefore, the holiday at the end of each month becomes the warmest time in Ayue. On Friday night, the whole school was boiling and chattering. When the bell rings, they nest together and the students are quiet in school. Ayue slowly packed her schoolbag, pushed the car and walked through the silent campus. Occasionally, the wind blows, lifting the gentle bangs on the forehead and blowing the restless youth.

The sunset is happy and warm.

Ah Yue rode through the downtown area quickly, turned a corner and took to the country road. She slowed down to the slowest and even got off the bus and walked a short distance. There is Rene Liu's song in the earphone, humming. When she sings heartily, when pedestrians pass by, she will stick out her tongue behind others' backs shyly.

When she doesn't listen to music, she will repeat what she wants to tell her parents, for fear of missing a little excitement. For example, this monthly exam is the first; For example, I participated in various competitions; For example, how did the former deskmate change his attitude towards himself? ...

Sometimes when she meets her cousins, she will take off her headphones and ride side by side with them. Everyone chased after me, laughing and laughing, and arrived home before you knew it.

The setting sun made a face at the world, fell to the other side of the mountain, and the night turned and fell.

After dinner carefully prepared by my parents and a good sleep, a new round of study is about to begin. To get good grades, A Yue needs a lot of efforts and a lot of pressure.

Therefore, Ayue likes the feeling of being on the road best. As soon as she got off the bus, she walked into the secular world and had to chase and run for fame and fortune. ...

Jingjing is a college student. She went through the eventful autumn of high school and finally got into her favorite university.

University is not just learning, there are various stages.

Quietly, my academic achievements are remarkable, and various activities are flourishing. I also talked about a handsome boyfriend X.

Jing Jing and X are both ministers of the Student Union, and they haven't known each other very well for several months. The first impression that X gives people is arrogance and playfulness, and it doesn't leave a good impression on Quietly. Wenjing is also the kind of girl who is simple and slow-heating, and she doesn't look like X's food.

The days are shaking slowly, until the first party.

It's past four o'clock since I came out of KTV. Some people want to go to the playground, some people want to go shopping, some people want to get their hair done ... In an instant, everyone broke up, so I quietly made no plans with X and planned to go back to school.

The wind blows gently. Out of gentleness, X can't let a person wander in the street quietly.

X yawned and said lazily, go home. Quietly and strangely looking at him: can't you walk for two hours? X glanced at her and said, It's a nice day to walk.

Third street to thirteenth street.

At sunset in late spring and early summer, the air is filled with the smell of sugar.

Quietly staring at X's side face, handsome in a mess. She thought to herself how good it would be for such a boy to be a boyfriend, and she laughed out loud. X looked at her inexplicably, and she put away her smile as if nothing had happened, but she was still happy.

Wandering, chatting and dreaming all the way.

At the end of the road, he held her hand.

In the days to come, they went to many places hand in hand. Walk slowly like the first time. Seaside, parks, mountains ...

I like the feeling of walking on the road, talking about the past, talking about the present, talking about the future, whether I am happy or not ... Just holding hands at this time is like walking into the future.

Walk slowly and make the days longer. But no matter how you shake it, you will always come to the end of the road, and you will never say goodbye until you get there. Tomorrow may be holding your hand, but it is also possible that you will really come to the end of each other carelessly.

Therefore, quiet likes the feeling on the road best. As long as it is not until the end, she can always hold each other's hands. If she can, she wants to walk with the sunset, just like holding hands for the first time and moving towards eternity.

Xiao Hao has worked for more than a year. Ups and downs, experienced setbacks.

Cousin drove her back to her hometown for grandma's birthday.

My cousin has been working for ten years and has made small achievements. He changed an Audi, just took it out, and it's brand new.

It would have taken four hours to go home, but the cousin in the middle took the wrong road and walked an hour longer. But Xiao Hao doesn't feel long at all. She likes the feeling of being on the road.

Chatting all the way.

Talking about my dead uncle. It has been sixteen years since my uncle died, and my cousin went to high school that year and has been working for ten years in a blink of an eye. As a father, he realized his father's good intentions and choked several times. Uncle's voice and smile are vague and clear in his memory. At that time, she was just a child. "Come, come to uncle here ..."

You, how are you in the other world?

Talk about family disputes. My sister-in-law is my brother's college classmate. They have been in love for more than ten years and their lives are very stable. The dispute between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is always a dispute that men have to face. Cousin is no exception. He was caught between his wife and his mother. Xiaonian also thought, what would she look like if she entered the family one day?

Tell me about those years of struggle. My cousin's road is not easy, from workshop operator to lecturer to sales. This decade, there are valleys and glories. Fortunately, all this has passed, and the future will be much easier. She has just entered the workplace and is in a very confused state. She wondered whether she had the confidence to face life and work calmly in a few years.

The scenery outside the window is rushing by, the sky is getting heavier and heavier, and the home is getting closer and closer. When the sun goes down, it will arrive. Mom's jiaozi has been wrapped, and Dad has stewed the ribs. Xiao Hao's favorite shredded potatoes are still indispensable on the table.

For so many years, my favorite scenery is on the road.

Whether you ride home or go out by car, you will fantasize about going on like this until the end of time.

A person quietly leaned against the window, watching the strange scenery rush by, watching the long river sunset as natural as nature, listening to the wind whizzing by, guessing the story of a shepherd in the distance. ...

However, every section of the road has an end, and in any case, it will eventually face the bustling crowd and flood into the endless sea of people.