things you do not know

I think that people who have been in the third year of high school or are currently in the third year of high school have this feeling. They are busy studying every day, but they don’t know what to study, and what they have not mastered. meeting.I was like this when I first started. It was the time of make-up classes during the summer vacation. Make-up classes, in fact, can’t be called make-up classes, because from the first day of class, a round of review has already begun. Thousands of thousands who are about to take the college entrance examination a year later The smoke-free war among tens of thousands of candidates has already begun. Maybe we were still comrades-in-arms before the college entrance examination, but when we volunteered to enroll in the same school, we became enemies of each other. But when others are better than themselves, they have changed from friends to strangers who are strangers than strangers.

Speaking back to the third year of high school, there will always be an adaptation period when I first entered the third year of high school. During the adaptation period, I have not adapted to all kinds of discomforts. I thought about where she was sitting upstairs, what she was doing, whether she was facing the top of my head, and whether she was seriously doing the questions.Ah, to do the questions, I have to study hard, for me and for her, now that she has not entered the key class, the students in the class should not have her grades as good as hers, I have to study hard, take the initiative to find her, and wait for her. If I can, I will tell her. Now that I think about it, why don’t I know who gave me the confidence at that time, and I actually told her the topic like this, and I didn’t even think about whether she would listen to me.

The life in the third year of high school is very boring. I just do the questions and then do the questions every day. In the first semester, I seldom went to see her. I didn’t dare to go. I don’t know if she would welcome me. Sometimes, I secretly write notes to her, write some encouraging words, write some problem-solving methods, or the learning methods I discovered.I also know that things like learning methods are actually useless, but every time the weekly test ends and I sneak to the door of their class to see her results, I feel anxious. Watching her regress is more uncomfortable than myself.

I wrote a note to her and said: "I'm always here, come to me if you need something." But I thought, it must be the second year of high school, I didn't do it, she couldn't believe it.So she never came to me after that time.I wrote on the note: "If you have any questions, you can copy the test paper or the questions, and I will write the analysis for you. I don't know how many top students in our class. I will send it back to you soon after I finish writing." Finally. , she asked me the first question.

I remember that time she gave me the test paper that she would not change before. After I got it, I started to write the analysis. I wrote it very carefully all morning, sorted it out, and prepared to go back to the dormitory for her after dinner.On the way to eat, the test paper fell into the pond left by the rain. I hurriedly picked it up, pressed the paper towel on it, and put it in the book I carried with me after entering the cafeteria, for fear of folding it.After eating, I opened it and looked. It was almost dry and there were no wrinkles. I was a little relieved, but some words on it were blurred, and suddenly I was at a loss. Will she be angry, what should I do... She shouldn't be... not angry... right...

I went to her dormitory with a restless heart. She washed her hair in the water room. I put the test paper and the walnut dew I gave her on her bed and went to the water room to find her.Maybe it was due to her feeling, and I found her position when I went in, but she didn't see me, so she got closer, and then got closer, and stopped when she was about to touch her, poking her back nervously with her fingers "Well, Yang Jia, I, I put the paper on your bed." She didn't hear my anxiety, and she didn't know what I did.

"Huh? Okay, I'll go back and see after I wash my hair, you go back, the bell is about to ring." She was afraid that if I was late to the dormitory, my name would be remembered by the housekeeper.

"It's okay, that, Yang Jia, I have some bad news for you." One hand was holding the zipper on his chest, and the other hand was stirring behind.

"Huh? Bad news? What's the matter?"

"Well, I dropped your test paper into the water during dinner today." She lowered her head, ready to listen to what she had to say.Although I also felt that she should not be angry, I was still uneasy.

"Oh, I thought it was something, just fall into the water, it's okay." Her tone didn't really mind it.

"Oh, you go back quickly, the bell is about to ring, and I have to wash up and go back to sleep." She started urging me to go back to the dormitory just as her heartbeat returned to calm.

"Okay, I'll go back, and I'll dry my hair later before going to sleep." Knowing that she didn't want me to be seen by the class teacher, I told her to turn around and go back to the dormitory.

Sure enough, not long after returning to the dormitory, the head teacher came to check the dormitory. It seemed that she had also figured out the rules of the teacher's dormitory check.

The student holidays of the third year of high school are very short, and the holidays are late, which happens to coincide with her birthday.I was planning what to give her a month ago.Do you want to buy a notebook?Isn't this how gifts are usually given at school?But when I think about it this way, I don't want to give the notebook anymore, I don't want to be like them, I think, let her remember me, this may be the last time I will give her a gift in person, and I don't know if there will be another chance in the future.But what should I give as a gift? I bought a glass crystal piano-style music box last year. I can still recall my thoughts when I bought it. At that time, I was thinking that there are no beautiful people, only glass crystal Be worthy of her.But this year, I only have a few hours a month, and I go to school in another city, so I don’t know where to buy it. Moreover, I don’t want people to know that I am preparing a gift for her. I always feel that everyone will know that I love her. her mind.

In this way, one month will soon be over, seeing that her birthday is approaching but I haven’t prepared a gift yet, and I can’t tell others about the torment in my heart. In fact, it’s not that I can’t, but I dare not, others It doesn't matter what I say, but I'm afraid that she will be involved, even if there is only a small chance.

Fortunately, it was a day off before her birthday, so I went out to eat with the group leader, and thought about what I could give away, and when I got out of the school gate and looked at everything around the school, I had a flash of inspiration, I can buy something to eat, Well, that's it.

So I decided to buy food, something that is good for my body, um... fruit, and some milk, that's it.

I remember that her birthday was Sunday, and she could sleep in in the morning, but she hadn’t slept in since she was in the third year of high school. She originally wanted to get up early, sneak into her class, put her things down, and then go back to her class without anyone noticing. Slip away, but unexpectedly, on her birthday, she got up early as usual and came to the classroom, sorted out the wrong questions for this week, stood at the door, ready to go in, but did not expect to see through the door Then I saw her sitting on the stool, studying hard. Suddenly, it was as if heels had been born on her feet, and she couldn't move, but just stared at her.Finally, she saw me when she looked up, and then stepped in, holding a plastic bag in her hand, thinking that the birthday present she gave her was packed in such a simple plastic bag, so she didn't want to take it out.With his head down, he walked up to her, put the things in his hand on her desk, and said "Happy Birthday".I don't know if she heard it or not, she turned around and left, never giving her a chance to stop me.

In the afternoon, the third graders take a bath together. Usually at this time, I will call my mother to report the recent situation, mainly about the study situation.After the phone call, I went to the school supermarket with my friends to buy some stationery and fruit, and when I came out, I saw her standing in line waiting to make a call.Her heart seemed to beat twice uncontrollably. She was wearing that white shirt, she still had such a clean smile, and still had such smiling eyes. There were only dim street lights on around her, and the sky was already very dark, but her But the eyes are so bright, from such a distance, I seem to find my reflection in it, looking at her smiling face when she is on the phone, the surroundings seem not so dark anymore.Hiding behind the tree, I don't want her to find me, watching her frown and smile secretly like an idiot, the little friend said, "How do you know I'm going to call." "Hurry up and queue up, I'll wait You." Resisting the irritability that her figure was blocked, she replied, and continued to lean against the tree behind her, watching her make a phone call. Fortunately, such idiotic behavior was not discovered, otherwise I would definitely find a place to sew got in.

Her birthday is over, and it's almost time for winter vacation, but the school will definitely not make it easy for you. During the seven-day vacation, seven test papers are left for each subject, and there is no rest on the first day of the new year. However, I I didn't do any of them, I didn't have an answer, and I did it for nothing. As a result, I had something that I regretted after the college entrance examination. Of course, these are things for later.

On New Year's Eve, like in previous years, I sent her a message at exactly twelve o'clock, although the words written every year are not much different, I always say that sentence every year, I always say that sentence Happy New Year every year, I don't know Will she be annoying, but I want her to receive my blessing on the first day of the new year, because it is already late, and I urged her to go to bed after chatting casually. I was visiting relatives to pay New Year's greetings until the fourth day of the lunar new year, but I collected a lot of lucky money, but it was all used for living expenses.

It's finally the start of school, and I was thinking of doing a good job of making up the homework after the school started, but the second round of review has started, and the time is so tight that there is no time to do the previous homework, and those test papers are gone.

During the daily weekly test, I suddenly wanted to go to the third canteen for dinner. I went to the third canteen with my roommates. I was chatting on the way back to the dormitory after eating. I suddenly heard someone calling me. It turned out to be a former classmate, but I heard Her voice froze, she didn't expect to meet her.

"Hey, what's the matter with you, I called you three times and you didn't hear me, but she taught you once and you heard it." Listening to her scolding me, I felt a kind of masochistic joy.

"No, I'm far away. At first I thought it was my auditory hallucination." She smiled flatteringly, I knew she was joking with me, and I was also acting with her.

"Li Fan, do you have time next Sunday morning?" She suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Li Fan, I want to ask you out?" I was still wondering why she asked me this?Shouldn't she know?As a result, I heard her indecent words, and my face turned red instantly.

"Yes, yes." He agreed in a low voice.

She didn't speak anymore, turned around and left with her little friend. I continued to talk about the previous topic with my roommate, but my mind had slipped away, and I played back the conversation just now over and over again in my mind, especially when she said with a joke "When I want to ask you out" the whole person exudes heat like a cooked duck.

Since that week, every Sunday morning, everyone went to her class to help her review.

In a blink of an eye, the [-]-day swearing-in day came, and the [-]-day countdown to the college entrance examination was getting tighter and tighter, but I still took time to accompany her at noon every day. Sometimes she would ask me a few questions, and sometimes she was doing the questions. Reading next to her or lying on the table to sleep, seems to be back when we first met, but everything is already different.

I remember that when the countdown to the college entrance examination was still more than 40 days away, looking at the report card posted outside their class and seeing her fluctuating grades, I felt extremely nervous, what if I met the college entrance examination.

When I returned to the classroom, I spent a night of self-study to seriously analyze her problem, wrote it into a small letter, and dropped it on her bed when I returned to the dormitory.But I didn't expect that she wrote me a reply, and offered to ask me to help her review her homework, and asked me to calm down and prepare for the exam seriously.I breathed a sigh of relief.Coincidentally, it was time for the weekly test again, so I made a bet with her: If I can't retreat, I will do whatever she asks me to do; if she regresses, she will sing to me.But I didn't expect that they all regressed, just like the final ending.

The college entrance examination is over, the English test is over, and the teacher on the bus back to school said: "Your three-year fixed-term imprisonment is over, and our life imprisonment has just begun." Yes, three years, it's over, no matter how much I don't want to Admittedly, this is also my alma mater, although I only remember the people here.

Seeing the people on the playground packing up their things and going home, my heart moved, I picked up the thickest pen, walked to the surrounding students, and asked them to sign their names on the school uniforms, but how long did it take to write their names? ...

Seeing her in their class, having so much fun with her roommates and classmates, being happy for her, but still unable to ignore the feeling of being stuck in her throat, I know, I am jealous, jealous of them making trouble with her, Taking pictures with her, and we didn't have a picture together, not a single one.

I watched her talking and laughing with them, and then her parents came to the playground to pick her up, I didn't go up, I didn't bother, I just want to remember her smile, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop crying , watching her go home, seeing her waving goodbye to me, I smiled, goodbye Yang Jia, I thought, we will see you again...

The author has something to say:

It's over, it's over, let me nag for a while, anyway, not many people watch it.

In fact, I know that my writing is very bad, the journal is the same, there is no literary talent at all, I just want to record something

Yesterday, I had a video chat with Yang Jia’s prototype. I haven’t chatted with her for a long time. I haven’t seen her in a long time. I don’t know what happened. Yesterday, I suddenly had the courage to call her. I didn’t forget about me. I don’t know when the next time will be the conclusion of this article. It should take a long time. Maybe I won’t come again. I just can’t thank you.Thank you for your company during this time. Although you didn't comment a single sentence, you are accompanying me after reading this article. You promised no less than [-] words and did it. That's it, goodbye everyone.