so called love

"September is not the season to eat apples, it's like bran radishes." Chuai Wusang leaned on the bed, playing with the red apple she had gnawed in his hand, and said with resentment in his eyes, with some watery taste.

If she had eaten bananas instead of apples, her pompous gestures would have been even better.

"I'd better eat the watermelon that is about to go out of the garden." Ding Mu picked up a fruit knife and cut a tooth from the leftover watermelon from last night, and said in a self-preserving tone.

"The watermelon you are eating now belongs to August."

"I finally waited until the watermelon season in July and August. My love for you is still very direct. It's not that I don't know how to be graceful, but that you are too beautiful. Tao Li never speaks, and still attracts people to go..." Ding Mu unexpectedly Unexpectedly, he sang.

"Whose song is this? The melody is good, but you can't sing well." Chuai Wumo looked like a senior music critic.

"I can't sing well, but at present, no one can sing this song except me."

"Could it be that you wrote this song?"

"That's right, I wrote this song." Ding Mu's eyes showed just the right amount of pride.

"Can you play and sing on the guitar?"

"The guitar score is not finished yet."

"How much is the apple you bought?" Ding Mu didn't want to talk about this song anymore, because she obviously felt that when talking about this topic, she was in a weak state of mind, so she suddenly changed the topic.

To communicate, we must learn to keep a low profile.

"8 yuan a catty."

"The apple you are eating now belongs to November."

"Out-of-season fruits are expensive and unpalatable."

"Buying out-of-season clothes is cheap, but buying out-of-season fruits is expensive."

"Let's go shopping for clothes tomorrow." Chuai Wubo said cheerfully, as if tomorrow was a day when everything would start all over again.

Thinking about something you love to do and can do always makes life feel good, even if it's just a small intention.

"It just so happens that I need to buy a blue bra."

"If you wear shabby clothes, people will remember the clothes; if you wear immaculate clothes, people will remember the woman in the clothes." Chuai Wubo said while climbing out of bed, like a koala.She was going to the water room to wash up, and the other four people in the dormitory had already gone to the water room to do their own things.

Ding Mu's cell phone rang, and the ringtone was "Leo" by Zeng Yike.

"Hello."

"Ding Mu, I'm Xixi."

"Zhang Xixi, where did you know my phone number?"

Zhang Xixi snorted from the phone, "Who did you give the phone to?"

Zhang Xixi didn't want to answer Ding Mu's irrelevant question.

From the beginning of school to the present, Ding Mu only gave Xiao Xia the number. She took the initiative to ask for Xiao Xia's number, and then called and told Xiao Xia Huicun, but Xiao Xia never called her.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Tomorrow isn't Saturday, can you accompany me to the piano store to buy a guitar? I want to learn guitar."

"Just now we chatted with Chuai Wushou about going shopping for clothes tomorrow. If you don't mind, the three of us will go together tomorrow."

"OK, all right."

"I'll call you when I leave tomorrow."

"How much is a guitar? I have to be prepared financially."

"Anything you want."

"Do you have any for 500 yuan?"

"There are still 200 yuan!"

"Oh, see you tomorrow then."

"See you tomorrow."

The night is gentle, the stars are twinkling, and the early autumn is like people's eyes, neither cold nor hot, and the loneliness accumulated in the heart can't be gone by calling Ding Mu and making a plan.

He wants to go out for a walk, he wants to eat roasted pork liver, the pork liver roasted by the aunt at the gate of the campus is always delicious, he wants to play on the swing, which can give him a debauched psychological experience.

At this moment, Zhang Xixi is swinging on the swing. Of course, it is not as fun to let loose on the swing as to let loose on his lover, but he does not have a lover now, but only has a crush.

At this moment, after doing all this, he still feels lonely, that's right, like a person who wants to drink, but all he does is substitute tea for wine!

Zhang Xixi just wants to drink now, and he uses tea instead of wine when he swings.

He couldn't afford to drink, and the loneliness accumulated in his heart seemed to be hard to get back.

He's going back to sleep, and he's going to fall asleep quickly, and when he falls asleep, he won't know it, no matter how lonely he is.

But before going to sleep, he wrote a poem, or rather, it was the poem that asked him to write it.

"Secret Love"

Zhang Xixi

Your face is like the morning dew,

Clean and nice make people forget rude;

Your profile is like the West Lake blowing willows,

Attracts my steps all the time;

Your back is like an elegant note,

when i watch you go,

Like a tree falling back in a car.

You are in the light and I am in the dark,

I see you better than you see me.

this is my joy,

It is also my pain.

Every time Zhang Xixi writes a poem, he will write his name under the title of the poem very interestingly.