heart to wild

"The older a person grows up, the easier it is to accept that he is not the protagonist."

On the day when the sunny and rainless summer sports meeting ended, Principal Peng, the eternal speaker, stood on the rostrum and said such a sentence that sounded very negative to the teachers and students of the school.

But from the auditorium, the teaching building, to every corner of the playground, the teenagers and teachers who were standing, sitting, or lying on the grass were all listening quietly.

Year after year, President Peng gave a different speech at the closing speech of each sports meeting.

Maybe it was enough chicken soup in the early years, but last year was drenched by a sudden heavy rain, this year he changed to another set of more down-to-earth statements.

As usual.

"When I was your age, standing in the middle of the small playground in my hometown, I always felt that I was the center of the world."

"But after graduating with great ambitions and stepping into the society, I suddenly discovered that I am actually just a passer-by in the world."

The older we grow up, the harder it is to empathize with the hot-blooded anime we were addicted to back then, because we finally slowly accept that I am not the protagonist, nor even the protagonist’s friend.

I'm just a background board in the corner of a storyboard where even the facial features are replaced by grids.

But every background board in this world has its own story, and it is these stories that connect people closely together to form a real and grand world.

"Don't be afraid of mediocrity."

"And don't settle for mediocrity."

Principal Peng told them.

"This world is very big and wonderful. I have been confined to this campus all my life, but I am willing. The only wish is that you can fly out of here - it doesn't matter if you fly high or far, as long as you can fly smoothly To reach the end is to help me see the world with all our teachers."

"With the sustenance of all the teachers of Xinya Middle School, I wish you all a bright future."

That night, the senior high school students who were allowed to participate in the last sports meeting continued to go back for evening self-study.

The third floor of the senior year is brightly lit, as if you can smell the printing ink and pen water from the nib just by looking at it from a distance.

In the night of early summer, the semi-open-air corridors below the teaching building and several floors were crowded with dense crowds.

"Come on, senior year!"

I don’t know who took the lead to call out. The first, second, and even middle school kids, thousands of people crowded around the railings in the corridor and in the small garden downstairs, looked up at the window of the third year, and opened their hands together. flashlight.

"Come on, senior year! Come on, letter!"

"You must win the college entrance examination!"

"Brothers and sisters have a bright future, happy graduation!"

"Come on, don't come back if you don't get into Tsinghua University!"

"Xinya! Xinya! Life is a Xinya person! Death is a Xinya ghost!"

"Senior An Yu, I love you!"

"It doesn't matter where you take the exam!! Be happy, hey!!!"

……

The messy laughter and shouts, even if there were some inexplicable words mixed in, did not prevent people from covering their faces and quietly wetting their eyes.

I don't know which principal said that youth is called out.

The cheering downstairs was even more lively than the house dance scene. There was a mess of laughter and crying all around. In the end, thousands of people even sang the song "Chasing Dreams with a Pure Heart" together outside.

The teachers had already put away the chalk and put away the self-study, and stood by the window, quietly took off their glasses and rubbed the corners of their eyes.

The juniors standing in the crowd yelled all the names they knew, even though they might not be heard at all in the noise, but it didn't prevent them from laughing and weeping while shouting, sobbing. Hugging the classmates beside me crying until tears and snot were all muddled.

Yu Dian, who had never experienced shouting from the building in the third year of high school, was crying especially. Even though the senior brothers and sisters he knew in the graduating class were only a few single digits, he still hugged Yu Zisheng in the crowd and was out of breath. Lower your breath.

The teacher in the broadcasting room responded by playing Lei Yuxin's "Remembrance" when the upstairs and downstairs were in a mess. When the female voice sang "This class is too arrogant / I don't speak in any class", some people laughed out of tears. Some people cried harder.

Yu Zisheng dragged the kid who was crying more fiercely, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he lowered his head amidst the bustling crowd, and hugged his little raindrop tightly in full view.

The sincerity of a young man is as precious as the stars of this night.

An Yu, who had been confessed countless times, pushed open the window of her senior year, and under the bright fluorescent light, scattered the torn pieces of the test paper into the air.

There was still a month before the college entrance examination, but the lunatics at the top rushed to the window one by one, cheering and throwing the most important and least important test papers out of the window together.

"Hey, hey, hey," the teacher tapped on the blackboard helplessly, "You guys won't be able to pass the university exam yet! One question is..."

"1 people!"

The teenagers who were lying on the side of the guardrail and rushing to answer turned their heads and smiled at him. Their young faces were as bright as sunflowers blooming under the night.

"Teacher, don't worry, our wrong questions are all fixed in the notebook!"

"What? You're such a thug! I haven't ordered it yet!"

Little lunatics.

outside the window.

The girl with short hair stretched out the flashlight outside the railing. When she was squeezed by the crowd and almost let go, the boy wearing glasses nimbly held her arm, smiled and waved the thousandth sign upstairs with her. A beam of light.

Wrapped in his sports coat, the No. [-] student of liberal arts was standing in the corner downstairs, watching the carnival on campus tonight with slanted eyebrows, when suddenly the bluffing No. [-] of science came over and pulled her to turn around and run away. into an unknown future.

Bai Xue's hands were wrapped in warm and fiery palms, and the mischievous little devil also wobbled on his toes and pinched a picture of dots and spots of out-of-focus, and smiled and sent it to Monica, who was closely related to him on Weibo, telling her: "Xinya Middle School Really super invincible spiral!!"

In the midst of countless laughs and tears, Jiang Zhai put one hand in his pocket, smiled faintly and turned his head in the crowd, looking at the teacher who was more than ten meters away, who seemed to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, slightly raised his chin, silently, flamboyantly, and at the same time It is also careful to call him with a secret.

Hello!Chen Yiran.

Today's summer night is bright with stars, but what you and I embrace are three years, four seasons, twelve o'clock.

On the night when the college entrance examination ended, the whole Yancheng was full of seventeen, eighty-nine teenagers who took off their school uniforms and ran on the road.

Yu Dian and Sister Manman, who were at home on vacation, sat on the sofa and watched the news of the college entrance examination all day. When they couldn’t help but switch to the travel TV, Yu Dian was bored biting the dry grapefruit that was almost dehydrated but still super sweet. Suddenly I heard the hostess read a place name.

"Sister Manman, don't change the channel!"

He stood up in a big reaction, the corners of his mouth curled up like tonight's crescent moon, and his eyes gradually lit up as he watched the pictures displayed one by one in the weather broadcast.

Hearing something, the child suddenly screamed, ran to the door to pick up his coat, changed his shoes as fast as he could in his life, and was about to run to school immediately.

Ding Yuan hugged Maltese and called him anxiously behind him: "Honey, where are you going so late!"

Yu nodded and did not return: "Go find Jiang Jiang!"

- my cousin!

After getting off the taxi, on the long slope, the school logo of "Xinya Middle School Litai Campus" was shining under the street lights, and the boy he liked was standing behind him in a coat, with his head slightly turned, helplessly communicating with the security guard , he just stood outside the school gate for a while, just for a short while.

"Brother Zisheng!"

Yu Dian yelled loudly, his voice was crisp and bright, the stars trembled in shock, the adults and the boy turned their heads together.

And he rushed up the 150-meter long slope in one breath with the posture of running in a Japanese drama.

run so fast!

Really worthy of being the champion of the 50-meter, 100-meter sprint, and 4x50-meter relay in this year's Summer Games!

He ran and jumped, and raised his arms to act as the weather forecaster.

"Brother Zisheng!"

"It's snowing in Melbourne today—"

Yu Zisheng took two steps back, then suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the guardrail of the school gate with one hand, and easily jumped over the fence while the adults exclaimed.

He strode down the slope, and heard Xiao Yudian smile and ask him: "Do you want to sign for your midterm exam reward?"

Yu Zisheng raised the corners of his lips, raised his chin and asked him, "What is it?"

In the night, under the sky full of stars, Yu Dian ran desperately into Yu Zisheng's open arms.

He narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the super invincible spiral sweetly threw himself into the boy's ear.

"A sunflower for you!" he said.