little city

November passed quietly like this. The student union organized a basketball game. As a member of the Propaganda Department, I wrote several newsletters and uploaded them to the school's website.

Then, in December, the student union began to organize the New Year's Day and New Year's Party, and the sophomore and freshman students became the main force.

One weekend, Jiang Tao brought a guitar and began to play "Cinderella" affectionately in the dormitory.After playing, Jiang Tao had a whim and suggested that everyone form a band together.This proposal, in my opinion, is simply a fantasy. Unexpectedly, the next day, Jiang Tao moved in the drum set and electronic organ. Jiang Tao asked Dongdong to be in charge of the drum set, I was in charge of the guitar, and he was in charge of the electronic organ and lead vocals.Before that, I had never even touched a guitar, and Dongdong had no musical background, but the three of them still played and sang indiscriminately, attracting many classmates to watch.

It was undoubtedly the worst performance, and it was also our only performance. On the same day, someone reported it to the dormitory administrator, saying that our dormitory was making noise.The next day, Jiang Tao had no choice but to move the drum kit and electronic organ away, leaving only the guitar. Jiang Tao stayed in the dormitory, allowing me to have more time to practice.

I became obsessed with this guitar, it was like finding a long-lost friend, and I couldn't put it down.I bought another guitar tutorial book, and practiced in the dormitory when I was free, but the progress was very slow. A few simple chords made my fingers peel off a layer of skin, and another layer of skin peeled off.

During that time, Jingshu and I regained our friendship without saying anything. We often met on campus, took English corner and traditional culture courses together, or studied together in the library.One day when the library was closed, the administrator teacher looked at us and suddenly smiled and said: It's nice to be young.We looked at each other in astonishment and smiled.The teacher is silent every day, and what he thinks about is also the time when he was young.

We have always maintained a pure friendship.I accompany Jing Shu to heal her injuries quietly, and company is the longest confession of love.

We have also participated in several training activities of the Zen Society. In one of them, Professor Du specially invited an eminent monk from Sichuan.The master has a kind face and simple words, but his words are clear and insightful.

At the beginning of December, Jing Shu took the initiative to call me once. She said that the weather was cold and she had no clothes to wear, so she asked me to go shopping with her.

Putting down the phone, my emotions were not on the clothes at all, but Jingshu called me.I suppressed my excitement and patted the edge of the bed with my right palm.Hirosawa sat beside him and smiled secretly.

Hiroze is a eccentric person who can't get along with ordinary people, but he has been getting along with me fairly well.Once, he actually asked me if I ate apples, he had just bought some from the supermarket.I can feel his kindness.

That day Jingshu was wearing tight light blue jeans, a white windbreaker and a pair of clean half-high-heeled leather shoes.

We went to the commercial street in the city together, took a bus first, and after getting off in the city center, there was a central park. The north-south direction was the most prosperous commercial street in the small town. There were several well-known large shopping malls at the four corners of the park. There are some trendy shops and snack bars.We watched as we walked, I have no experience shopping with girls, and Jing Shu seems not sure what to buy.

We wandered aimlessly, sometimes going into several stores in a row, and sometimes just walking down the street.There are a lot of people on the street on weekends. In the crowded crowd, we have become the only sense of security for both sides, so unconsciously, we will get closer.After shopping like this for a long time, we just walked over, walked over, took a look and left, but we never saw the products we liked.

At noon, we ate a soup dumpling and shredded pork noodles with mustard in a time-honored restaurant.The soup in the soup dumpling was hot and accidentally scalded my mouth.

After we finished our lunch, we continued to stroll around, Jing Shu walked in front, and I followed behind.I kept staring at the hairpin on Jingshu's head, the hairpin kept shaking from side to side, and I vaguely saw Jingshu's youthful appearance before.

Finally, in a store, Jing Shu fell in love with a sweater, the kind that could be worn outside. She came out of the fitting room, stood in front of the mirror, and asked me if I looked good.It is difficult for me to give a pertinent opinion. In my eyes, she looks good in anything.

The elder sister of the clerk next to her saw that Jing Shu liked it, so she sold it oppressively next to her: "Oh, this dress is really beautiful, it suits her figure so well."

The eldest sister kept looking at me and said, I was at a loss and hurriedly asked the price.

"It's not expensive. If you really want to buy it, I'll give you a [-]% discount."

I rushed to settle the bill, but Jing Shu came over to stop me.The eldest sister said happily: "Let the young man tie the knot."

When I came out of the store, the wind started to blow outside, and it was chilly. Even in the south, the small town began to feel chilly.Jingshu put her hands in the windbreaker, turned around and asked me if I was cold.

"It's not cold, it's not cold, compared to my hometown, it's like spring."

"Is it cold there, how cold is it?"

"At the coldest time, the exhaled breath immediately freezes on the face. But there is heating at home, so as long as you don't go out, you won't feel guilty."

"I really like it when it snows. It's white everywhere, but it's a pity that it doesn't snow here."

"Then you can go to my hometown if you have time. It's really frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow is drifting for thousands of miles. It's really the north wind blowing the ground and the white grass is broken. Hu Tian is snowing in August."

"There is also a spring breeze coming suddenly overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms, right?" Jing Shu responded with a smile.

Jing Shu walked happily in front, with vigorous steps, like a little white rabbit running wild in the field.Her condition has improved a lot. I don't know if she is pretending to be happy on purpose or if she is really happy. I am always happy that she is getting better day by day and getting out of the pain.

She turned back and asked me what book I was reading recently?

"I'm ashamed to say that I haven't read a book. I just practice guitar when I'm free recently."

"Really? How's your practice going? Then when are you going to play it for me?"

"In the elementary stage, I just started learning, and I can only play "Two Tigers"."

"Take your time, don't worry, as long as you like, stick to it.

"But the practice is so painful, you can see that my fingers are all worn out." I took my hand out of my pocket and showed it to Jing Shu, wanting her to touch my hand.

Jing Shu glanced at my fingers, obviously understanding my little thoughts.She just glanced at my hand, and said calmly: "It's pretty good, keep working hard, and you'll become a master if you grind it into pulp."

"Then I might as well go to the construction site to move bricks for a day, and they will definitely be ground into pulp."

"You are a hand who writes, you can't move bricks. So have you practiced brushes recently?"

"Well, I want to practice Zhao Mengfu, but I'm impatient. I can't help but scribble after writing the first two characters, just like Mi Fu."

"Are you so impetuous?"

"I don't know either. Sitting down and practicing calligraphy for 3 minutes is like sitting on pins and needles, playing basketball all afternoon, but still full of strength."

"Then you should copy the "Heart Sutra" more. In the process of copying, your mind has been purified and it feels very useful. Do you feel that I am gentler than before?"

"Is there? Then I have to take a good look." I stared at Jingshu with an excuse, but she felt embarrassed.

"I'm serious."

"You are a bodhisattva in the world, my aunt. Please save me from the dire straits."

Jing Shu lowered her head and smiled, and continued on her way.

I always thought that I was a person who likes to walk very much, but I didn't expect that someone could walk better than me.We walked back that day, and Jing Shu didn't seem tired at all.

From the canal bridge, there is a river-watching pavilion not far away, and very sad music came from the pavilion.Jingshu and I were attracted by the music. An old man with gray hair and glasses and deep wrinkles carved on his thin face sat on the stone bench in the pavilion. The melancholy tune, in the bleakness of the cold wind, looks even more bleak, and seems to be telling the endless sorrow in my heart.

We stopped, sat in the pavilion, and listened quietly. Sometimes it was deep, sometimes it was exciting, the artistic conception was profound and exciting, and Jingshu and his party burst into tears.

It turns out that the pain has not been forgotten, it is just hidden in a corner of the heart.