Zihan and Yijing

The sports meeting is arranged by the class cadres. In principle, it is voluntary, but there are still many people who do not comply with the regulations and adopt the method of catching the strong.Tian Yuan, the sports committee member, caught me just like that. When he came towards me, I felt something was wrong. I wanted to run but couldn’t, so I could only sit in pain and wait for the trial.

"Are you going to participate in this sports meeting?"

"Do not want to."

"It's like this. No one signed up for bunker jumping. This project is vacant. Can I apply for you? Don't be too nervous, just participate, and you don't need to get a ranking."

"alright."

I don't usually say no to people.

From then on, the physical education class that I used to relax every time finally had new content and a substantial theme.

I told Wang Yijing that I had signed up to jump into the pit and needed practice, so she happily planned to practice with her.

"I could be a coach."

Actually she just said some corny stuff when I was dying of exhaustion, the kind that the brain knows what to do but the body just can't.

"Stretch your legs as far as you can."

"Swing your arms up when you jump."

"I'm sorry I can't do it." I was really tired, so I stopped practicing, and I didn't need to get a ranking or work hard, just pass it, and the expectation I gave myself was not to be at the bottom.

Speaking of which, I don’t have any talent in sports, even a poor one. Talent is both an excuse and a good word to stop losses in time. When you pay too much but find that you can’t achieve your goals, you have lost too much up.

There are potholes on the bunkers, marking my slight progress.Someone came to jump while I was resting, and it broke my farthest record by far.I glanced again reluctantly.

"Defense broken?" Wang Yijing asked me.

"broken."

"Why do you want to participate in this event?"

"Because the class cadres pulled me to sign up, I can't refuse."

"I'm ashamed to refuse. No matter how much you ask, it won't work."

"It's troublesome to say no to people."

Speaking of which, I am not opposed to participating in the sports meeting. I live too casually. As long as others arrange my life, as long as it is not too much, I will allow it. There are no strong principles or thunder points.

The principle that it must rain in the sports meeting has not appeared. Generally speaking, students who have taken enough cultural courses are eager to appear on the day of the sports meeting, so that they can move freely, put away their annoying books, and go outside to relax.And the sports will be lively.Very happy.

There are also a group of athletes who are inconspicuous on weekdays. Their brilliance is covered by those good students, and they can only be revealed on this day.My event is ranked after the 800-meter and 1000-meter ironman events. I looked at the figure of the No. big circle.

Soon it was my turn, I looked away and started to warm up, suddenly a abdominal pain hit, I squatted down for a while, planning to ask the class leader for leave, Tian Yuan vetoed me, "It's okay and you don't want to compete for the ranking, you just Just dance around, if you don't participate, the class will not have the corresponding points, and it will be very difficult."

Well, I thought, then I can only bite the bullet.

During the sprint, I could hear the wind whistling in my ears, and the crowd became blurred. I tried to stretch my legs in the air, and finally reached a mid-range result.My job is done.

I was free again, and there was a burst of cheers from the high jump. It turned out that No.1 jumped over again after the height of the pole was adjusted. past.

Maybe many things that are complicated and difficult for me are as simple as drinking water for others. I accept this fact. There is a gap between people and people. After understanding this, I learned to observe and stand on the sidelines. Knowing that I can't compare, even if I participate, I just try my best, and I don't force a result.

The school's original arrangement was that there would be no evening self-study on Friday and Saturday nights, six days of study per week, and one day off on Sunday.The school leaders didn't know where to get the scriptures, so they ordered the addition of Friday and Saturday evening self-study.

Students dare not speak out.

On a pillar across the hall of the teaching building, I saw a lot of notices, which said, "Unscrupulous schools ruin my youth." "What about the school schedule next door? What about our trash school?" "Give me a rest. "I'm going to die suddenly from exhaustion." I don't know who posted it.

I didn't expect it to be useful. The school leaders canceled these plans. It seems that it is still effective to seize the position of public opinion in time.

It took 10 minutes for the evening self-study class to finish. I left the airy classroom and breathed the outside air in the corridor. I caught a glimpse of a corner of the school corridor. A man and a woman were playing. The boy wanted to kiss the girl, but the girl kept Pushing not very hard, the boy pressed the girl's hands with both hands, and then moved closer, getting closer and closer. The girl still seemed to disagree, but she couldn't see the meaning of being unhappy.

When the bell rang for the evening self-study class, the onlookers also dispersed. I watched the ending silently. The ending was that the boy finally succeeded. I returned to the classroom as if I had watched the ending of a movie.

There is no doubt that it is a good thing to have a good impression on a person. Will such a good thing happen to me?All the plots of novels and things described on TV, those heartbeats and throbbing descriptions, those romantic joys, will they also happen to me, and will I still think about whom?

Oh, it's so difficult.

Here is a brief summary of my love history. The naive "I like whoever I like to get the other's attention by bullying" did not work for me, but I did love a few deskmates. Children, for playmates They are all reluctant to part with each other, and they will also be shy because of the booing of their classmates. Some classmates will forcefully say who you like, and I will blush when I deny it, and I will pay extra attention to that person afterwards. That's it.

To put it simply, the boys I like should be considerate and gentle.In the restless and depressive campus life of adolescence, there are many people like me who long for an extraordinary love or some changes to save themselves from the boring.

Love behavior in adolescence is generally called puppy love. I don’t agree. Love needs practice. I can’t learn love from books, TV and novels, and I can’t learn love from watching people around me. With a "non-participating" attitude, many things can be understood through observation and imitation, but this is not the case in love. It is really difficult to understand just by looking at it, and it is difficult to understand what the person is thinking without being in it.

The girls around me have been playing cp since junior high school. People want to watch other people's love more than their own love. They can learn the sweetness from those enthusiastic eyes and see all kinds of fairy love from novels. It is conceivable to see other people's love The mood and sweetness of the parties involved, you can only see the good side, and then beautify love, which is much better than experiencing it yourself.

People always use moonlight to describe love, because people are more emotional at night, and the moonlight is always as bright as ever, round and short, witnessing the enthusiasm and solemnity of countless love words at that time, and also witnessed the subsequent breakup, the moon appeared at night again, That is the time when the longing is usually the thickest in the novel, and the longing is constantly entwined around the body. The background frame of these memories must have the figure of the moon.

If there is a chance, I will go to the moon with the person I like.

I simply keep it in my mind.

In a flash of time, it’s Mid-Autumn Festival, and it’s time for a holiday. It’s another day of doing nothing. On such a good day, I want to ask my friends out for a walk. I think Wang Yijing will agree. If she doesn’t go, then I will be alone Go for a walk in the park.

The phone got through, and I heard her familiar voice, which had its own unique rhythm like music.

"Can I go for a walk in the park at night?"

"Can,"

"where do we meet?"

"At the gate of the park."

I came to the park alone, because my home is far away from the park, so she has already arrived. She is wearing pure white and flawless clothes, shining brightly under the moonlight.It started again, and I had a strange feeling again. I felt more and more that there was a vortex or some inexplicable magic around her, like some kind of magnetic force was attracting me. I was pushed by an inexplicable force, and my steps were involuntarily towards Wang Yijing direction to go.

"I brought you mooncakes. I don't know what flavor you like." I took out a small gift, "I brought them too. This is the mooncake my family ate tonight." I took it and said it was her first time. The first time I gave me something, although everyone did it smoothly.

I don't like mooncakes, but it's not easy to please others. I took a bite out of face, and then walked in the park with her. A few faint meows attracted my attention. I squatted down among the grass, After a few tentative responses, a thin gray cat came out slowly. Because it was still young, it walked unsteadily. It walked up to me, stuck out its pink tongue, and licked it. My fingers, I feel the heat of its tongue.

"Take it back and raise it." Wang Yijing persuaded me, and I nodded. "Come up with a name." "Looking at the posture of it squatting in the grass and then coming out to touch porcelain, you can consider calling it Timo." | "This name is fine." "You really have a cat-like physique, and cats like you." Wang Yijing sighed , "Because I love small animals very much.

On the way, I could feel the restlessness of the kitten in my arms. It didn’t struggle or be afraid. It was a warm little life in the center of my palm. I felt it was a responsibility and I was amazed by the miracle of life. A very fresh little meat ball, it can laugh, be hungry and hurt, fragile and weak, but it can trust human beings and give itself to me. It must be very hard to wander in a dangerous and cruel world. Why can it recognize me? , come out from the grass and lick my hand?

When I got home, my mother accepted it helplessly. I temporarily took out the ham from the kitchen and planned to go to the pet store to buy cat food the next day.Although Teemo is a stray kitten, his self-care ability is not bad, his body does not feel dirty, and his hair is combed smoothly.Deworming vaccines can also be arranged.

I looked at Teemo, who was drinking water slowly, and felt a sense of relief and warmth.