Don't remember from when beginning, I like a person's feeling, the day such as books and general turned over many spring and autumn period, to his cold some overwhelmed.
In my missing time, always like to sit alone in the window, looking out to the rapid changes of the city to count those who deserted footprints, remember we have gone but and clear such as yesterday's youth. A burst of autumn wind storm quickly wrapped tight coat, but cool idea still do not come loose, last year, the year before last year, is also like this.
The window head only bells ring answers, pleasing of voice, as once upon a time, different is, much a few minutes of this autumn loneliness, the less you smile.
A long time ago, I have a dream, is very simple, is that you want to have a person to send me a little bells. Today, the bells had, but less many things, such as you, him, and that silly boy west.
Remember, when we 17 years old. At that time, you always say, how wonderful age! Then you don't know my 17 years old wonderful how much hidden behind sadness.
That year, I use all my life to all the beliefs of the friendship with you to spend.
At that time, every morning, we are always together on the fast generation of bicycle want desperately to pedal to the school that steep slope. The beginning, we always push to less than half is was catching his breath to jump down from the car, mouth still mumbling to why want to building this long and so steep slope. Then one day, not hard we finally to youth peculiar stubborn push indicates to the school.
Remember, that one day, at that moment, we all laugh like a right won a big problem of bags of sweets children. Forget the car, let go of both hands to continue the unscrupulous laugh. Dredging don't know next second fall limbs upside down. But, at that time we had so many where pipe, in the heart of joy has far beyond the physical pain. Lift up the car, tapped on the dust, continue to move on with a smile. The laughter, as if through at that time to get rid of the flaws not a blue sky, we're all happy to let the world know all there.
That year, when wanzi xi a class is over, we will come to to the garage, totally unreflective old class that zhang because behind anger and pull to reaching CangQing show the face, and that seemed to destroy the za of look in the eyes.
That year the weather always is exceptionally good, so in the evening will always have countless stars climb up to the join in the fun, naughty ground blinked looking at us all the way not knead brake against the night breeze from the school "fly" to go downhill.
At that time, we can in that light feeling all forget. Forget the classroom exams everybody, forget the various branches teacher not deceived, forget the thousand ding told parents all, or even forget that fleeting moments together with us.
That summer, I'm seventeen, the sky as if know me crazy infatuated with blue, so always blue let me as a charming himself, like to sit by the window with 45 degree Angle look to it. You said, 45 degree Angle look up at the sky, is the point of view of hope in the happiness, so I fell in love with the 45 degree Angle to look up at the sky, no matter it is clear, is Yin or rain, and I thought that can look to happiness. But, but I forgot to speak because it, forget when an individual to admonish, forget the smile you and him, forget the accept you together of news, forget the said to you with a blessing, forget when you leave me view tears to flow down.
That summer, my 17 years old, I'm not the easy out of my long ago between a dream, that is to want to have a person to send me a little bells.
17 years old birthday that day, my mailbox miraculously no longer drab, newspaper, and only letters, but had a beautifully wrapped gift box. When I opened it, in the eyes of a wet, the tears automatically fall down and break in that little wooden bells.
You said this is what you owe me, I understand, you know.
That year, we for the same individual glad, cry. I understand you glad for him, but you don't know I weep for him. So, west said, xiao yu, you're a have worry child, let me really love dearly. I smile, then desperate turned to leave, fear of the next second tears will betray themselves.
Look at you and he carry a big bag of my favorite chocolate go before me, drew a blank, unexpectedly forgot to say that a "you better good oh". Until you all disappear in my view, I killer was also have so pain of heart. At that time, as if all the chocolate also has resisted the heart entanglements. Therefore, the
Reebok Devils Jerseys tears to land in the ground disappointing smashed into a piece of bears.
That summer, we did not contact, until September 1 you of a telephone. You ask, why not to sign up? I said, I want to transfer. The end of the line you seem to understand what, silence, long silence. I say, nothing I have hung. At that moment, I realized their own indifference, realized we could no longer the same as before, realized between us have of something, it's called distance...
So, later days, I become more cool, deadpan accept everything, no matter how beautiful his smile, how brilliant burst.
So, I don't have to fall in love of friends. Whenever a sense of loss when, not sat at the window watching the wind up selective skirt pull made with that little wind ring, and then in my heart I meditate on your name, I wonder if you could hear it.
Hands the phone in the trembling, looking at the string of familiar with enough to fall back such as flow Numbers, left hand over the unit in the central stagnation.
It is coming from deep in thought, I take out that year fall still henceforth no longer courage pressed the dial the number keys. Familiar with bell, or my favorite "you must certainly be happy".
The telephone connected, you feed a sound very polite to ask "who is this?" At that moment, have a lot of words want to tell it to you and your throat was choke though, tears again break out the orbit. Your silence, a minute, two minutes in the past, you ask, "are you, xiao yu"? Tears is can't resist, so I am in a hurry to hang up the phone, then you sent the information, said a lot of.
You said, you and he is over. You said, when we are young, don't know what is love, then a ShaJinEr ground to go toward inside drill to find out what was wrong. But some things in time really is vulnerable before, like glass, a touch is broken, and broken get a step careless.
I only back to the two words, but substitute for all want to say to you _ miss you.
You said, Me too!
In this time passes, chasing the stars to go on. In this chase journey and get a lot, also lost a lot. That year, we don't remember how glad the but again how sad, like the only with the wind of the bells.
We all joy and sorrow, we are avoiding would not face, until today, when I sit at my window MaoBu a ray of sunshine comes into the room to save on my face, and instead of all of the cold. Suddenly to find it so warm sunshine. At this time, I saw a girl a smile like a cherry blossom yan deeply brilliant. I put it down, and she made her to you, you said, this is really you, not used to the cold with flooding a shell.
Instantly, I again remind of that year we together on the slope pedal that smile. For a moment I felt like back to that day.
I think he and west should know that year we intertwine! So, then so long time west all think I just lack one can go partner just...... Say that this is a story, but it also may not be a story.
Maybe someone will have resonate, because, this is the most primitive you my youth... Even if it has been too far from us, but once that copy of sadness, and of that touched, still remaining in mind...
