The shattered and beautiful youth
The author Ding Limei must be a teacher, otherwise, which profession would witness so many young youth?
When I borrowed the book, the cover was a little torn and the whole book was old, but it depicted a girl with long flowing hair, wearing a gray trench coat, a pair of legging jeans, and a pair of white-brushed lace-up sneakers, and her long hair fluttering in the wind. In front are magnolia flowers, snow-white;A flower cat on the top of his head walked forward half a step, with a cocked tail, a raised head, and a large pattern on his body, announcing to the world: stop and go at any time, welcome the beauty of the world, and in a coquettish posture.
The title of the book is "The Beauty of the Dust", but with a pious heart, I opened it and saw one youth after another, wrapped in dignity and shattered to the ground, but it was as beautiful as a sunflower.
"The Moon Like the Moon" tells such a simple story, the story is far-fetched, and it is more of a child's scene. Yangyang is the neighbor's daughter, in her eyes, ** seems to be plain nature, full of infinite vitality and novelty: a moonlit starry night, take Yangyang for a walk, the blue canopy "is only adorned with a moon, like a painting", and the famous sentences praising the moon suddenly emerged in the chest with deep literary skills, layered on top of each other, and the charm is surging. And Yang Yang, bathed in the creamy moonlight, "like a happy kitten", caught her, pointed to the moon in the sky, and asked, "What does the moon look like?"Wanting to have a "scene-based Chinese teaching", Yang Yang looked up at the sky seriously and said with certainty: "The moon is like the moon."
was stunned, it turned out that in the child's world, "life has thrown so many bends, you are you, I am me, and the moon is the moon." ”
It's like seeing the vast and boundless sea for the first time, and blurting out "The sea is so big." If you spit out another language, it must be that this sea is not vast enough.
It's like the first time you see the grasslands, rivers, and stars hanging low in the sky to your face, all the poems, touches and enjoyment brewed in advance all turned into a scream.
This is youth, youth, not to be embellished.
A small ladybug climbed onto the desk and blocked its path with a book, "It was stunned for a moment, as if it was a little puzzled, and then stretched out its tentacles and carefully touched the book", thinking that it was going to move forward, but it gave up, "it turned decisively and crawled elsewhere", and blocked it with the book, "It stopped in surprise, repeated the previous action, and when it was sure that it could not turn over the book anyway, it suddenly flapped its wings and flew to the nearest curtain" Soon, it crawled out of the crack, back to the past, back to nature.
Everyone in the world applauds the indomitable, but they don't realize that the side of letting go at the right time is depression and sinking, and the other side is relief and contemplation.
Children in the countryside, to go to school, some have to cross a few mountains, wade a few rivers, however, the geographical barrier is shallow after all, and some mountains are beyond them in their lifetime, just like a person who is bent on escaping from the mountains enters the city and finds that in his heart, the other side of the mountain is actually still a mountain.
A book can be taken with a single gesture;And for a ladybug, it is a hill that cannot be crossed for a lifetime;A geographical mountain may collapse by a bomber, but there will be many mountains in the heart that cannot be conquered.
So, why not, learn about ladybugs?If you cherish your youth, you don't have to climb over that beam.
This story was written into "Reconciling with Yourself".
He wasn't our official teacher, but a high school graduate. "At that time, we were about to graduate from junior high school, and the teacher who taught English suddenly fell ill, so he came, lame. ”
It is said that he was a relative of the headmaster, and he came in through the back door, and well-informed people were always quick to find out what was going on in all the dirt.
On the first day of class, he limped and limped, and it took a lot of effort to step onto the podium, and in the laughter of his classmates, he was so embarrassed that he looked at a stack of homework books on the podium, and held back a sentence: "There is a cloud in the sky, surnamed Bai, and my name is Baiyun." ”
Since then, a student saw him from a distance, and called "Baiyun Baiyun", as soon as he turned around, the classmate would say "ah", look up to the sky and say: "I look at the white clouds in the sky" He was not annoyed, he smiled, and also looked up at the sky.
Later, this lame man, who often bought candy for his students to eat and thought that he wanted to study hard every day, was said to have contracted an illness and left soon after. And back then, a girl he had sponsored with a limp who almost dropped out of school due to poverty, cried uncontrollably when he talked about him.
Many years later, the person who used to call him "Baiyun Baiyun" always likes to look at the sky, thinking that there must be a white cloud floating in the sky.
This story is called "There is a Cloud in the Sky and the Surname is White".
The Lie of the Rose writes a piece of youth that is more beautiful than a rose. Yu is eighteen years old and in her third year of high school. "Jade looks average, has average grades, has a quiet personality, and has a slight inferiority complex in the quiet. In this way, Jade lived quietly and was ignored.
Like every senior high school student under heavy academics, Yu also dreams of college, "Her desire is not high, she just wants to be admitted to an ordinary university, and after graduation, she can enter an ordinary company and be a small clerk, and she will be satisfied." ”
When running, the tension is alienated, and everyone's youth is restored to birds flying with fluttering wings, including jade.
It was another dusk with the sun pouring down, and in the group of young people running, Yu suddenly stumbled and fell down with a pale face......
Everyone told her that she was suffering from malnutrition syndrome. Jade herself is convinced, because her parents have both been laid off, and she is always very frugal on weekdays, especially when it comes to eating.
Her classmates came to visit her one by one, and in front of her hospital bed, there were piles of rag dolls, all kinds of delicious food, and even classmates who had hardly spoken to her in normal times, also came to see her, and she giggled at her classmates, saying "It's good to be sick."
One of the best male classmates in the class came alone every day and gave her a red rose.
Later, more and more male classmates in the class, and even male classmates from other classes, came one by one and gave her a red rose.
At first, they were all handsome and handsome and excellent in their studies, and then ordinary and even failed the exams came.
She walked on a breezy afternoon, holding a red rose in her hand as she walked. ”
She never knew that the red roses that fluttered every day were just a group of young children weaving beauty to fulfill the perfection of her life.
The flowers that bloom on the lie are even more beautiful than the flowers that are stained with dewdrops. Who was never young?Youth, it's good.
There is also a twisty story called "I Wait for You with My Brightness".
She and her husband experienced a traffic accident together, and her husband was seriously injured in the collision, but he was healed, but he could not wake up."
Whoever such a disaster falls on will be covered with sorrow, the sky will collapse, and there will be no joy in life.
But when he saw her, he was really surprised, "She's so fashionable and beautiful." On an early winter day, she wore a thin tweed dress, her face was painted with light makeup, but her lipstick was brightly smeared, like a flower blooming just right.
She sang in the hospital room, singing cheerfully, and she also told anecdotes, and when she talked about her happiness, she laughed to herself. ”
At her husband's bedside, she was dressed exquisitely, singing and dancing like a happy bird.
When everyone looked at her, it was a little weird. "This woman, her husband is like this, and she still has the heart to dress up and laugh. Some people predicted, "It won't be long before she will abandon her husband and marry another." ”
Late at night, finding that she was not in the ward, pushed open the balcony door, and she sat on the balcony, looking at the sky. "The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the faint moonlight, on her body, is plated with a layer of silver light. She looked like porcelain in the depths of the darkness. When she heard the door knock and turned her face, a string of beads fell next to her cheek, and she was crying. ”
She wiped her eyes and smiled, "I know he'll wake up, he likes me to dress up nicely, he likes me to be happy." ”
Only with such a stimulus can he wake up.
When the spring flowers are blooming, it is really beautiful with the thread of the color she said. Her **, suddenly sounded, and the voice on the other side sobbed a little, "He's awake." ”
is no longer young, but he is still nostalgic for youth. She used her youth to awaken his sleeping heart.
Youth, if there is an ageless face, some things will never change. The youth in those stories is full of broken ground, and it has also swayed in the wind, but those broken, bent and beautiful youth, each of us cherishes, like a pale yellow leaf in a book of wind and snow, every time I think of it, there are many places in my heart, and it is soft.