The summer solstice is approaching
Text/Liu Bin
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Quote: The summer solstice is the year of the past, the so-called year and month of the past is the day that can not go back, you know.........
The summer solstice is short hair, white shirts, the years of riding a bicycle hurriedly through the shaded road, never sad, never forgotten days, you know.........
Every summer, the sky gradually brightens, and I have a low mood throughout the winter.
The most abundant summer is always the warm and brilliant sunshine, in high school, walking on the way to school in the morning, the sun has been eager to illuminate every street in the city, pave every corner of the street, look in the direction of the sunrise, and then close your eyes, the warm feeling on your face is like sprinkling baked cheese crumbs.
In that brief moment, it was as if all the troubles, all the sorrows, disappeared with the golden sun.
Most of the morning self-study is to memorize English words, while also eating the chicken rolls or burnt cakes bought at the school gate when they came, if you meet the teacher walking off the podium, you will rush to stuff the early into the table cabinet, and then it is too late to wipe your mouth, the teacher will pass by, I secretly look up, glancing at you sitting in the front row of you turned your head and winked at me.
In physical education class, the red plastic track was burned hot, and the slogans echoed on the playground, and the gap between rests raised its head, and above it was a magnificent sky, blue without a trace of impurities, and occasionally floated through a few strands of satin-like white clouds, flowing like water through the blue sky.
A circle of tall willow trees on the side of the playground once again stood up and grew strong, and when the wind blew, it made a fine rustling sound, and the huge canopy stretched out into the distance, growing into a huge green wave that rolled away, and they were full of green, quietly casting shadows on the people who did recess exercises.
Between recess activities, you said that you liked the waves on the beach, and said that after the college entrance examination, we went to see the sea together, and at that time you had a big smile and even bent your eyes like a crescent moon.
In the afternoon, the freezer at the entrance of the commissary is always crowded with people, and the foam of Coke Sprite or ice cream floods the classroom in the afternoon, and the temperature stays on clothes and skin like a sticky kitten, lingering
The brilliant sunlight shone obliquely into the classroom, most of the desk was lit, someone stood up and pulled the curtain, and the dazzling light spot on the test paper in front of him finally disappeared.
The muffled turning sound of the small fan wasn't the only sound in the math study class, but the friction of a neutral stroke across the exam paper, the birdsong passing by the window, and the occasional slight sigh at the back table.
The bell rings at the end of class, the faint fragrance of wildflowers ripples in the cool air at the instigation of the evening wind, looking at the sunset in the west, the sunset still has a thick color left, lingering at the edge of the sky for a long time, as if saying goodbye to us. The sunrise and sunset envelop our pure and beautiful youth, pushing us to the intersection of parting.
In such a journey, our shadows are stretched and shortened, and the years rumble through one difficult slice after another of life.
Maybe what we miss is not just the summer season, but for many years to come, whenever I saw an iced Coke at a convenience store, whenever I was put in the face by a ray of sunshine on a lazy afternoon, whenever I took a car past that not very tall school gate, or when it rained lightly outside the window one day in May, I could think of episodes and fragments.
Those episodes and fragments allow me to tell our story many years later, at the same bright season...
【Author's Profile】Liu Bin, a senior middle school teacher, loves to travel, loves sports, loves white, loves late at night, loves to eat lamb kebabs, likes to raise flowers in his spare time, can't do anything, always has leaves without flowers, and teaches and does things very seriously.