Chapter 10 part one how we once learned to love how we learned to love

Part 1 This is how we once learned to love This is how we learned to love (1) the first year On March 13, ××, Wednesday, cloudy to light rain In solid geometry, there is an inference that two parallel straight lines define a plane.Wu Bing and Feng Tao and I racked our brains and couldn't prove it. We asked the math teacher to teach him, but he couldn't figure it out either, which made us laugh all the time.He doesn't seem happy.What are you laughing at? Do I want to laugh?I don't want to, but I just laughed. Who is to blame?Later Wu Bing said, I have proved it.I said, if you can prove it, I will chop off your head.She said, I have proved it.Feng Tao and I leaned our heads together, and she said that it is necessary to prove that two parallel lines are on the same plane. The parallel lines are already on the same plane... Before we finished, Feng Tao and I were laughing so hard that we were already leaning forward and backward. Leaving her alone with a silly grin.

April 26, ××, Friday, sunny Learn from Lei Fengyue.A form came up which read: Liu Meimei found a triangle in the wastebasket Li Ruihai picked up two dimes in the corridor Zhang Gang picked up × angle × points on the road Xie Wandong picked up a belt in ×× Wu Bing picked up an electronic watch at ×× These fully prove that they are very lucky, otherwise how would they pick up things? Li Xiaojian was threatened with a note, saying that he "pay attention to women". Huo Yong, the class teacher, asked me if I did it.Whoa, ever since I put a newborn mouse in the drawer of five boys and one girl and created the biggest riot the class has ever seen, he asks me about everything.He asked me if I had read a lot of novels recently, and I said yes.He was very upset, and I knew that I would not be the first in the midterm exam.

On May 24, ××, Friday, sunny In the classroom at noon, when I opened the drawer, I found a small cicada in it, and a note with a crooked skull drawn on it, and it said "If you make trouble again, I will catch a little flower snake and give it to you" and so on.Signed "Old Master Q". In order to meet the damn final exam, and to play table tennis comfortably and happily during the holidays, I decided to stop bickering with Su Dabing from tonight and make a plan. 1. History should be generally clear, and history should be read whenever there is nothing to do; 2. Politics must also be read, anyway, it must be tested;

3. Do more math problems, listen in class, and do math problem sets; 4. Read the English questions you have done again, and understand what you don't understand. Su Dabing smiled flatteringly at me, and I gave him a grin. On Monday, June 10, ××, the light rain turned fine In the afternoon, I was supposed to have a history class, but the history teacher probably fell asleep and didn't come. Extremely bored, I threw a small ball of paper to Feng Tao: Does love belong to human thinking? Feng Tao said that it probably belongs to a social phenomenon. I said that the real world includes the natural world, human society and human thinking.In the final analysis, social phenomena are determined by the mode of production, and love is not determined by the mode of production, so it is not a social phenomenon, and it always appears in the writer's pen, so it should belong to human thinking.

Feng and Wu Bing discussed it with their heads down, and finally said, I think it is probably human thinking, because it is a kind of emotion. I nodded and shook my head again: it is not only a feeling, but also an action! They asked: what action? For example, watching movies, holding hands and so on. They giggled. I said, without action, there will be no such thing. Action is practice, and we must grow through practice. Su Dabing interrupted: What is that? We ignored him and read books separately. In fact, these problems are all about being full, and when you read books about being full, you will naturally say the words about being full and do things about being full.Like love or something.

××, June 20th, Thursday, sunny During self-study last night, I fought with Jiang Taigong. He said, Pepper, who wrote it.I said it was written by Jiang Taigong, and he was so angry that he kicked Feng Tao's stool.He asked me to show it, and I said that if it was Jiang Taigong, I would show it, but he didn't want to be Jiang Taigong, so he didn't watch it.He asked others what the signals were being sent from village to village in the Indian uprising.I said it was "Su Youbing", and he was so angry that Su Dabing, who was at the same table, hummed.He asked Jiang Taigong to pass a note to me, saying that I was "a bit like a woman", and I was so angry that I wanted to die.He asked again: "Is there any war in the school?" I said of course there was, but I was very surprised that a stubborn student like him could see that the sun really came out from the west.Wu Bing asked me what is a ladyboy.I said something like Su Dabing, scratching my head and scratching my ears, with a high-pitched voice, she was definitely a woman!Jiang Taigong said, who is the shemale, you?I sneered, and he said, fart fart.

Later I found out that they partnered to hide mine, no wonder they kept asking me, making it hard for me to find, so they laughed.Let's see how I fix them later! Jiang Taigong graffitied the heads on the history books and asked me who I was.They painted it beyond recognition, thinking that I couldn't guess it, but I guessed it right. They were very surprised, and I was proud of it for a long time. On June 27, ××, Thursday, overcast At noon, I conceived the situation of twelve girls in our dormitory occupying the mountain as king: Twelve heroes fell from the weeds on Guitouling (a mountain near our school) and became bandits.Miss Feng was fully armed, riding a Ukrainian big white pig, holding a pig excrement rake, and under the noise of our beating gongs and drums, she caught the class leader, the old turtle, up the mountain and swept the floor... Feng Tao was so angry that he jumped off the bed aggressively. It didn't ride a big white pig or fuck a poop rake, but it made me sick enough.With her strength, at least she can be a king of the mountain.

Today I received a letter from Akun, saying that Cheng Guang had a puppy love, and the school was full of trouble.I was taken aback and thought, everyone is changing... Part 1 This is how we once learned to love This is how we learned to love (2) the second year Saturday, April 25, ××, sunny After returning from dancing at the agricultural school, I reviewed physics.When they returned to the dormitory, Lin came over, put a notebook on my desk, and left in a hurry.I was really taken aback.There is a note on it, which is quite puzzling.I was a little flustered, and when no one saw me, I quickly stuffed the notebook into the desk and left in a hurry.After discussing with Tang Niuniu for half a day, I came to the conclusion that Lin might be ill and his thinking had gone astray.

what should I do?I didn't dare to look through his book, and I didn't dare to ask him, and I didn't dare to return it to him.He seemed unhappy and pathetic. Why does he care about me so much? He even came to comfort me after the exam, and came to ask about my health when I was sick. I was very moved, but now I don't know what to do. I am also responsible for this matter.I cared about him, I wrote him a letter after he lost, and gave him lucky stars.I regret it now, I didn't think about the consequences at all. ignore him!This is a good way, but too selfish.I wanted to help him get rid of his troubles, but the more I helped him, the more chaotic he became.

His diary has a black cover, and it must be filled with his sighs, confusion and tears. Calm down and think about the lessons of the midterm exam. The important thing is the score. Only in this way can you get back the approval and joy of your parents. Wednesday, April 29, ××, sunny I can go home to see my parents tomorrow.Pack everything up at noon, just wait for tonight to pass.Maybe you can have another meandering dream. I dreamed that I came home, lying quietly on the bed, in a daze, and heard my mother whispering softly in my ear, daughter, you are getting more and more beautiful... Is that really the case?Mother, why don't you praise me more?Am I growing up?Am I going to be beautiful?

Saturday, May 2, ××, sunny I'm satisfied, if my parents don't quarrel.Yet they quarreled fiercely. I'm going back to school.to take the train. While waiting for the bus, Dad hurried downstairs and brought two steamed buns, hot ones.He said, do you want it?I want to laugh, and I want to cry even more.When he walked in a hurry, he felt a little guilty, and the way he walked over with a steamed bun was a little funny.He squatted on the ground and waited for the car with me.I took out the chocolate and gave it to him, and he only wanted one.Dad, I don't want to go back to school.I want to cry and I know you want to cry too.You are suffering, and I am suffering too. Mom, I hate you and I pity you.Don't be too mean, in fact, you have many mistakes. Mom, you leave work tired, does anyone bring you a glass of boiling water?Does anyone give you a smile?And why am I so indifferent? The car came, and when I got in the car, my father was still eagerly holding the steamed buns, and said to the car, it was hot.He is really old. I want them to get old soon, so old that they lose their strength, so they won't quarrel, right?We can be together well, right? Wait until I am admitted to university, and I will take care of you. Wednesday, May 13, ××, sunny Lin stuffed another diary for me.I decided not to watch it, I didn't want to get in trouble.I want to tell him that I don't want to be his sworn brother anymore. Our class won the ball game, and it was not in vain for the girls to help the boys wash the jerseys for so long.The whistle blew and we jumped up, screaming and laughing.I caught a glimpse of Lin's smile.He is the goalkeeper.I rarely see him smiling so comfortably, usually he is always depressed.I don't know why, but I'm also very happy, and I really want to hand him a bottle of soda, but I said - ignore him, I can't break my promise. I didn't expect him to become the topic of my diary.I didn't expect him to like me, I figured I just needed care and friendship.He needs water, not coffee, and so do I. ××, June 4th, Thursday, sunny Agricultural technology class in the afternoon.The female teacher brought a bottle full of water and put a lot of things in it.Put citric acid first, then saccharin, she said this is white lemon.We "wowed", and the salivary glands also took the opportunity to secrete.She put in yellow paint, and then red paint, and the color of the solution began to become more pleasant.Finally, put the soda powder, and a lot of bubbles popped up, causing a lot of admiration. "Who do you want?" "I want to—" Tang Niuniu was the first to rush up to the podium with her famous big mouth cup, and I also took a small cup to go up.The teacher poured some for me, and I took a sip with a smile... What's the taste?Can't help frowning.Everyone shook their heads desperately.If you really want to start a soda business, the teacher must lose money.Although the ingredients are prepared according to the book, it is still so bad, which makes me have unprecedented doubts about all the homemade food recipes in the labor technology textbook. Play badminton in the afternoon.Lin Pao said, do you have a partner?I said no, and he said, can I be your partner?I said, you and Tang Niuniu, I will call her.Then I disappeared as quickly as an arrow from the string. Sunday, July 27, ××, sunny It turns out that the sky at the age of sixteen can be so blue! Write the story of summer on a green leaf. When autumn comes, let it wither and wither gradually. I will not ask where it is going. I saw a boy in a T-shirt smiling brightly. I accept your tribute with gratitude and joy. I have never expected myself to be a beautiful girl so much, so maybe you will remember me. You offered me your seat on the bus and I said no like a tomboy.You said that boys are going to give up their seats to girls.It dawned on me that I was a girl! When I looked up and saw your smile, I blushed. I'm sitting in the counter of a store now, watching the street. what are you thinking nowHave you received my letter, is your letter already on its way to me? If it wasn't on the avenue in that strange city, you came to ask me where I came from; if it wasn't in the bookstore, you and I discussed Lin Yutang and Liang Shiqiu; if it wasn't that cool night, you and I went to eat ice flowers; On the bus, you give up your seat to me... You said your surname is Tan, you have been in the world for many years, your name is "Jianghu Yiqi", and you are going to T University to study. I'm so afraid of you disappearing. Part 1 This is how we once learned to love This is how we learned to love (3) On September 10, ××, Thursday, sunny Today is Teacher's Day.In the morning, Tang Niuniu went up to read the thank-you letter as a member of the Shoelace Association (School Representative Association), and I applauded desperately below.When the director spoke, he used a set question: what is the teacher's name?I whispered below, called Huo Yong.The director said it was called "dedication".Pan said, Huo Yong is not called Huo Yong, but Huo Xianfeng!So I laughed.After finishing the speech, the birds and beasts scattered and went back to the classroom for self-study.Sitting in the corridor reciting politics, tired, looking up at the sky.Up and down the chirping, a gray bird hurried across the gray-blue sky, brisk and free.My heart was suddenly filled with sincere envy, and I took it all in: bird, bird, bird Qu Xiang Xiang Tian Song white hair floating green water Anthurium dial clear wave After singing, she was secretly delighted, thinking that she could call herself the fifth outstanding figure in the early Tang Dynasty.The self-study class is boring, scratching the head and frowning, drawing a large rectangle on the draft paper and annotating it in small letters: using the straightforward rectangle to conduct a calm three-dimensional analysis of space, expressing rational thinking about the repeated nirvana in the flow of time and space, and the complex of the end of the century I watched with numbness... My deskmate was amazed at my delirium language level. There is a day on October 16, ××, Sunday, sunny I was told there was a letter.I ran wildly, and when I arrived at the reception room, it was indeed a letter of loyalty from Jianghu, sent by T University.I was so happy from ear to ear all day.There is a very beautiful picture on the letter.It would be great if I received letters every day, but I shouldn't be too greedy, I am very grateful for him replying to me like this.It will take another ten days to receive the next one.He said with a straight face that he was in the third year of high school, so he had to study hard and make progress every day.So I struggled every class, whether to write back to him or not.At first I thought about not answering him first, to whet his appetite, to get angry at him, to see if he was angry or not, whether he was in a hurry or not.But if he is not angry or anxious, then I am the one who is anxious. In the third year, March 13, ××, Saturday, rain At night, I had a ridiculous dream. I dreamed that I was a slave girl and met four princes on the way to draw water.The masked Arab prince gave me a rose, and when I returned to my hut, a wandering monk said, You are no longer a slave girl, you are a princess.All of a sudden, the whole room glowed with golden light, and my shabby clothes became gorgeous robes.Alas, why doesn't such a dream make people laugh out loud. When I was taking a nap, I dreamed that Tan was writing to me.I knew what he was going to write without reading the letter.Because I always want to laugh, but dare not laugh, for fear of alarming him, he will stop writing.However, when I saw the letter, I couldn't see a single word.Sad and anxious, I woke up.Everyone was still sleeping, the room was very quiet, and I sat on the bed in a daze.After dinner, I sat on the bed and wrote to him.The period between dinner and self-study is reserved for him. On September 8, ××, Wednesday, cloudy with light rain The next day in Beijing.After lunch, I finally made up my mind to go to Building 23 to find him.Don't dare to go up to the boy's building, ask someone to go up to look for it, and wait downstairs by yourself.His face was hot and tense. No one came down for a long time, and I was about to go upstairs by myself when one of his classmates came to pick me up. I was relieved to see it wasn't him.He led me to the dormitory, and I saw the Love Lesson, two foreign children learning to kiss.I couldn't help blurting out: that was his bed.Sitting on his bed, my face was still hot, and I was still scared when someone poured me tea.A tall boy walked in.He said he recognized me at a glance, from the photo.He said he was the only one who knew my name, and it was Tan who told him, and everyone else only knew my nickname.I smiled, still nervous. I got up to go, but they left me behind, saying he would be back from the college soon.After a while, I don't know who said it was coming, I heard several kinds of laughter outside the door.I was so ashamed that I couldn't lift my head, I wished I could jump over the wall and run away.I was both happy and scared.I don't know how he greeted me, and I didn't call him because I was speechless.We sat on the bed, talking for nothing.I flipped through a movie magazine desperately, but I didn't have the courage to look at him.Then I left and he didn't keep me.Halfway there, I said I would go back by myself, jumped out from behind his car, and ran back to the dormitory.He ran so fast that his face was always hot. We used to be thousands of miles apart, but we feel very close.Now he is by my side, but I feel that he is far away, too far out of reach.He will not write to me in the future, nor will he tell me interesting things in his class.I really shouldn't just bow my head and not talk to him.I feel my face is hot, sometimes I want to cry, sometimes I want to laugh, and sometimes my heart hurts very much.At night, sitting by the window alone weaving purple lucky rings, I know who I'm going to weave for.As long as I turn around, I can see the smiling boy. October 1, ××, Sunday ×, sunny We had a welcome party last night.Qin and I planned to go to Tiananmen Square.Starting from T University, riding a bicycle to Xizhimen, when I got on the subway, there were many people, and he put his hand on my shoulder.I felt a little awkward, but I couldn't bear him to move away, he just kept holding my shoulder like this.We visited Tiananmen Square for a long time, and the colored lights on the city wall were flickering. I could only look at the lights, not him. This is also the case during the day, we visited the Summer Palace three times.Later, he was very close to me by the Kunming Lake, and his fingers gently scratched my face back and forth, itching.Sometimes when I meet his eyes, I laugh. His hands ran through my long hair.He asked with a low smile, when did you start growing long hair?I said in my heart that since the day I met you last year, I have decided to grow my hair.But I don't answer.He asked again, I just laughed and turned my head away from him.Tonight we sat on the bench by the lotus pond for a long time.The lotus has withered early, and the dew in late autumn is heavy.He hugged me very tightly.grab my hand.I started to get scared and kept thinking about the math problems I had done during the day.I feel like I'm done, I don't have the strength to break free.I sighed, feeling so wrong.However, I still like it when he leads me.I leaned against him.I don't know if he's asleep now, it's almost 12 o'clock. Fourth year, fifth year, sixth year, seventh year, eighth year... We were still together three years ago.Once he said that when you don't understand, your eyes are always wide open and blink.I looked up at him.He smiled and said, well, that's it.Then he leaned down and kissed me deeply, and I obediently let him kiss me.He complimented me and said, I'm so cute. He said I was his baby.Many nights I watched with wide eyes, how could he kiss another woman, how could he fall in love with another? In the autumn of 1993, we were walking at night, and he sent me back to the dormitory.He walked slowly in front, with his hands in the pockets of his jeans, and I stepped on his shadow behind, stepping on and shouting.As soon as he turned around suddenly, I turned and ran, laughing so hard that I couldn't breathe.Finally, he caught me, and I screamed and laughed and struggled like hell.He lowered his head and kissed me lightly, so I lowered my head and obediently let him send me back. He shouldn't have kissed me so much, even so many times in a day.It should be saved, one a day, so that it can last longer, so that it will not be wasted all at once.Once we were in the woods and I complained that I couldn't even kiss anyone.He taught me.He said I do.Then he got impatient and said he was stupid, so he kissed me instead.Later, he kissed me, and I didn't have to use my brain. One year I came home in a long blue dress and he walked me to the train station.In the subway station, he blocked the big pillar, put his arms around my waist, and lightly pecked on my lips.I know he'll want to kiss me all through the holidays.One year off I wrote to him and said, I want to write you a letter every day, but I am afraid that your mother will know and become suspicious.When I received his letter two days later, I laughed. It turned out that he wrote the same thing as me: I want to write to you every day, and your mother will be suspicious if she finds out. Ma Dura said that for thousands of years, it was women who kept silent.However, all these years, I have never been silent to myself.Memories are just shattered glass shards. I picked it up with great difficulty, but I couldn't restore it to its original shape.Once I said, I'm leaving.He cried.We hugged and cried in the woods, kissed, caressed, and said goodbye.Later, I was very tired, so I curled up in his arms and remained motionless.We made up again.This happens many times.But you are gone, let me remember you in vain for so many years.