Some beautiful things are suitable for collection.
My trouser legs are wet, my hair is wet, and the peanuts and melons in my hand are washed clean. Along my fingers, the sunlight reflected by countless water drops is colorful. Melon and crispy peanuts were the greenest and most luxurious snacks of that era.
On the east side of that river, it is my primary school deskmate's village, which is separated from me by only two hills. The school and our family just form a triangle relationship. ?
That school is too small, just a row of houses, the classroom is adjacent to the teacher's office, and a small flat land in front is the space for extracurricular activities. There is an umbrella-shaped small tree on the edge of the flat ground, because children often climb it, and its trunk is smooth.
There is a hill behind the classroom. So, from the perspective of Feng Shui, is it a treasure? I think so, too. Those childhood classmates in my memory are all well now.
In my memory, there should be only three teachers in the school, one of whom is my deskmate A Sheng's sister. When I was in the first grade in an ignorant primary school, I remember sleeping soundly on my desk once, and I felt a kind of power hovering around me. I opened my eyes in a daze, and the teacher was helping me to sort out the clothes that were deformed because of the skewed sleeping position. The little girl's shyness scared away the sleepy, and she quickly sat down solemnly, but the words on the book were soaked by the saliva flowing down from her sleep. ...
The classroom is small and there are few people. The wooden table is a bit shabby and unpainted. Just put your schoolbag in the wooden desk and take out your textbooks and pencils, and you can go to class. Class chairs are benches, which are used as chairs in class. During the lunch break after lunch, one person sleeps on the desk and the other on the bench. From time to time, the teacher took a small ruler to patrol, so we saw the teacher's feet sticking out from the bench and crossing the space under the desk, and quickly closed our eyes and pretended to be asleep. Strangely, I really fell asleep without falling off the bench. Who sleeps at the desk and who sleeps on the bench during lunch break rotates every other day.
Sheng was at my deskmate. Before he was ten years old, he had never seen the outside world except the sun and stars in the sky. He doesn't have much homework and no extra-curricular materials. He has to play all the time except in class. ?
After class, kicking shuttlecock and skipping rope are my favorites. The shuttlecock is made of chicken feathers and copper coins, and the rope is carefully rubbed by hand with straw. Later, Sheng told me that he liked watching me jump rope, which was as beautiful as dancing. He probably didn't know what dancing was at that time. ?
There was really nothing to do, so I sat at the two ends of the bench with Ah Sheng, and the two children played on the seesaw. It was fun. One day, a little girlfriend leaned over my ear and said, "We said you were in love with Ah Sheng."
"What is love?" I haven't heard this term in that small mountain village, so I naturally continue to play with our seesaw. ?
Later, Sheng sat behind me, from the same table to the front and back tables, and the bad days began. ? When I was in primary school, I had two long braids. A Sheng and A Liang are sitting behind me. Every class, they secretly play with my braids and wrap them around my fingers. I almost flipped over after class, so I chased them. Naturally, I can't catch up with them every time.
A sheng's sister is very powerful. We are all afraid of her, but she is also fair and won't protect her just because she is A Sheng's brother.
A math exam, I handed in my paper in advance. I wandered around the small clearing in front of the classroom alone. There's really nothing to play. I climbed the small tree three times and two times, sat on the branch and watched the white clouds and birds in the sky. ?
After the exam, A Sheng and others came out. When they saw me sitting in the tree, they immediately booed. Sheng ran under the tree and looked at me with a playful smile.
"Girls climb trees, hooligans." ?
I slipped down from the tree and ran to Sister Sheng's office.
"Teacher, Ah Sheng called me a rogue." ?
Sister A Sheng called four little boys, stood in a row, and reprimanded severely: "Do you know what a hooligan is?"
I don't know.
"I don't know still scold girl rascal? This is disrespect for classmates and punishment! "
Four little boys stood there obediently, and I was so happy.
Sister A Sheng turned to me and said, "You are not allowed to climb trees in the future. Very dangerous. " ?
When I told this funny story, Sheng said he didn't remember it, except that he liked to look at my braids in class and always deliberately played with them.
In junior high school and senior high school, A Sheng and I grew up gradually, and our stubbornness and recklessness as children also stayed in the primary school in the corner of the mountain.
We are still in the same school, but there is no intersection. Even if we live on campus, we go to school the same way, but there is a distance and no one talks. Age is really a hard thing to define.
I remember when I was in high school, I always had a holiday on weekends and rushed back to school the next morning. In the morning, the sun was still far away, and I slept quietly all night. I have to carry rice and pickles on my back to catch the first class in the morning.
More than ten miles away, there are many stars in the sky. Fortunately, there is rhubarb dog next door. Every time he follows me, he always follows me to the brigade headquarters. The sky began to show a little light and the stars gradually disappeared. This rhubarb dog watched me go a long way. When I looked back, it turned around from the road and went home.
Occasionally, I will see a familiar figure, which is Sheng. Even if it is a figure, at least there will be less fear in my heart.
This time lasted until I graduated from high school. After the college entrance examination, A Sheng went to the military school, and I also went to school in other places. During the winter vacation of freshman year, Sheng suddenly came to my house.
"On the sixth day, Qiu Xi and Shu Hui will come to my house for dinner. You should come too. " ? Qiu Xi and Shu Hui are our high school classmates, Qiu Xi and Asheng are in the same military school, and Shu Hui is Qiu Xi's girlfriend now.
"Well, there are many things at home, so I won't go. Besides, it's not good. " Looking at this little boy who grew up ten years ago, he suddenly became a little strange. ?
"It's okay, are classmates, what can I do for the New Year! It's a deal. I'll pick you up on the sixth day. " Before I could answer, Ah Sheng had set foot on that mountain road, leaving me with a back.
On the sixth day, ah sheng really came. I insist on not going. When my parents saw Ah Sheng's insistence, they said, "They are all classmates. Go ahead and come back after dinner. " .
On the sixth day, I ate that table of rice, which was particularly embarrassing. A Sheng's eldest sister, my primary school teacher, his Jia He, a table full of people. I still don't remember how I ate it that time.
After dinner, Qiu Xi and Shu Hui went back together. A sheng pushed his bike and insisted on seeing me off. Maybe it's because I drank a little wine. A Sheng, pushing a bicycle, blushed and the mountain road creaked under his feet. ?
Do you know why you insist on coming today? ?
"Why?" ?
"Shu Hui and Qiu Xi talked about friends."
"I know."
"I want my family to meet you." ?
"Doesn't your sister know me?"
"You know what I mean." Sheng stopped.
"I don't think so much now. In addition, I want to go back to my hometown and be closer to my parents. " Maybe this is the best reason I can find.
Sheng didn't speak. Two hills, one long and one short, stand at the top of the mountain. The river of childhood froze. From a distance, you seem to see the shape of ice flowers.
Sheng never contacted me again.
Working, getting married, time is a multiple of ten years. I met Ah Sheng again at the class reunion on 20 16, and Ah Sheng came back from other places.
At this time, the students seem to have crossed the "38th parallel" of boys and girls in junior and senior high schools and returned to the freedom of primary schools. ?
"I looked for you." A sheng said.
"When?" ?
"I called your company a few years ago and the person who answered the phone told me that there was no such person." ?
It was Sheng. Once, my office colleague told me that someone called me to ask for my mobile phone number, not the local dialect. She was afraid of fraud and didn't tell each other. I thought about it for a while, but I couldn't guess who it was and left.
I smiled: "Who told you not to use your hometown dialect?"
Qiu Xi and Shu Hui are married and have come back. They all laughed at the mention of eating on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year.
? "If you had promised, it would be nice if the four of us were together now." Shu Hui said.
"Is it not good now?" I looked at Shu Hui and smiled.
Life is a one-way street, there is no if. Sheng has always wanted to know the real reason why I refused him. I can only give him an acceptable reason: distance! Ah Sheng was relieved, he said. My memory will always be what I looked like in primary school.
Now, A Sheng and I are both busy in our respective cities, and we will talk about our daily life on WeChat from time to time. We are all fine. A Sheng occasionally goes back to his hometown and often goes for a walk in the primary school, although the river has been destroyed beyond recognition. Sheng will even take a walk on the mountain where he pushed my bike home and take some photos and send them to me.
? Some time is suitable for collection, some people, some things, some pure and beautiful, suitable for memories.