That summer, that you

Many years later, I will still think of you, the joy that filled my heart when I first saw you; the mark of being beaten when I jumped at you; the ripples in my heart when I saw the real you when you were not prepared; and After ascending to middle school, I saw the light and shadow in your eyes in your uniform, and the scene where you closed your eyes and looked up at the sunset when you returned home, and the butterflies were flying... Step by step, my distance was getting closer, one by one. Little by little, our hearts are close to each other...


By the lotus pond where I used to play when I was a child, I tell you, I want to work here after graduation, so that we can be together forever. You have to tell me about the past that I haven't mentioned for a long time. Although you never took off your mask, I can clearly feel the sadness and loneliness in your words. I really want to find your parents who abandoned you and ask them why they treat you like this. But I was lucky, otherwise, how would I have met you? To ask me to forget you, I'm sorry, I can't, no way. If you really can't stay together, then at least let me stay with you until you can't be with you.


You want to take me to the festival in the forest. I half-jokingly said that I wanted to rush over, but you answered indifferently, "Push over, it's just what I want." Obviously, once you touch you, you will disappear. Why even say that? Do you want to disappear by yourself, let me stop the idea of ​​staying with you and pursue my own happiness? Or you, like me, want to touch each other so much, even if the ashes disappear, you will not hesitate...


The festival is very interesting, the fireworks in the sky are extremely gorgeous, you and I are slowing down in the ties of the cloth. Go back slowly. It's still the lakeside, with insects and cicadas, kind like you, helping the child who almost lost his footing, but in a bright light, it gradually dissipated. You smiled: "Come on, Ying, I can finally hug you." That smile was clean and bright. I was in a panic, looking at you who was gradually hazy. But the next moment, you disappeared. Mingming still has the warmth of your embrace, Mingming, your clothes are still in my hands, Mingming, the mask you gave is still so mysterious. But, but, what about you?


The one with the mask, the one who took me out of the forest, the one who played with me, the one who flew the kite with me, the one with the scarf I gave, the one with the bright smile, the one with the eyes The sad you, the one who spent several summers with me, the one I love the most.


There will be many years of not looking forward to summer, because in those summers, you are gone.








PS: I published it in the post bar, it is definitely not plagiarism, just sharing my own feelings with you. That's all.

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