It's raining, the deserted island of two people, your deserted island of me and you.

If you get wet, you will know who will be more timid than who.

I dreamed of two people's deserted island, do you want it?

He fell asleep, and baby ran away with me.

Then wipe it off the map forever

Listening to this song "The Desert Island of Two People", even if it is rainy today, I feel very comfortable. Maybe I can eat and sleep.

Back that year, I didn’t stay up late and didn’t eat breakfast like now. I was obedient and went to bed on time, ate breakfast on time, and was sent by my uncle to school and class on time. Maybe it was too punctual that made me so rigid.

At that time, the Chinese class seemed to be learning pinyin, bpmfdtnl... I couldn't memorize it well for a long time, and I felt it was as difficult as mathematics. But if I didn't memorize it, the teacher scolded me.

It turns out that I learned Pinyin with a very depressing mood. When did I remember the order of the bpmf pinyin? It seems that after I learned English in the first year of junior high school, I can imagine how dull my mind is.

Every day when I was in class, I secretly looked at Qianxin. Then I was dazed, and the teacher found out that she didn't listen to the class, and was criticized. After class, I still secretly looked at Qianxin who was jumping rope and Qianxin who was smiling brightly. Why do I like to look at her so much? I don't know, I really want to attract her to look at her. But how could I be so shy that I attracted her to see me? Finally one time...

During a dictation, Teacher Wen said: "This time, there is only one person in the class who gets full marks. Guess who it is?"

At this time, the whole class was talking about it. Some people talked about the class monitor, some people talked about Qianxin, some people talked about the study committee member... Those who were very good at studying almost all finished reading. But Teacher Wen still shook his head meaningfully, then raised the dictation department in her hand, so that the whole class could see the big 100 points! He said a very beautiful four words that I couldn't believe at the time: "It's Liu Jinlong!"

At that moment, the eyes of the whole class were focused on me, as if on a stage, I was the only one who received the baptism of the envious eyes of thousands of people. I was a little at a loss, but my heart was very sweet! After all, it was the first time, and the only one in the class got the full mark! Then, the whole class gave a very warm applause. I looked at Qianxin and she smiled so happily! I think she finally started to pay attention to me!

Later I realized that thinking too much will cause a lot of harm.

The dictation was only one time outside the full mark. After that, it was not satisfactory. I wonder if I was too proud, but Qianxin just didn’t pay much attention to me anyway.

Another time after class, my male classmates and I chased after, and Qianxin was jumping rope with a few female classmates. I ran and ran away, and ran past the place where Qianxin jumped rope and accidentally broke their rope.

She scolded angrily: "Liu Jinlong! You are crazy!"

After that time, almost all the flowers on my face were withered.

I always want to get close to her, but she hates me the more I look at her. Looking at her, she is like a beautiful white swan that cannot be approached. And I am just a silly, fat and ugly duckling. It has a long distance of inferiority.

I liked her at that time, maybe because she was excellent and beautiful. In fact, I can tell her that there is no story. It’s just that I think too much. She is not Jing and cannot replace Jing.

It was not easy to study at that time. It was not me, but my uncle and aunt. Because I was transferred to school and not a local. The school did not send textbooks, so I had to buy them by myself. In order to help me buy textbooks, my aunt took a car to a faraway place and went to many bookstores to buy a math book. I took my aunt so hard that she bought the book for me. I cried quietly...

And uncle, no matter what weather, I will send me to and from school.

Once at the school gate, the book in my schoolbag fell out because I bent down. Because the schoolbag was a little rotten, it was raining again. Uncle Ah hurried to help me pick it up, and many classmates saw it. I was so proud of my face, but I didn't pick it up. But I couldn't bear to see my good father picking up books in front of so many people in the rain. I held back my tears and walked into the school gate. Looking back at Uncle Ah's back gradually fading away in the rain, I felt relieved to let the tears fall...

Poor parents in the world! In order to be worthy of my uncle and aunt's efforts, I finally have to study hard again!

From that moment on, it laid the foreshadowing for my future peak period of study.

Time like flowing water can no longer flow back. But memory like air can still gently touch the past that cannot be returned.

Once I heard a very unexpected news. Aunt said that she met Jing's mother when she went shopping, and maybe they had moved to Dongguan. After chatting for a while, she realized that Jing's grades had dropped. Well, it turned out that after we parted, Jing's grades were the same as me, and her grades had declined. Perhaps, we are not used to missing the person who often studies and plays together. I began to miss Jing again...

Missing is missing, life and growth must continue.

Finally, we built our own house. We were so close to our own vegetable fields. There were five neighbors, and there were just a row of houses. At this time, the sisters of the Sanjia were going back to the countryside to study in junior high school.

Okay, after my sisters in the third family returned to my hometown, I became a little lonely. My sister and my second family also had to go to work, uncle and aunt were going to work, and where was me? I was bored.

Fortunately, the neighbors have a family, Uncle Chen, who has four daughters and one son. The eldest daughter is the same year as me, and the youngest one is about five or six years old. At that time, I only knew the three and four daughters of the Shen family, as well as the young master, the bad guy. " bad guy" is just a nickname that adults like to make fun of him. After school, I could only play with them. There is another one, Ah Jun, who played with me for a while in Shenzhen. In my childhood, in addition to playing more, they still have more.

In order to play, I did something wrong again - stealing money! That is a stain that cannot be erased in my life.

In the school convenience store, I saw a doll I like very much, which seemed to be Garulu in "Digimon". However, I hadn't seen this cartoon at that time, but I just liked the image. In addition, a deskmate who was very good at instigating me to buy toys was talking to me, and I finally embarked on a path I shouldn't have taken. Because it costs fifteen yuan, I didn't.

I listened to my New Year's money and saved it to college as a tuition. So, I stole it. I knew what piece of clothes I had with my uncle. Therefore, I easily stole fifteen yuan and bought the doll. However, I bought it for a while, and when I returned to the classroom after I finished my morning exercises, I found that I had been stolen. I was so sad! I was also angry!

The next day, I really wanted to own the doll, so I couldn't stop playing, and my hands were uncontrollably stole fifteen yuan. Once again, I bought the same doll. But, it was still the same, after I got back from my morning fucks, I found that I had been stolen again! I was a model of crying without tears.

On the third day, I felt a kind of chance that I would get the more I could get. So, I stole fifteen yuan and bought another doll. This time, after I finished my morning exercises, I hurried back to the classroom and found that it was fine, I had not been stolen. So I never left my seat and let the doll follow me home.

Stealing money? Want to hide it from the great uncle? That is impossible. So, I was discovered and scolded. Fortunately, my aunt who cared about my young heart protected me with gentle care and taught me that the wrong thing was stealing money with great comfort. I asked me to be upright in the future. I didn't cry or say anything. I knew that I would not make such a mistake again from then on. Because I am willing to change it!

Once, my sister and the second sister were at home on holiday. Uncle and aunt were not sure whether to go shopping or where to go. Anyway, the door of my house was closed, and the three siblings sat on a bench to watch a movie. I forgot the title of the movie, but I only remember that it was starring Aaron Kwok and Rosamund Kwan.

When a certain segment of the movie was in progress, there was a scene that might be intimate. My sister covered my head with her clothes and said, "You can't watch it." In other words, she implemented her principle of not being treated rudely. Alas! They both laughed while watching, and they laughed speechlessly. I only heard the tender music in the movie, and tried my best to imagine it, but I couldn't think of it.

Finally, I heard everyone say it's OK. So I immediately took off the clothes covered on my head and continued to watch it. However, it took only about two minutes to finish watching the movie. It's nothing, it's interesting.

Looking for fragments in memory that can make you feel at this moment is also a kind of life.

What life? Live another life.

Back to campus life, the school at that time could be said to be very strange.

How to say it? Because behind the classroom office building, next to the toilet, is... the tomb! Those people who don’t know who came, the cemetery is so big anyway! There is a large hemispherical tomb, which may be from the revolutionary martyrs.

At that time, my classmates and I were all children, so how could we know too much? Therefore, in the large hemisphere-shaped tomb, I often had a play with a few naughty male classmates. If Teacher Wen saw it, it would be scolded. However, we were still naughty.

Once, what was too much was that we used stones to smash the jars that might contain ashes. It was just possible, because those jars were placed in a row under the wall and there were no tombstones. We thought they were just ordinary jars, so we were very interested in who would throw the stones accurately.

When a jar is really smashed, we are all afraid! It’s not that we are afraid of being scolded, but that we are really afraid of being ashes! What if a ghost comes to find someone who throws the stone at night? We all started to cut the stone cloth, and the loser went to confirm whether it was an urn can. Because we were a long distance from the jar. Okay, someone finally lost, but fortunately it was not me.

He took two steps and looked back at us. We gave him the courage, come on! Come on! Come on! Well! He took two steps bravely and looked back at us. We gave him greater courage and after confirmation, we invited him to eat lollipops. As expected, the power of lollipops was still great. He finally stepped forward without hesitation!

"Ah!" He screamed hard.

We were immediately scared away! He left a lonely one behind us and wailed behind us! Haha, fortunately, it was confirmed to be an ordinary jar. He shouted because he couldn't control his inner fear. Huh, it was scary, it was terrible!

However, I have always thought that if someone wants to go to the toilet in the evening and still see a person on the tombstone next to the toilet, then can you feel at ease when going to the toilet? Think about it, I got goose bumps, and the school was so gloomy.

I thought I would continue to study alone. Unexpectedly, the sisters of the three families stopped studying! They came from the countryside to Daling Mountain and helped her uncle and aunt with their care - growing vegetables. The reason for not studying was that they were anxious, and they couldn't bear to leave their family and cried non-stop. At that time, I was still laughing at her. Little did I know that it would take me long to empathize with it. That was what I said later.

The return of the Sanjiajie sister had a great basic penetration for me at that time. Because her strength infected me! Although she only went to elementary school, she could write books according to her writing level.

When she returned, she would ride a bicycle to pick me up from school at night. There were many book stalls at the entrance of my school, and she liked to read books in the book stall while I was waiting for me to finish school, or buy a few books to read. Over time, her bedside was filled with books. Yes, the magic of books is that they can make people transform themselves. However, at that time, I never thought about the value of these books.

In addition to writing, the three sisters are good at art. I tried asking her to draw a peony for me, which is very beautiful! Then I gave the art teacher a score. Of course, I was the highest score! But how could the art teacher believe that a first-grade primary school student could draw such a good painting? So, facing the teacher's question, I lied: "I painted it." No matter what the result is, no one cared about my answer anyway.

After all, I really didn’t have that kind of strength at that time. Moreover, it was too embarrassing to lie!

Sister Sanjia was also good to me at that time. At that time, the cartoon "Pokemon" was the hottest. I like Pikachu the most! So she bought two Pikachu on keychains for me, and pinched it for a loud sound. The two siblings often appeared on the road at dusk, listening to Pikachu's "cry", and then imprinted the most touching scene into my stupid but very real mind.

My sister from Sanjia took me to school after lunch and picked me up after school in the afternoon. Uncle, she took me to school in the morning and picked me up after school at noon. It was so difficult...

Uncle Ah has to get up very early to work, but the sun hasn’t opened his eyes yet. After I finished breakfast, I hurriedly sent me to school. After school, there are always unpredictable weather. Sometimes it is hot and sometimes it rains. But no matter what kind of weather, as soon as I rushed out of the school gate, there are always uncle Ah and his "comrades-in-arms" waiting under the tree. Uncle Ah sometimes buys something that uses candy to draw dolls for me to eat. I don’t know what it is, but I only remember it is so sweet and delicious!

Every time I sit in the back seat of Uncle A’s bicycle, I feel so comfortable and relieved. I don’t need to worry about how many big cars there are in front of me or how many risks there are. As long as I hold him behind Uncle A’s back, I feel very safe, that is a sense of security. Similarly, wherever I go, as long as Uncle A holds my little hand, I feel very relieved. There is nothing to explain, just because he is Uncle A. I feel that as long as Uncle A is by my side, the world is safe! That is the gentlest touch that fatherly love gives me.

Why do I always write about my family? Because, with them, I am determined to like others.
Chapter completed!