Andau would never make a promise easily.

Once he promises, he will definitely complete it according to the content of the contract.

Just like the ratings of today’s club festival, the promise to complete this campus festival should give this story a complete ending.

Compared with many students who are preparing for the exam in the last semester of the third grade, most of the second grades are on this day when maple leaves and ginkgo fall, the autumn semester is also the last time they can let go of their hands and feet in high school clubs to show themselves.

Of course, Zhuxun High School is not like those generations of loose education. Many of them have already decided on their career plans, and they can choose to inherit their family business or recommend them to enter the next level of universities, and there are also confused people.

But youth is unique and fair to everyone.

It is enough to sweat, harvest joy or bring some beautiful memories in your youth.

Just as Hesse said, no matter whether it is achieved or vanity, whether it is satirizing others or the pain of my own love, in short, in joy and sorrow, the warm brilliance of youth is still shining on me.

On the way back, Andoyuan went to Kagura Maki's stall to take a look.

At this time, all the boxed ramen had been sold out. Some of the empty boxes were placed on the black wooden table next to the "Classic Literature Reading Club", and the other part might have been taken away by the packed students.

Because of the rain shed, the table selling ramen was not wet because of the rain.

Kagura Maki sat on the table and read the book. Kotona Akiyama was not here, maybe she had already gone to work.

“It looks like your sales plan is done well today.”

Andao walked over and said hello to her.

"Fortunately, the main reason is that Koinna Akiyama has put in a lot of energy. I haven't done much. Now I just need to wait for the garbage truck to deal with the garbage to come. Then I throw away the boxes and go back."

Kagura Maki read the book so she didn't look up, but she knew that Andoyuan was coming, so she answered casually.

He didn't continue talking.

After all, Andaoyuan himself understands that reading is an immersive experience. He doesn’t like to be disturbed, so he naturally won’t bother others. Just saying hello is enough.

Now in autumn, the weather will become colder every day. If there is a autumn rain, the slightly cool water will take away more temperatures.

Tokyo's memory of autumn does not start with the defrost, but the beautiful girl on the street corner changed her single-suit short skirt to a delicate and beautiful long-sleeved thermal insulation shirt and stockings.

This statement brings some literature and art.

Of course, Andaoyuan rode his bike with an admirable look. When it comes to buying clothes, he was like a vast majority of men. He only knew a few expensive brands, but did not pay attention to those more niche things.

He likes knowledge, but he is sure to seek those knowledge that carries civilization, not these so-called commercially created brands.

Of course, I am not interested in these things.

At this time, the trees in the middle of the mountain were still dripping with water, and there were not many people in the park.

Speaking of the greening in Tokyo, it is still very good. There is green everywhere in the steel jungle, like the wild roses that are everywhere on the streets of Florence.

Blooming vitality also brings people a little spiritual comfort.

Qingyuanquan water was still in front of that big tree, and she was also the longing that was born after the arrival of Haibeith.

Naturally, I still have little understanding of this world. Let me talk about understanding it. Perhaps her perspective on this world is still in the Heian Kyo era.

Andaoyuan pushed the car and watched the thin girl standing by the roadside, leaning against her umbrella.

She was wearing a light pink long dress embroidered like flowers on the other side. Standing here, she looked a little lonely.

Loneliness is a visible emotion, different from others, or somewhat out of place with the world. This emotion may be called loneliness.

Andaoyuan placed the bicycle on the flat ground halfway up the mountain. It was too troublesome to push it up, and it was easy to grind the tires, which was meaningless.

Then he walked up the steps.

There are many ways to relieve loneliness, and Andaoyuan decided to choose the gentlest technique.

"Qin, do you still want to stay here?"

"I want to stay for a while. Now the world is completely different from Miss at that time. I am just an ancient person who was thrown away by the times."

Her voice was clear, as if the rain had slipped down from the transparent umbrella, gently slashing through the air.

In her impression, the Qingyuan Spring Water is like the lady she once served.

"Did Qingyuanquanshui have anything you like before?"

"She once said that after world peace, she wanted to have a large garden to plant camellias, because camellias can be used as medicine and can help more people."

Andaoyuan looked at the maple trees all over the forest. There were still water stains on the bright red maple leaves. It was the residual sound of rain, which turned into mist and condensed, and perhaps it would turn into frost flowers tomorrow.

As time goes by, it is almost time for autumn frost to fall.

He picked up a bright red maple leaf and put it in the Shelley poem collection in his pocket. The page exactly wrote:

(moon

Climb the Heaven

Gaze at the earth

Among the stars with different backgrounds

You are looking for the direction of your path.)

He said: "So since you want to do something for that Miss Qingyuan, why not plant the camellias throughout the garden? Compared to memories of this fallen leaves, it is better to keep moving forward with her longing."

Andaoyuan's words seemed to have allowed Qingyuanquan to see such a scenery with his own eyes, and how beautiful it would be.

"Spring, do you know? Time is a luxury for humans. Maybe the fallen leaves falling among trees today will fall to the ground tomorrow and will be crushed into the soil of this forest, but for humans, these may be few moments left in memory."

He smoothed the leaves: "Humans are in a hurry, and they are in a hurry from the moment they were born, so they don't have time to see these things. You can help her see these invisible pictures."

Perhaps the Qingyuan Spring is missing here, which can only aggravate one's own confusion.

After all, Fu Hanshen was born to carry such emotions.

So why not tell her such a "goal" first, and then let her gradually understand the world. Perhaps this is how the monsters on Hedeng Street survived.

Mr. Zhu got Qi Ling from the old monk Yiyuan, but he also found his own way of color adjustment.

This is inheritance.

It belongs to the inheritance of civilization and poetry.
Chapter completed!