The Sun of Rebirth

"Lin Zhan, didn't you sleep well last night?" The tablemate looked at Lin Zhan who kept yawning in surprise. It was rare for Lin Zhan, who had always performed perfectly, to doze off in class.

Lin Zhan struggled to stay awake, and nodded weakly.Not only didn't I sleep well, I almost suffered from insomnia all night... When I came back to my senses, it was already past five in the morning, and I got up to participate in training, and I was almost tired.

Lin Zhan's eyes fell on the front row with complicated eyes. Today's Chen Luo listened carefully to the class as usual, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Have you heard about it? It seems that something happened to that young lady Xu Mengdie in class one."

"How many bad things have you been struck by lightning?"

"Go! I heard... Both arms were broken..."

Many people probably guessed that it was related to Chen Luo, but they couldn't produce strong evidence, but Lin Zhan knew better than anyone else that Chen Luo's indifferent tone when he gave the order was not heartless like a high school student, it was simply... Even a bystander like him All feel terrible.Even though he is only in his teens, he doesn't seem to be from the same world.

The few people who suddenly came out from the dark to protect Chen Luo were obviously bodyguards, they were quick and measured, and well-trained.

Could it be that Chen Luo's family is a gangster?Lin Zhan thinks a little too much.

As the class monitor, he wanted to help his classmates as much as possible. After the group dispersed yesterday, he couldn't feel at ease no matter what he thought. Chen Luo went home alone, so he rode a bicycle and followed behind. When the van got off and people surrounded Chen Luo, he hurriedly prepared to call the police, but before the call was broadcast, he was stunned by the bodyguard who jumped out.

He could no longer treat Chen Luo as an ordinary classmate.

Message: You didn't sleep last night?

Lin Zhan woke up with a start, and hurried back to Su Chaoyang, and honestly typed what he saw yesterday into a message and sent it to Su Chaoyang. It felt a lot more comfortable to find someone to confess to.

Seeing the reply, Su Chaoyang was stunned, and unconsciously looked at Chen Luo's back.

Then deleted the information, no longer think about it.

After the news of Xu Mengdie's injury spread, Chen Luo's suddenly enriched popularity inexplicably decreased a lot, but there are still many students who like to take the initiative to talk to him, especially the big Gao Xiongfei, who seems to appreciate him very much. Chen Luo can fight.

Chen Luo was not as indifferent and withdrawn as he appeared on the surface, almost the whole class escorted him, Chen Luo was surprised and chatted with his uncle a lot with a smile.

On the contrary, Su Chaoyang, who was very popular in the past, received a lot of supercilious glances for no reason. He knew this clearly, but he didn't intend to improve it.Individuals have the right to choose and judge, and he has been trying to be himself.

Wang Ran made fun of him brazenly: "You are content with me as an old friend, it doesn't matter what other people like."

"Hey, am I not a friend?" Song Chenxi insisted.

Su Chaoyang ignored the two who were arguing endlessly, and smiled at Lin Zhan.

The teenagers soon had no time to think about things, and the arrival of January ushered in the annual party.The New Year's Eve party of Wutong High School has always been good. After all, if there are art students, wonderful and professional performances are indispensable. Every year, the campus party will attract the attention of all walks of life outside the school.

But it was a campus party that had been selected layer by layer, and the amateur party under each class group was the stage for ordinary students such as Su Chaoyang.

The class group party was held one day in advance. The hosts of Class [-] were the experienced Lin Zhan and a girl. Class [-], which was full of rough men, had no tricks. Classmate AB performed Sanda, classmate CD performed judo, and classmate EF performed Tai Chi, classmate H performed...

Hoo hoo!drink!

The girl in the art class next door impatiently hammered the wall: "The animals in the next class, you are enough!"

The teachers of various subjects sitting with Class [-] could no longer make any sound in the smell of sweat, and sat silently, their eyes lost.Fortunately, the teacher in charge gave me face and kept applauding.

Holding the program list, Lin Zhan raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Next is classmate Su Chaoyang, performing and reciting classic poems."

Su Chaoyang didn't report which poem he was reciting. He heard his name at this time, picked up the handwritten poetry collection he had prepared, and flipped through a page. His father's familiar handwriting came into view. This is a book written by the Su family. The manuscript poetry collections are all classic poems recorded from various countries. The people who recorded them include grandparents, uncles and uncles. It can be seen that the writing style of my father's poem is immature, and it should be his footprints when he was young.

"WhenYouAreOld" (When You Are Old)

———William Butler Yeats

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, takedown this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look,  …

Hidden in the simple vocabulary is the poet's surging emotion, those who understand understand it, and those who do not understand do not understand it.

Su Chaoyang, who is familiar with it, naturally understands it. He recited it clearly with the same plain and simple voice. Song Chenxi listened fascinatedly, Lin Zhan listened carefully, but frowned from time to time. want to understand.Just because he understood the phrase When You Are Old, when you are old...

When you are old, when you are old, when I am also old, who will be by your side with gray hair at that time?What kind of old age will you live?

Suddenly thinking too far.

Lin Zhan shook his head to regain his senses.

The rhythm of Su Chaoyang's recitation was very slow, his lips slowly opened and closed, his expression could not tell whether it was serious or serious or pretended to be devout, this moment seemed vicissitudes and strange.He is standing, straight, young...

Butone man loved the pilgrim soul in you And loved the sorrow of yourchanging face...  

Familiar and unfamiliar words flow out one by one like a gurgling water, telling a moving poem and a sincere feeling.

When You Are Old...

In a trance, it seems that someone has bent his back and turned his hair pale...

"Thank you everyone. I finished the recitation. This poem is translated as "When You Are Old." Su Zhaoyang returned to his seat, and he devoted himself to the recitation, but not many people understood it. What he gained was only the dull and boring recitation. Of course it was another boring program, the English teacher sighed and couldn't help but said: "This is the work of the Irish poet William Butler Yeats." He added: "It is a beautiful and moving love poem."

It turned out to be a love poem, but I didn't understand it.

Su Chaoyang had a translated version but didn't recite it aloud. Compared with the translation, the original is of course more beautiful.He remembers this poem deeply, because he always thought it was the feeling that his father wanted to express to his mother. Of course, the mother who had never masked her face would be curious, and she wanted to be a listener without missing her, and wanted to know the story of her father and her.It's a pity that the two lifetimes are a mystery, if one day his father is willing to tell him, he will be very happy.

The party finally brought the atmosphere to a climax with Song Chenxi's finale appearance!

The soundtrack sounded, and the half-breed boy, who looked as delicate as an angel, raised his hand and took off his heavy down jacket, casual cap, cool black loose sweater, with a naughty smile, stepping on a passionate rhythm, dancing heartily, a Fresh and fashionable, the eye-catching hip-hop instantly caught the attention of the teenagers, and even the teachers couldn't hold it, and the leg-shaking was addictive!

The girls from the next class all heard the news and rushed into the classroom of Class [-], screaming endlessly.

Su Zhaoyang applauded loudly following the rhythm. He is not good at dancing and singing, and he always has eyes for appreciation. Song Chenxi is indeed a very good dancer. It can be seen that he has worked hard and lived in a European environment for many years. Domestic children are free.The climax of the music sounded, and the strong appeal made many students want to move. When the girls around became more and more excited, one after another teenagers joined Song Chenxi's dance steps!Wang Ran refused to admit defeat and first occupied half of Song Chenxi's stage. Xu Nan, who never showed weakness to anyone, dexterously followed, the third, the fourth... more and more, the song was repeated over and over again, this time The group of teenagers and girls seemed to have forgotten their exhaustion, sweating profusely, unable to conceal their youthful and bright smiling faces.

The laughter and laughter continued.

Amidst the bustling sound, someone left quietly. Under the darkness of the cold winter, the lights of the campus were scattered, almost illuminating the entire night sky.

Heavy snow fell.

When everything returned to calm, the host took the program list and read out Chen Luo's name, but he was nowhere to be found.

"Damn it, that kid Chen Luo ran away." Gao Xiongfei yelled dissatisfiedly, he could tell that Chen Luo didn't fit in well, so he really wanted to let Chen Luo get involved, it's a lot of fun with friends.

Teacher Xu was helpless: "Is there any way to go?"

The students were filled with regret, waiting for the teacher to announce the dismissal, when suddenly a few young men in overalls appeared panting at the door of the classroom: "Excuse me, is this the eighth class a year led by Teacher Xu?"

"Yes, this is where you are?" Teacher Xu stared suspiciously at the packing boxes piled up in the young people's hands and behind them. This symbolizes KFC, which everyone knows and the students like very much.

"Someone has customized a set meal for your whole class. Please ask Mr. Xu to sign and sell it. The quantity and general category are a bit too much. Please check carefully..."

Teacher Xu signed the form in a daze, and watched in a daze as a few young people distributed the set meals deftly. The students were in an uproar, not knowing whether to eat or not.

"Teacher in charge, you can't surprise us, right?" Someone laughed and teased Mr. Xu.

Teacher Xu shook his head unceremoniously: "The homeroom teacher can't afford enough food! Young man, please tell who placed the order, otherwise I dare not let the students eat indiscriminately."

The young man said bluntly: "It's a Mr. Chen. He said thank you to the whole class for protecting Chen Luo. It's a little bit of care. I hope the students like it."

"Wow... so it's Chen Luo. Oops, I'm finally ready to eat!" Gao Xiongfei couldn't wait to tear open the hamburger and gobble it up, muttering vaguely: "I've been starving for a long time, that so-and-so, I can't eat the hamburger, I can help eliminate it !"

"Fuck you, who isn't hungry."

After a night of turmoil, not many people were not hungry, and they all enjoyed the set meals without politeness, and the classroom was filled with that smell for a while.Even though he was very hungry, Su Chaoyang, who was nauseated by the smoke, held his breath and opened the window. The cold wind howled in, and a row of people shouted wildly: "It's so cold! Damn it's snowing..."

Teacher Xu finally saw off the KFC staff, glanced at the foodies in the classroom and the heavy snow outside, shrank his neck and announced: "After school, be careful to slip and fall on the way home, and share it with those without umbrellas. The campus tomorrow morning Everyone is not allowed to be absent or late for the New Year's Day performance, and this is the end of today."

"gogogo~~~"

A group of people roared out, and Su Chaoyang conveniently handed the set meal to a big eater in front: "Here you are, I never eat supper at night."

The classmate was overjoyed: "Really, thank you!"

Su Chaoyang clutched his hat and walked out. The atmosphere was so good today, the school had no classes, and the Internet cafe was absolutely full. He hesitated to go and have a look. It seemed more comfortable to go home and lie down directly in the warm bed.

"Su Chaoyang, can I copy that poem you read? What kind of sentence would it be translated into Chinese?" Song Chenxi hurriedly chased after him, his head was still sweating. This kid had played off tonight.

"Of course, why don't you go to my house and finish copying before leaving? I advise you to take a bath quickly. Be careful of the cold wind and catch a cold."

Song Chenxi shook her head helplessly: "I'm really having fun, I'm already feeling the chill behind my back. I'll just jog home later, it doesn't matter how much it is."

"Go into the house first. If you don't mind, you can take a hot bath. I will lend you my clothes."

"Of course I don't mind that you're not a girl, but forget it, it's more convenient to go back and take a shower."

Su Zhaoyang was comfortably nestled in the sofa watching TV with hot tea in his hand. On the tea table was an old and heavy handwritten poetry collection. Song Chenxi, who had taken off his heavy coat, squatted beside him, carefully recording every word.While memorizing, he muttered, asking Su Chaoyang the meaning of a certain word from time to time.

"The translation into Chinese is also very beautiful and moving. My mother must like this poem very much, but I guess she must have known it a long time ago." Song Chenxi smiled and admired the black and white words.

Su Chaoyang smiled, a child is a child, he can tell what he thinks at a glance.

"Winter vacation is coming soon, and then you can go back and reunite with her. It's easier to write a letter."

Song Chenxi's eyes lit up: "You reminded me, I should really write her a letter. There was no response to the emails I sent to her before, but if it was a mailed letter, she would definitely read it."

Looking at Song Chenxi who was full of joy, Su Chaoyang couldn't help but feel a little strange, that mother didn't seem to care much about her son.

"Hey, there are guests at home." Su Da returned from the outside and smiled politely at Song Chenxi.

Song Chenxi got up quickly: "Hello, Uncle."

"Hello, classmate." The mixed-race child looks really good, and he smiles innocently and kindly. Su Da doesn't think he looks like a high school student.

"Su Chaoyang, I've already copied it. It's getting late and it's time to go back. Thank you today."

"You're welcome, I'll take you out."

After seeing off Song Chenxi, Su Chaoyang took out a pile of books to prepare for review. He would face the final exam shortly after New Year's Day, and he wanted to see his progress.