triumphant sister

Sub 4 x 100m relay race, timing starts! "

After the whistle blew, the radio station also started broadcasting.

Gu Chengen, who was running with all his strength, suddenly caught Jiang Yuan's unhurried voice coming from the loudspeaker.

"Six past five;

Dew on the deep purple face;

My taste buds were blown away by dark chocolate;

Under a shelf covered with green leaves;

Drowning in your star-studded eyes;

Hitomi who brought unrestrained disaster..."

In the 20-meter relay zone, Liu Xingnan had already started running. When she took the last baton from Gu Chengen, she saw Gu Chengen looking at herself blankly, with strange fear and apology on her face from nowhere. , she didn't think about it, and ran to the finish line at full speed, but heard her name.

"Apple bubble tea on the table, onion blossoms in the corner;

Liu Xingnan, I have been wronged as a friend for too long.

Class [-], third grade, contributed by Gu Chengen.It's a wonderful confession of a beautiful woman's love for a beautiful woman. This essay is so sincerely written, and the first class of the third grade will add five points. "

The people on the playground, half heard and half didn't hear, half understood and half didn't understand what they heard, everyone is still engaged in fierce competition, when creating, believe in the power of the group, and when destroying, believe in the individual the power of.

Gu Chengen ran to the radio station and pushed open the door of the studio vigorously.

"Why, why did you do this?" Gu Chengen couldn't breathe, staring angrily at Jiang Yuan in front of the broadcasting station.

"Because you guys are playing me, you and Liu Xingnan are playing me together," Jiang Yuan stared back at her angrily and said, "It's really disgusting."

"Do you know what the name of this song is?" Jiang Yuan sat on the chair and said, "Lala theme song."

Chapter 8

Eighth letter:

Xingnan, last night, I dreamed about my father again. In the dream, my father called my name. It was a word that I hadn’t heard for a long time. It is a word that parents use for children. He called my name. Name, bid farewell to me, as if going to a far away place.After waking up, I looked around the small semi-subterranean room that sheltered me, and felt that this was a place that even God had forgotten.

Fortunately, Benua is still here, sleeping peacefully on the opposite bed. I thank her for reducing my fear and coldness after withdrawing from the dream by half. I walked to the only window of this hut. The window It is very small and tall, and you can see the feet of pedestrians from the inside. It is the rainy season, and the outside is gray, and the sky must be dark and opaque. Clouds should be piled up on the edge of the sea, ready for rain at any time. Make way, I don’t know who else lived a lifetime behind this semi-subterranean window, staring like a cat?

I looked at Benua who was still deeply asleep, and then knelt gently in front of the window. This is the habit I developed in the old church in the Milky Way after you left, after being frightened by farewells in reality or in dreams A habit that I can't explain to people, I lay on the ground, my hair falls down and surrounds me, I feel so safe, I don't know what to pray, most of the time I just thank, thank you that Benua is still by my side at this moment, thank you Father, brother, and you are far away safely.

It turns out that each of us is a cat thrown from a high altitude by a pair of unknown hands, a cat carrying an unknown experimental significance. Those on the lower floor only had time to struggle a few times with their claws and feet, and fell to their deaths after hearing a few gusts of wind in their ears. Those on the sixth floor had enough time to balance the danger, adjust their posture, and prepare for buffering. Instead it will be fine.

This parabola of survival probability is not scientific at all if time is taken away. Nowadays, science is conquering space a little bit, and its final conquest can only be time.I got on my knees and thought, is this normal?I don't have a broken heart today, so what about tomorrow?From which floor was I thrown, and when would I land on the ground?Give me a little more time, at least let me learn to admit defeat.

I walked out of the hut alone, it was raining, and there were green waves in the pond with water on the side of the road, I took an umbrella and went out lazily, when it was raining, I walked on the street with watermelons without an umbrella, The people next to him would laugh and say that this is a powerful person. People in the streets without umbrellas are running in a hurry, but I don’t think it’s a matter of running at all. On this island, when it rains, it’s not a matter of running. Consensus, whatever you want to walk in the rain.When I am more and more focused on the things I have and the time at this moment, when I sharpen my senses to become more and more sensitive, when I try to get the least resources from this world, I don’t know what changes have taken place in the aura, walking in On the street, with a stomach full of food, cats and dogs on the island and children from unknown families also began to approach me unscrupulously. I really like this kind of unscrupulousness.

At this time, I saw him, his robes in bright autumn colors are so eye-catching on this small island that only has summer, like a kapok flower floating in the rain, the road this day seems to be wet from the rain The kapok branch, he is like the kapok on the branch, this is a strange beauty that can only be known after seeing it.I knew he didn't want to look sideways like this. He lowered his head slightly and looked at the road in front of him, and then he stamped his big bare feet on the road in front of him step by step. His demeanor is so beautiful, and his steps are so firm, so firm that people can't help but want to go with him.

No matter where it is, let's go back together and let the rain stop.

Following him, my eyes were suddenly filled with tears. I stared at the slightly pointed and irregular top of his head in front of him, stared at the circle of white heels and black soles of his feet. The former was weak, but now the weak one is myself who seems to have lost his soul behind him.

After walking for more than two hours, the rain stopped at some point. He stopped and sat on a step, and began to eat the rations he brought with him. I hurried into a tea shop and looked closely through the glass window of the shop. Looking at him, he chewed the food bite by bite, and the chewing muscles in his temples also moved accordingly. In addition to his expression, there was a kind of inhuman cuteness. It looked very similar. I thought about it for half a minute, and it resembled very much. I raised the rabbits I raised when I was a child, and my father would chop them up like carrots. For me, there are two types of people in the world, one is those who treat rabbits as carrots, and the other is those who treat rabbits as rabbits.My father can defeat me with the word chess, he can tinker with huge and complicated machines, and he drives a car as long as a train, but in his eyes rabbits are no different from carrots, and the things I keep thinking in my mind have nothing to do with him , he was equally unconvinced.

I was afraid that my father would just treat me as a talking rabbit. I remember that when I was young, there were bloodshot eyes sawed by Lalayang on my legs, and I was carrying a wooden basket. Looking at the dead rabbit, I felt that the gray eyes of the rabbit were Because of disappointment, I sat in the porridge shop, and my eyes were red like a rabbit, probably also because of disappointment.

He got up after eating and continued to walk forward. I followed him again before the tea I ordered, but I knew I couldn't follow him for long, because the island is too small, and the more I think about it, the more panic I feel. , Our colleagues gradually lost their meaning, because halfway through, we were only worried about his departure. Many colleagues like this actually lost their meaning from the time they started worrying about losing.

I gradually slowed down, and at the corner of a street, I let him go, just as he left, I crossed the street and walked towards the tall coconut trees and the coast, I knew the time , if the sun is out, the color should be the same as his monk's robe.

Green street lamps, green straw mats, and I lie on the beach with the dogs on the island. I like my zodiac sign very much. If I were to be described as a kind of dog, I would be a humble dog, and it would be the kind that took a lot of effort to tie. , but useless hound dog, I have been lying here like a dog for a long time, this island is too small, small like a peeled egg soaked in salt water, I buried my feet in the In the residual warmth of the sun during the day, and in the soft sand washed by layers of thin waves, I don’t know why these feet want to follow the monk so much. I walked into the house with a happy face and led a demigod with a cane to tell my fortune. I heard from my father that the result was not very satisfactory. My mother heard the demigod with a sad face say that I was destined to wear a canopy, and the robe was difficult to open. I was doomed to be lonely all my life. , it is advisable to learn from the outside world, and the Yin is strong and hot, and it is hard to be crazy. The half-immortal pushed the copper frame of the crystal sunglasses and gave a bunch of solutions. The others have no memory, and one of them is the best. After staying in Dongjing for half an hour, I looked at the deserted beach. Except for some old dogs, it seemed that I was the only one in the world. I was so lonely, maybe it was because the toilet didn’t stay long enough, maybe One day, when the three thousand worries on my head are cut off, I will know whether my head is round or not.

Not far from here is the secret dive site for me and Benua. No matter how small the island is, there are places that have not been discovered. It is surrounded by the most natural coral reefs that are not damaged at all. When I first learned to swim, Benua would always wrinkle Standing on the side of the boat with anxious brows and looking at me, if there is anything wrong, he will ignore my struggle and protest, grab the back of my neck, and drag me up on all fours like a dead pig Back on the boat, I was finally able to hold hands with Benua and watch the tropical fish swimming around. Occasionally, I stood on the moon-white beach holding my breath and watched the batfish swim slowly past the top of my head. At that time, we seemed to be in heaven, at night she goes to flu