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Just frowned slightly Beginning of Summer. Because of his beautiful mountain bike and the classic LOGO pattern of CK on the back of his clothes. After all, the Beginning of Summer did not like such a rich boy, but his clean face was not annoying. At this moment he turned to the window of the Beginning of Summer, and the Beginning of Summer saw his eyes, with a vague fog, and the Beginning of Summer seemed to be looking at a lake covered with cold fog in the morning. The Beginning of Summer thought he was just turning in the direction of the car, but he didn’t care about anything and didn’t look at anything. His eyes were out of focus. And the green light. The car moved slowly. Light and darkness alternate repeatedly, constantly entering the shade and then constantly coming out. Beginning of Summer, his eyes were still closed, and then the boy’s face appeared in a flash. The opening ceremony of every school is boring, whether it is middle school or high school. This is what I thought when I was sitting in a crowded playground Beginning of Summer. Camphor trees in this school are more flourishing than anywhere else in the city. I can’t find the whole piece of sunshine. This makes the Beginning of Summer feel at ease. She thought of the red earth playground of her junior high school, the sweat of the boys under the white sun, and the girls standing quietly with mineral water on the playground. The noisy cicadas on the playground make the whole summer even hotter. Beginning of Summer that there is no boy I like in junior high school. Qiqi said she was really a good girl Beginning of Summer. Beginning of Summer did not deny, but the heart knows that they do not like the boy is not that they do not want to like, but that no one deserves to like. There was a man far away in Beginning of Summer’s heart, whose face had never been seen Beginning of Summer, but his name was always inadvertently written on the draft paper every night when the Beginning of Summer was reading and writing in front of the window. The name was like a restless but silent metaphor, with a dim light in the darkness. The headmaster became more and more proud and literary on the rostrum, which made the Beginning of Summer a little unbearable. So she decided not to listen to what he said,Faux cherry blossom tree, and there was really nothing worth listening to. Every teacher has said these things repeatedly since the first grade of primary school, but they are not allowed to do anything, and it is strange that from primary school to high school, nine years later, these contents have never changed. Beginning of Summer, I want to laugh out loud when I think about it. Chapter. 011995 Summer Solstice Camphor Unknown Land (2) So the Beginning of Summer began to look at the camphor trees. Although this is also a seemingly boring thing, it is much better to Beginning of Summer than to listen to the principal’s lecture. The alternation of shadow and shadow makes time rapid. But the feeling was wrong, like the slow river over the instep, the ticking rhythm slowed down. As soon as I looked back Beginning of Summer, silk cherry blossom tree ,cherry blossom wedding centerpiece, I saw the boy I had seen when I came to school in the morning, very far back. His face came out between the heads of the two girls in front of him, but it was more delicate than the two girls. Beginning of Summer it’s a hell of a thing. She heard him vaguely talking to the boy next to him, and was a little surprised Beginning of Summer, because she couldn’t think of a sound that matched him. Then he vaguely heard the man next to him calling him “Xiao Si”. Xiao Si? How can someone have such a strange name? The Beginning of Summer couldn’t figure it out, so he shook his head and continued to look at the tree. During the lunch break, Beginning of Summer did not go to the canteen to eat, she took the lunch box brought from her relatives’ home. She sat under the tree, eating and flipping through an unknown art magazine. All of the Beginning of Summer bought every issue of this magazine because of an artist named the priest. Beginning of Summer began to fall in love with the painter when he suddenly saw a painting called “Summer of Fire” in this magazine one day in the second year of junior high school. Although Beginning of Summer people who never knew the sex, name, or appearance of a priest. But Beginning of Summer he thought he should be a young man, with good-looking eyebrows and quiet character. In the priest’s painting, the summer is completely burning, and all the sky is red. There are some reeds with bright edges in the red, and the swaying reed flowers undulate on the picture. There was only one bird in the sky, slanting through the thick clouds. The wings cover the events that have never found the opportunity to tell. Time flows slowly. After that magazine, Beginning of Summer every issue would see the priest’s painting in that magazine. Like a kind of comfort or communication, the paintings full of various colors have become the embellishment of the growth of Beginning of Summer life. Slowly, slowly, embedded in Beginning of Summer thin youth. She began to have an inexplicable infatuation with the priest, guessing and guessing every night. When he stroked the drawing paper, what he was like; when he bent down to sharpen the pencil; when he changed from one color to another on the drawing board, what was the upward angle of his eyebrows; when his heart beat fast and his lips dried and his tongue licked his lower lips subconsciously when he put the scroll into the drawing tube; what was he like during the day; what was he like when he fell asleep at night. This seems to be a habit until the Beginning of Summer graduates from high school. And the love of the priesthood has become part of the faith, and Beginning of Summer it is clear. The priest’s paintings always have a feeling of burying his youth, and Beginning of Summer often feel that he is a man in a black and heavy priest’s robe, standing beside the yellow road, watching the funeral again and again without a way home. A bird flew past. I fell asleep unconsciously. Summer noon is always lazy, heat, light, taste, diffuse together, cover the eyelids become heavy,artificial coconut palm trees, breathing slow up, and then sleep. Many noon Beginning of Summer were so suddenly unconscious that they fell asleep. When the Beginning of Summer woke up and looked at her watch, she called out “damn” and ran to the classroom. hacartificialtree.com