C13 Red as a Flower?

The east wind scattered flowers and trees, and the falling stars fell like rain. The fragrance of the carved BMW carts filled the entire road, the sound of the phoenix and the flute moved, the light in the jade pot revolved, and overnight, the fish and dragon danced about. A moth, snow willow golden silk, smiling and smiling. The crowd had been searching for him for hundreds of thousands of times when they suddenly looked back. However, that person was now in a place devoid of any light.

The person who loves, cannot give you promise, so you finally understand, happiness is a matter that can only be found and not sought. But why did he still have to fly moths to the flame, and persevere for a lifetime? Perhaps it was just as Li Moxian often said in a low voice: Ask the world what love is, and it will teach you life and death. The most complicated thing in the world, how could a single person think through it?

There is a person who has taught you how to love, but he doesn't.

There's someone you've been waiting for and he's forgotten about you.

There is one person who wants to leave, but you do not ask him to stay at all, because you gradually understand that there is no use in keeping him. All you can give him is freedom.

Do you think that as long as you walk with ease, there won't be too much pain, and there won't be any lingering feelings, but, why did you suddenly turn silent in the noisy crowd, why did you suddenly choke after hearing half of the song? You don't know what you're expecting, you don't know what you're holding on to, what's lingering in your mind is the reflection of the past.

The person who loves you, the request to you is very little, can look at you when very much you, can talk to you when lonely, this is all her happiness.

If you make a hasty decision because of your obsession, you can leave, but please don't go too far, don't be in a hurry to define each other, don't be in a hurry to draw a line, look back and see if she is still there.

The person who loved you well, the person who didn't want you to be troubled, the person who forced a smile and lied about being relieved, the person who had silently watched over you, the person who had never left, if you were still hesitating, if you still couldn't stop thinking about her, if you still cared about her frown and confusion, you might as well give her a chance, and also a possibility for yourself.

In love, if both of them were to be passive, a good marriage would inevitably end in ruin by time. It was not that they were unsuitable, but both of them were used to waiting, waiting for the other to take the initiative.

Therefore, love has an afterlife, just like an indestructible spark, as long as you add a little firewood, it can still emit dazzling fire.

I don't like you when you like me, I like you when you love me, I love you when you leave me, I love you when you leave me. We have missed the Noah's Ark, the Titanic, all the adventures and no surprises, and we will continue to do so. But let me say this selfish thing, if you don't marry me, and if I don't, then, can we be together?

Time passes through our hearts, and there is a memory of truth and falsehood; time passes over our skin, and there is a deep, shallow mark.

Today, under the nervousness of the students, who were filled with fear and anticipation, the day of 'meeting Mr Bao' finally arrived at the end of term exam.

At 7: 30 in the morning, the sun shone down on the earth like the slender hands of a lover. The gentle light shone into the classroom, reflecting a different kind of beauty, making the already quiet classroom seem calmer and more harmonious.

This final exam, as usual, did not have any changes, a total of seven classes were divided into two days to complete the exam, two in a day, the first morning to test the language, the afternoon to complete the exam (physics, chemistry, and biology combined to complete the exam, shortened it to Science), the next morning to test the mathematics, no doubt, English as the final test, so it was arranged at the end.

Looking around, the classroom seats were already filled. Although it was only eight o'clock, the students still arrived at the examination hall half an hour earlier, quietly waiting for the solemn and sacred moment when the exam would begin.

Time was ticking away; waiting, silent, but giving one a feeling of infinite anticipation; waiting without expectation? Relatively speaking, it may be nice to wait, but there are some people who can't stand the loneliness.

Su Xiang took the initiative to break this rare tranquility, and complained to Zhang Jun who was seated in the front row: "My gosh, who knows what kind of labor it is that requires the exam to be carried out? After this test, how many people will die, although there are a lot of people in our country, but there isn't a need to use such a method to slaughter all of our flowers tomorrow."

Hearing Su Xiang's words, Zhang Jun, who was drinking water, could not help but choke on his water, as he spit out a mouthful of water uncontrollably. Seeing that everyone in Class 1 was looking at him, Zhang Jun waved his hand and bowed to the entire army in apology.

"Never seeing someone from the past, never seeing someone from the future. Remembering the longevity of the heaven and earth, one can only feel sorry for the world." Zhang Jun looked up to the sky and sighed, his expression low. Moments later, she retracted that lonely look, "You're still blooming, thank god you're not a weed. "Sigh, if young and strong don't work hard, old disciples will feel sad." Zhang Jun purposely sighed and teased.

Su Xiang extended his middle finger towards Zhang Jun, and said disdainfully: "You little soul, stop putting on an act, you and I are the same. If I were a weed, you wouldn't be better than me, right? Furthermore, even if they are weeds, as long as time permits, the weeds can still turn into flowers, or even towering trees, you short-sighted frog in the well. "

Zhang Jun slapped his thigh. As if he had discovered a new continent, he looked at Su Xiang with a strange gaze. He almost got Su Xiang to attack him out of anger. "Aiya, it's not easy. Little Su, you actually know how to say idioms. As expected, rotten wood can be carved." After saying that, he did not forget to snicker.

In the next moment, Zhang Jun retracted his smile, and said with a serious face: "Xiao Su, I just heard you say flowers, and couldn't help but think of a phrase:" Why is flowers so red, since you understand flowers, can you explain it to me? " Zhang Jun had an expression of a modest gentleman seeking to learn and answer questions.

Su Xiang looked at Zhang Jun who had an expression that seemed like he deserved to be beaten up, and viciously said: You want to explain? "Alright then, after this test, let me show you why the flowers are so red."

Zhang Jun's face was aggrieved as she sobbed, "Elder Su, please let this little one go. Although this little one has an old one and this little one needs this little one to support them, this little one is still unable to do anything that goes against the natural order." As he said that, he laughed like a madman. He laughed so hard that his stomach was about to spasm. In the end, he did not forget to add, "You dead glass."

Su Xiang had already realized that she had said the wrong thing, there were indeed two explanations for "why is the flower so red", but that kind of explanation turned into another explanation for Zhang Jun. With great difficulty, he suppressed the flames of anger rising within him, clenched his teeth, and said, "You're just a dead glass, you actually thought of that. I really admire you."

With much difficulty, Zhang Jun managed to stop his unrestrained laughter under Su Xiang's furious gaze. He cupped his fists towards Su Xiang and said: "Thank you, thank you." After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Ye Xuan, and sized him up. After ten seconds, he retracted his gaze, and said with an ambiguous look: "Little Xuan, do you know why flowers are red like this?"

In this exam, Ye Xuan's seat was arranged to be on Zhang Jun's right hand side. Even though there was a path on the other side of it, it wasn't really wide, and only allowed one person to pass. With Zhang Jun and Ye Xuan in the center, there were Zhang Fei and Zhou Xinmin in front, and Su Xiang and Zuo Zhixing behind. Zhang Han, Bao Hanyong, Mu Xinyi and Chen Hewen sat on two sides, surrounding Zhang Jun and Ye Xuan completely. Everyone had heard the conversation between Su Xiang and Su Xiang earlier, so Ye Xuan, who was standing closest to him, definitely heard it too. However, everyone was secretly laughing in their hearts, and did not disturb Su Xiang and Zhang Jun's battle of words. At this moment, Ye Xuan heard her asking herself, and her white face immediately turned into a bright red apple, but Ye Xuan did not answer Zhang Jun's question about "flowers". Instead, she placed her face on the table, and then covered her shy face with the book, she almost wanted to stuff her head into the table.

Seeing that, Zhang Jun laughed out loud. Su Xiang glared at Zhang Jun as if he had seen his enemy, the main culprit, while the rest of the people beside him also stared at Su Xiang and Su Xiang with smiles plastered all over their faces.

Just then, everyone could not take it anymore, and joined the battle one after another. Everyone started asking and talking at the same time, making Su Xiang and Ye Xuan very embarrassed.

In the end, with Su Xiang sacrificing his secrets, Zhang Jun endured Su Xiang's one punch and Ye Xuan's three moves of "Nine Yin White Bone Claw", and ended this "Why is the flower so red" storm, and welcomed the first language exam.

At 7: 50, the invigilator walked into the classroom with the unopened test paper in his hands. The students stopped their laughter just in time. Arriving at the classroom, the invigilator stood at the podium and bragged about the questions related to the examination.

At eight o'clock sharp, when the bell rang, the invigilator opened the bag on time. In less than a minute, the test paper had already been passed to every student. The students began to answer the questions.

Age is hard to stay, sometimes easy to damage; time is a soundless file, let people aftertaste, but also let people helpless. Under the supervision of the teacher, the students tried their best to write fast. Before long, the teacher was sitting on the podium playing with his mobile phone while the other ran out of the classroom to chat with the other teachers. This gave some of the 'wrongdoers' an opportunity. The 'delinquents' also waited for this opportunity. Taking advantage of the invigilator's inattentiveness, they made hand signals below, and threw paper slips … He did everything he could to get some points so that he could have a good New Year. The invigilator would occasionally come down to sweep the classroom, but these "unruly people" had long practiced their ability to cover their tracks, how could they expose their fox tails and get caught? The pitiful teacher was still happily nodding his head in satisfaction, intoxicated with himself. He thought that he was too powerful, so there was no sign of cheating in his examination room. He was also overjoyed. However, he could never have imagined that he would be deceived by this group of young "wolf-hide sheep" trying to cover their lies. If the invigilator saw everyone cheating right under his nose, he might have been so angry that he would have puked blood and died in the end.

With everyone working together, the students finally finished their first exam. When the bell rang, the students left the classroom, leaving the invigilator to organize the papers.