With You

(No.252—No.258)

No.252

May wobbled to the end.

It's almost June again.

Last year, June 22nd was the day of our city's high school entrance examination.

The geography teacher taught us that on June 22, at perihelion, the northern hemisphere has the longest summer day.

The sky light is like a parabola with its opening downwards, moving bit by bit, towards the peak day.

Hello summer.

I remember that at this time last year, I was still a student in the graduating class of the third year of the 13th Middle School. The weather was very hot and the entrance examination was approaching. Everyone was restless, but I had to bite the bullet and continue to do the simulation papers.

Sweat dripped on the test paper, and then wiped it with his arm, marking a small trace of water, which dried up within a few seconds, leaving small wrinkles on the paper.

One year passed so fast.

How did you sing "You at the same table"?

"At that time, the sky was always blue, and the days were always too slow."

This is not the case.

Good days always pass quickly. In the few days before the exam, I always thought, stretching the head is also a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife, can you please me? But time is walking slowly one minute after another, not at all sympathetic to our suffering.

After the exam, the summer vacation passed quickly.

I leaned on the table with my entire face attached to the coke can that Yu Huai had just bought for me, taking the precious coolness from the aluminum can.

My chin was pressed against a newly issued math monthly test paper, and the tip of my nose was facing a red cross.

"It would be great if the relationship between effort and result could be calculated with a formula." I said with emotion.

If so, the world will be less sad.

"It can only be said that it is positive correlation in most cases, but it is impossible to calculate it. There are too many variables. We need to verify the correlation one by one." After Yu Huai finished this series of things I didn't understand, He raised his head and poured a coke, hiccupped with satisfaction, and sat down with a grin.

I tried to look in the direction of the tip of my nose with both eyes and looked in opposite directions.

That long list of 1/(2+1)+1/(3+1)+1/(4+1)…… How does +1/(n+1) look like a centipede? I use my hands and feet together Crawl under the nose, crawling full of papers. During the monthly exam, I was about to gnaw at the pen, and I still couldn't make one.

The sequence of numbers.

As soon as I climbed out of the pit of trigonometry, I fell into the pit of series.

Every time I learn a new chapter, I have to go through the process of "what do I rely on"-lost-difficult to get to know-after finally learning it, I find that I can't keep up with it.

I sat up and put away the examination papers anxiously.

do you know? When I was young, I envied Nobita because he had Doraemon. Nobita grew up being stupid, doing nothing and eating nothing left. It doesn't matter, he still owns the Fat Blue guy who crawled out of the drawer, Fat Blue will help him; if he can't help him, he doesn't dislike him.

When I was young, I would open the drawer every day after school and check it again. I don't know when my Doraemon will come.

This has always been my dream.

Now this dream is still partly realized, I mean, I have become a Nobita.

No.253

Since taking the final exam last semester, my grades have stabilized in the 35-40 range of our class. No matter how hard you go forward, it's useless, because the people in front are also working hard.

Sometimes between classes, I suddenly lose my mind. In the summer, we changed the white gauze curtains, the sun shines through the white gauze into the room, and everyone's face is lighted like an idol drama. It's our group's turn to sit by the window again. Although it is occasionally exposed, the valuable thing is that there is always wind passing by. The curtains are often lifted by the wind and brushed across my face. When they fall, they will gently envelop the people by the window, blocking the view.

Like a short-lived little fortress isolated from the world.

Sometimes it is Yu Huai and I who are covered in it. We glanced at each other, laughed, and then he knocked off the curtains on his body and continued to lower his head to write.

The sun shone on him through the gap in the curtain. I suddenly remembered that the day I first saw him, he just sat in this position, "writing, the best time" under my lens.

best time.

Most of the time, only myself is covered inside, and even Yu Huai is cut off from the outside world. The podium, the sound of the teacher's lecture, the red eight-character school motto above the blackboard, and the sound of reading a book were all outside the curtain. They didn't realize that I was missing.

I will not rush to get rid of the entanglement of the curtain like Yu Huai, but press my chin and enjoy this minute of disappearance.

It seems that I don’t have to face all the problems that bother me. Time moves forward unstoppably, but can you forget me occasionally?

No.254

Last Friday, Zhang Ping issued a form.

"Zhenhua Middle School 2003 Grade One Liberal Arts Division Volunteer Form"

When he got the watch, Yu Huai glanced at it and threw it into the desk. Zhang Ping’s voice came from the podium: “This form, students who plan to stay in our 5th class to study science do not need to fill in it. Students who are interested in learning text will have their parents sign it in the last column. The words will be handed in uniformly before the final exam."

I hold this watch.

It's finally this moment.

"Go home and discuss it with your parents. My suggestion is like this," Zhang Ping said to the classmates who were worried about each other, with both hands on the podium. Okay, of course it’s best. For students who are hesitant, my suggestion is when considering it. This should be based on the principle of combining interest and ability."

"I didn't understand!" β raised his hand.

At this time, the whole class was whispering, the restless mood surged, and only β was still patiently listening to Zhang Ping's nonsense.

"Abilities are grades. Of course, you have to choose a direction where you have an advantage. I don't have to worry about this. Everyone will go back and study the results of each subject in the quiz. Not only the current situation, but also the potential."

Zhang Ping was very happy about the beta stubbornness, and continued to talk:

"Interest is also divided into two levels. The first level is your interest in the two courses of physics, chemistry, history and geopolitics, which is the liberal arts direction in the high school curriculum; the second level refers to you When I was in college, I wanted to study a major. If you want to be a mathematician, you can study science; if you want to study a Chinese department, then naturally you can study literature. If you think about it earlier, you can set your future goals in life earlier. This is a good thing."

I was holding the watch, although I was in a trance, Zhang Ping's words still came into my mind.

Yes, Geng Geng, what do you want to do?

I turned my head and looked at Yu Huai who was devoting himself to writing a chemistry workbook. The question blurted out: "Yu Huai, what do you want to do in the future?"

Yu Huai was stunned.

He turned his head and looked at me. He wanted to laugh at me, but when he saw the serious expression on my face, he couldn't help but reduce his playful mood.

"I don't know. But," he lowered his voice, "I want to go to Tsinghua University to study engineering. After graduating from my undergraduate degree, I apply to go abroad to study for a Ph.D. I haven't thought about the following things."

A year has passed, and he has gradually opened his heart to me. He refused to admit that he wanted to pass Tsinghua University during the school celebration cleanup. Now he has been able to take me lightly.

Yu Huai stared at the tree not far from the window, and then took his gaze back for a long while, and said with a smile: "It's not necessary to think so far away. Anyway, plan for this first. Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

I shook my head, smiled embarrassedly at him, and squeezed the placement list in my hand.

He glanced, moved his lips, but said nothing. He once said he didn't want me to study literature, but I forgot to ask him why, so I eagerly agreed.

Now I want to ask, but I can't ask.

This young man who once told me "seriously, don't study literature" really stood at the crossroads concerning my future destiny, but he did not dare to easily say irresponsible instigation and retention.

No.255

I remember that in the year of the high school entrance examination, the first place in our class in Wannian had been struggling for two full months "what if I missed the level of my edge and failed to pass the Zhenhua exam", and finally decided one month before the entrance examination. Determined to sign the bonus admission agreement for the High School Affiliated to Normal University.

If you apply for the High School Attached to the Normal University as your first choice, you will get 20 points for **** if you fail the exam.

After that, she completely relaxed. The pressure of Kao Zhenhua was relieved, and there was no uncertainty in her life, and her whole body was radiant.

During the high school entrance examination, because of her relaxed mentality and self-confidence, she got a high score that she had never had in the mock exam before, which was a full five points beyond the Zhenhua Unified Recruitment score that year.

You know, her previous goal was only Zhenhua's own expense.

The High School of the High School Affiliated to Normal University is also a good school, but it is still incomparable with Zhenhua Middle School, an oligarch in education. The enrollment team of the High School Affiliated to Normal University is happy, but Wan Nian No.1 bid farewell to Zhenhua, who has been thinking of three years in his heart, in this way.

She cried at home for a whole week, and did not attend the school party.

Wannian first signed the contract with the High School Affiliated to Normal University to guarantee the bottom line. It was a safe choice after studying the application and admission policy to prevent him from failing not only to get to Zhenhua, but also to miss other key high schools. Now she got the guaranteed result.

Even if you get what you want, your will is hard to settle.

People with 99% possibility never hesitate, such as Yu Huai and Shen Qi.

People with 1% probability never regret, such as most of our junior high school graduating class.