The eternal waiting, hazy and shy memories

by xukylngelr on 2012-03-09 10:31:00

The Waiting in Winter Everything returned to calm. When she once again recalled this old affair, all she felt was boundless emptiness and loss. The once breathtaking romance, the solemn vows, the eternal promises of devotion, and the vague yet bashful memories had all quietly been buried deep within her memory. The night before the surgery, he discussed with his father about giving red envelopes to doctors as a common practice in society to ensure their full commitment to treating patients; otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. The class was in chaos at that time, and the class teacher was frightened. When the class monitor and I were called for a talk, we were indeed afraid. Though it was an expected matter, upon seeing him, it seemed as if he had aged significantly overnight, allowing me to truly understand what heart-wrenching pain feels like. Little squirrel Lola woke up early as usual, happily hopping around until it found a tall pine tree laden with fruits. It climbed up and squatted on a branch, munching on pine seeds. No matter when it ate them, they always tasted sweet and flavorful.

Among all the students the teacher has ever taught, I may not be the most outstanding; but all the teachers who have taught me are respected by me for life. They say the price of precocity is truly painful, people often say flowers bloom early but fade quickly. Now, I finally understand what he meant. You're so innocent, knowing nothing. Luckily, there's someone as pure as you by my side; otherwise, I might find this world meaningless. However, most of the time, I am doing things I like. Although there isn't much variety, that happiness satisfies me greatly. So, I looked up, and the sky was pitch black without a single star in sight.

Then the teacher took out a card from the drawer and handed it to me. Upon looking, I realized it was a "Contribution Souvenir" sent by the newspaper office. I understood the situation. Not long ago, I sent a manuscript to the newspaper office, which was my first submission. The article wasn't selected, but it was discovered by the teacher, making me feel a bit embarrassed. I heard that there would be more than twenty students in the afternoon. Why can't they see? Is it because it's naked or revolutionary? If some people saw it, what could they do after seeing it? Is it really that miraculous?

I approached Zi Xun, and he also felt quite embarrassed, burying his head madly but not knowing what to do.

Yi Nuo, I love you. I want you to be my wife

Signed: Han

It might be due to age-related reasons. Yi Nuo finished reading the letter and locked it into the drawer without any particular feeling.

I thought about stopping, I really wanted to stop. One day, I will meet a familiar stranger.

I walked closer to Zi Xun, and he also went crazy, lowering his head shamefully, not knowing what to do.

Yi Nuo, I love you, I want you to be my wife

Signature: Han

Probably because of the age factor, Yi Nuo didn't feel anything after reading the letter and simply locked it in the drawer.

I approached Zi Xun, and he also felt quite awkward, frantically lowering his head but unsure of what to do.

Eno, I love you, I want you to be my wife

Signed: Han

Perhaps due to age-related factors, Eno didn't feel anything after finishing the letter and simply locked it away in the drawer.

I moved closer to Zixun, and he too, somewhat embarrassingly, lowered his head wildly but didn't know what to do.

I love you, Enuo, I want you to be my wife.

Sincerely,

Han

Possibly due to the age factor, Enuo read the letter without any feelings and locked it away in the drawer.

I drew near to Zixun, and he, rather awkwardly, buried his head, not knowing what to do.

Ino, I love you, I want you to be my wife.

Signed,

Han

Maybe because of age-related reasons, Ino finished reading the letter and locked it in the drawer without any particular feeling.

I approached Zixun, and he also went crazy, burying his head but not knowing what to do.

I love you, Enuo, I want you to be my wife.

Signed,

Han

Perhaps due to age-related factors, Enuo didn't feel anything after reading the letter and simply locked it in the drawer.

As I got closer to Zixun, he also became quite embarrassed, frantically lowering his head but not knowing what to do.

Eno, I love you, I want you to be my wife.

Signed,

Han

Probably because of the age factor, Eno didn't feel anything after reading the letter and simply locked it in the drawer.

I moved closer to Zixun, and he also felt quite awkward, frantically lowering his head but unsure of what to do.

Yinuo, I love you, I want you to be my wife.

Signed,

Han

Perhaps due to age-related factors, Yinuo didn't feel anything after reading the letter and simply locked it in the drawer.

Thinking that entering university meant stepping into a new world, forever escaping the situation of being controlled, I didn't expect that our specialized education department still maintained its ancient traditions and excellent learning atmosphere. But we, a group of children who didn't know the vastness of heaven and earth, opposed it with a cynical attitude, fearing to fall behind the times' new trend of spoiled offspring.

When I got close to Zixun, he also felt very embarrassed and crazily bowed his head, but didn't know what to do.

Eyno, I love you, I want you to be my wife.

Signed,

Han

Possibly due to age-related factors, Eyno finished reading the letter and locked it in the drawer without any particular feeling.

The doctor didn't even look and put the red envelope in the drawer.

"Telling you guys is useless, you're not me, how would you know my pain."

"What are you playing?" The classmates started talking all at once, the classroom like a pot of boiling water.

Originally, I thought entering university would lead to a new world, forever escaping the situation of being controlled, but I didn't know that our third-class special education department still maintained its ancient traditional good learning atmosphere. We, a group of ignorant children, opposed it with a cynical attitude, fearing to fall behind the new trend of spoiled offspring of the times.