Memory, Xi'an, winter is always gray. Occasionally, Jian Zhao sun, always separated by a thick curtain, there are gas hanging in the trees on the weak. Most of the tree leaves are lost, and only holly still wanders the dark green pine trees, although the green has cast a heavy dust. Sometimes the wind would be extremely anxious, and blowing in their faces, like the same knife.
Dorm room is not heating. Winter is exam season, the classrooms, the library's seat has always been filled early. After careful consideration, we will only hold quarters. At that time, the system always seemed to me like the devil's advocate. Hungry when the cafeteria was already closed the door. So each time dragging slippers go downstairs, from where the tube doors to buy instant noodles aunt. While the furnace is expressly prohibited things, but in the hearts of the young, not that used to undermine the rule of do?
Behind closed doors, closed windows, while, on the room full of warm surface water vapor and thick incense.
At that time, it seems that something is delicious, but together with eggs, ham, it is delicious in the world.
After dinner, as usual, should be read to. If winter comes, the end of the final test also came.
Lai in the dormitory, the biggest advantage is that we can waste time with no guilt. Do not see waves of people pour over the book urgently, naturally happy people enjoying a leisurely swim Takaya. Irrigation bottle of hot hot water, climbed the bed (I sleep in the upper berth). Bed, a pile or rent or borrow from a book or a hook or by crook. At that time, as long as is not a textbook, as if any book can be seen with relish. So half an hour becomes an hour, an hour turned into two hours, the result becomes a burning the midnight oil night.
Think that is the richest time, also the connivance of their own peace of mind.
Xi'an will be snow. Freshman year only from the South to the North, see the sky like snow goose feather, happy exception.
Likes to go out the next snow milling, so that the snow flutter in the face, feel the kind of cold.
That two years of winter, he spent with me. With him the way to go in the school, watching the snow Crimping Indus,
Mi diffuse Man was eyeful of gray.
Boots at the end of a very slippery, it is often mixed live in him, and as a crutch. With the stick it in the snow ice unbridled chaos away. He was not angry, invariably with a smile Hold me back at the last minute.
Would implore him to the snowman. After grasping a few light snow blocks, it will sit alongside Suozhaobozi supervision, watched him put snow blocks piled big, to big snowball. To the final step will be doing my part to drive him to open exquisitely decorated Yanbi to start. Finally, he did not forget from his neck off his scarf, set in the snowman around her neck.
When the cold pool in front of the library will be frozen, the mood, he will be down the pool, beckoning me. I dare not, fearing that place strong enough, I became chilled La Tangji. He would smile held out his hand and told me, "Do not be afraid, there I was, nothing would go wrong." So I frightened the next step. Lu experience the feeling of thin ice.
Favorite inserting his hands into his pockets, he was often ridiculed me a "cold-blooded," but involuntarily hand pass over the heat. On one occasion, all of a sudden some rude and said to him, "Your pocket is my exclusive, others can not use." He looked at me and smiled, so I laughed.
Again soon in winter, and your pocket, in the warm whose hand?
Author: happylee
