Bridal salon that day, when passing through to see a seventeen or eighteen year-old girl standing in shop windows before the
coach outlet is not a long time to leave. Wedding shop-chun, stood Zoya song "Lolita," the female voice gently singing Rourou warm tone. My eyes involuntarily looked at the girl. She looked very neat short cut hair and that look of longing on the wedding, I seem to see that old self. In my 17-year-old Love Lane, has also been the case of a person standing before the town's only bridal salon, looking inside the range of wedding dresses, long time not to leave. 17 years old, I was still in high school, not tall, small reasons brought up at the beach, the skin more black. At that time away from their parents, living in grandma, there is no extra pocket money to buy a beautiful dress and head flowers, a lake blue smock to wear from winter to spring. I'm like an opening in the garden of wildflowers, and around all the odds. From that time, I learned that I choose silence is the best way to protect yourself, so a person quietly sitting in the corner position, reading, learning, examination. Only Yuekao results announced time, we looked at the first ranking standings I would think there is such a person.
Days so as grandmother hanging in the same insipid Zhuojiao of boiled water.
When the 17-year-old in the summer is about to come, I know him. He is also from the coast to the child, but he was fair and clear skin, his body has a good smell of the ocean taste. His father opened the first small town wedding photography shop, he lived in the shop on the second floor.
He always wore a white shirt to various classes, I often see him stealthily from behind, under the sun he always reminds me of beach sand, suffused with warm bright white light. The day after school I am not going to go straight home, go out to the right, turn left, turn left and then walk about 300 meters, you can see his
cheap coach bags at home. I always stand in a corner window, secretly inside look at the wedding. I do not know when to start, I imagined that one day he could be wearing a wedding dress and dancing, or just quietly stood at his side, even a day Yehao. "And I dance it, Lolita, and white sand of the sea ... ... like a person, Lolita, only like one day all right ... ..." memories do not intend to break into the voice of Jun mind yet another of those crushing condensation in the together with numerous hit the young summer. Life continues, but have become more Xu color. The rise of class when he was pretending to have no intention to look to the direction of, or after class walked to his seat, pretending to his careless hands Fuguo desks, or windows at his house next to pretend bridal salon, and his encounter. An 17 year-old girl hearts little secret, in the infinitely great duo out gorgeous flowers. 17-year-old Summer is almost over, when finished, I secretly placed holes of his desk a letter. The stationery is not pale, but anti-myopia operation of the light blue paper, Gonggongzhengzheng the writing of his name and my name. The middle left him a large gap, I want to know what would fill in his or graffiti Napian space.
However, I saw that he lost his piece of paper.
Trash to my seat in the back, he came up behind me purposely torn piece of paper is very loud, torn, and then tear, tear could no longer tear, heavily thrown into the garbage. My heart is also that moment crumbled into a film, no place to place. The summer of that year had finished, he left the town. I watched him a good
cheap coach handbags to pack the last time from the classroom to go out even at that moment not stop the tears to flow out, I quietly lying on the table, did not let anyone see my crying. Music still continues, my memories have been terminated, and that little girl do not know when to leave, and she also imagined, and who is wearing a wedding dance, or just standing beside him feel happy . Maybe, she just likes the window of the wedding. Everyone will be 17-year-old in the summer, everyone will be 17-year-old secret of that atrium, but who and who forever dance, only you know. Lolita is just an 17-year-old is always young, youth brilliant 17-year-old --- the summer.
This article was writen by yongheng1985 on 2010-3-18 from us-trade company.
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