Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 525 - The Most Romantic Thing - Listening to the Rain
Raindrops slide down from the eaves, just like memories slipping through the mind.

I am grateful for the slightest concern, turn my mood into a poem, bind it on the plain paper of the years, and open it one day in the future, and I am grateful for its fragrance and the warmth that I have felt.

The fleeting years sing lightly, and the years are quiet.

The wind passes and the flowers fall behind, peacefully, in the slow time, sitting on a curtain of wind.

Su Qianqian turned her head, with an infinite smile between the corners of her eyes and brows, and softly uttered two words: "Listen to the rain."

Listen to the rain?Are you bullying him old and dizzy?
He clearly saw that she was thinking about something, and she was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even respond to shouting twice, but actually told him that she was listening to the rain? !
Principal Li blinked his eyes slightly, and glanced at the father and daughter on the left out of the corner of his eye. Could it be that their existence affected Qianqian's mood?
The child is sensitive again?
He had clearly rejected Tong Shuai and his daughter!

Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Su Qianqian, opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he heard a not so pleasant singing voice:

"Why do you keep aiming / Do you want to single out / Boxing, Tai Chi, Wing Chun, you can choose whatever you want / You are still laughing, be careful not to break your teeth / I want to put down my schoolbag and let the fire burn."

Hehe, what is this singing about?

Principal Li frowned slightly, looked over Su Qianqian's head towards the door of the main room, twitched the corner of his mouth, secretly clenched his fist, and glanced at the father and daughter on the left out of the corner of his eye.

Did they want to chat with him?
Or are you just talking nonsense?
Cough cough, these two meanings are actually the same.
"Who said that justice will be late/Only bad people have a good life? Don't try to escape, I will chase you to the ends of the world and the ends of the sea/I split the sky with my palm, follow me to take risks/Dreams that can't be closed are about to take off/In my life In my heart, perfection is more perfect.”

cough cough!Principal Li blinked his eyes involuntarily. This little Wang Jun must have fainted today.

What is this ghost singing about?

The previous little love song was sung well, but what is the latter singing?

The donkey's head is not right with the horse's mouth!

Are you fooling them to play, or are you entertaining yourself?

Principal Li shrank his fist on one side, he couldn't bear it anymore, if he continued like this, he would really stand up and beat him up.

"Grandpa?" Su Qianqian couldn't help laughing, it seems that her hearing is still fine

It turns out that Grandpa Li's concentration is similar to hers.

"Huh?" Principal Li responded, lowered his head slightly and raised Su Qianqian to look over, "What's wrong?"

Ahem, I was in a daze just now, and I was almost led astray by Xiao Wang Jun.

What he should care about now is not Xiao Wang Jun!

Principal Li let go of his clenched fist, smiled, and asked, "What's the matter, Qianqian?

"It's nothing." Su Qianqian replied, turned her head and looked at the main room not far away, "Grandpa, listen, Uncle Wang sings so well."

Keke, okay?Principal Li couldn't help but glance at Su Qianqian.

This kid looks more and more like him!
You will also talk nonsense with your eyes open!

This is obviously sung like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"Ahem." Tong Shuai who was not far away coughed softly, glanced at Principal Li, then at Su Qianqian, then turned his head to look at Tongtong, is that good?

I do not know!Tongtong shrugged.

The two looked at each other, exchanged a look, and looked away again.

After all, there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people!

"What's the matter, Tong Shuai?" Principal Li turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Tong Shuai opposite him, "Do you have any different opinions?"

"Hey." Tong Shuai, who was sitting diagonally opposite, habitually raised his hand to wipe his face, smiled, and glanced at Tong Tong, "I don't have a different opinion, but I think Wang Jun's singing is full of energy." .”

Ok?Full of spirit?

Su Qianqian heard the sound, turned her head, and looked at Uncle Tong Shuai who was diagonally opposite, and it was another pussy.

Ok!It's none of her business either!
The only thing she has to do now is to listen to the song quietly, oh no, listen to the rain.

Then wait until Uncle Wang Jun finished singing, and then come to teach her to sing, anyway, idle is idle.

As for the father and daughter next to each other who knew each other, that was not her concern.

It's raining, and it's still falling.

Su Qianqian glanced at Tong Shuai who was opposite, then turned her head to look at Tong Tong who was smiling slightly, then turned her head and continued to look at the rain before the eaves.

Drops of rain fell and fell to the ground, and some small puddles had quietly accumulated.
I don't know, at Jingyun's house three hundred kilometers away, is my sister also listening to the rain by the window, just like she is at this moment, watching the rain quietly and thinking about her?

Su Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and lightly pressed the ballpoint pen on the kitten's head.

Thoughts flew far away again.

"I heard that familiar voice again/It seemed like a misty drizzle/I don't know where you are now/Whether you remember me/I don't know what breathing is/Is it like a melancholy old habit.

If you have never had it / how do you know the sadness of parting / listen to the rain alone / count the raindrops on the window / there is rain, it is like having you / thinking about your past / is the footprint of life / hoping to have Rain has you. "

"Wow!"

With an exclamation, Su Qianqian was pulled back to reality.

what's the situation?
What happened in a small moment of ignorance?
"Wow, it sounds so good."

hehe!Su Qianqian turned her head to look at Tongtong, and saw her surprised expression.

Too exaggerated.

Singer and messenger Uncle Wang's singing voice, obviously everyone has ears and ears and common appreciation, so there shouldn't be such a big difference.

What's more, what she just said was just flattery.

Could it be that they are the same as her?Did it on purpose to make Grandpa Li happy?
"Well, it sounds good, it's perfect." Tong Shuai, who was sitting diagonally opposite, slapped his thigh and shouted, "It's great, let me just say, Xiao Wang Jun is suitable for singing girls' tender songs."

切!
Too much damage.

Su Qianqian curled her lips, rolled her eyes silently in her heart, and turned her head away.

"You're right, Tong Shuai!" Grandpa Li's voice suddenly exploded nearby
Ha ha!

The corners of Su Qianqian's mouth twitched, her eyebrows were raised slightly, she lightly pressed the cat's head ballpoint pen in her hand, and looked at Uncle Xiao Wang, a singer and messenger not far away.

What catches my eyes is still the intoxicated expression on the face of Uncle Xiao Wang, the singer and messenger, and that, ahem, very good singing voice:
"Counting the raindrops on the window / When there is rain, it is like having you / Thinking about your past / It is the footprint of life / I hope that there will be rain and you."

Su Qianqian blinked slightly, then raised her hand to rub her temples, as if she heard right.

Really singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang's singing voice.

Now she suddenly began to be a little convinced that Uncle Tong Shuai who was diagonally opposite, and Tong Tong who wanted to recognize his relatives, Uncle Xiao Wang was indeed suitable for singing love songs.

But, ahem, I suddenly remembered what Uncle Xiao Wang, the singer and messenger, had yelled to her before, teaching her to sing in a while.

She is really not suitable for learning to sing love songs.

For a while, the four people in front of the courtyard were silent.

Only the wind coming in through the crack of the door brought a burst of coolness, which made people feel real.

What really exists is the singing of the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang not far away.

Waiting quietly, listening quietly, listening to the sound of raindrops falling from the eaves, listening to the sound of rainwater falling into the ground water, in that sound of rain, I think of the exquisite hourglass that my sister gave her last summer Come.

My sister told her at the time that watching the hourglass slip by in front of her eyes was like watching time slip by in front of her eyes.

However, she felt that time does not repeat once it passes, and the hourglass can be rewinded and rewinded again, which is obviously different.

She looked up at her sister's thoughtful look, swallowed back what she was about to say, smiled sweetly, took it over, and said yes, well, what my sister said makes sense.

My sister suddenly laughed, and raised her hand to pull her high ponytail: You don't understand what I mean.

Su Qianqian's face turned slightly red, her sister had already seen it, she thought she was very smart.

Qianqian, my sister laughed, sometimes, if you don’t understand, you just don’t understand, you can’t pretend to understand, you know.in addition.

My sister paused and continued, more often than not, you have to stick to your own ideas and not be influenced by others. You have to remember that your path needs to be walked by yourself, and no one can replace you, let alone go along with anyone. I wronged myself.

Well, Su Qianqian responded, touched the hourglass in her hand, and nodded emphatically.

I hope you are happy, my sister laughed, if one day, something unhappy happens, I also hope that you will be strong enough to face it.

Ok?Su Qianqian looked up at her sister in confusion.

It's just an hourglass, what else can be unhappy?

Well, my sister laughed, let's go, let's go home.

Oh.Su Qianqian responded, put down the exquisite blue hourglass, and followed her sister out of the gift shop.

The moment she walked out the door, she looked back, and she still felt that the passage of the hourglass was different from the passage of time.

As everyone said, watching water flow by is like watching time flow by, and she still doesn't understand it.

How could those so-called running water, and the flowing water of the deceased so tirelessly day and night, be equated with time?

Just like not long ago, she stood by the river many years ago, watching quietly by the lake.

My sister told her that the river has been around for a long time, it seems to have a history of hundreds of years, it is an ancient Yellow River.

She looked at the river that flowed hundreds of years ago. The river is still there, and the bridge is still there, but the time has passed hundreds of years, and the people who look at the water from the lake are hundreds of years later.

Su Qianqian looked back at the exquisite hourglass again.

It is fixed, no matter how it is reversed and passed, it will be manipulated by people after all, and it can be reversed after flowing.

But the time is gone forever.

Su Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, watching the rain fall, she couldn't help stretching out her hand.

Bit by bit of rainwater slipped from the eaves, fell to the palms, fell to the palms, fell to the fingers, cool, and then slipped silently from the fingers.

He fell to pieces in front of him.

Looking at the crystal clear rain, Su Qianqian's eyes suddenly became slightly moist.

She thought of her sister who was three hundred thousand miles away.

I don't know, if the current sister still thinks of her occasionally?
winter vacation?

It's only late October now, and there are still more than two months before the winter vacation!
Su Qianqian felt anxious, her nose felt sore.

"Qianqian." Principal Li called her softly

Ok?Su Qianqian sniffed her nose slightly, retracted her hand, shook off the rainwater on her hand, raised her hand and carefully wiped the corner of her eyes, turned her head to look at Principal Li, and smiled slightly: "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

"Oh," Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are playing in the water again, oh no, are you playing in the rain again?"

"Hee hee." Su Qianqian looked back at the still dripping rain, then turned her head and smiled sweetly at Principal Li, "Idle is idle."

"What?" Principal Li was taken aback.

Idle is also idle, nothing to quarrel, tell small lies.Are you awake anyway?

With a "puchi", Tongtong on the opposite side laughed out loud, "I remembered a few lines of the lyrics."

"What lyrics?" Tong Shuai at the side suddenly said.

"Well, the lyrics?" Principal Li was startled for a moment, then laughed, "Let's hear it."

"It's okay to quarrel, it's okay to tell lies, anyway, I'm idle, I'm that girl."

"Hahaha. Principal Li laughed loudly, "Little naughty, the lyrics are good, come on, sing it completely."

"Well, listen to it, it feels very naughty." Tong Shuai at the side also echoed.

"Okay." Tongtong laughed, looked left and right at the two speakers in front of him, then turned to look at Su Qianqian, "Qianqian, you should be able to do it too, or let's sing together ?”

Su Qianqian smiled slightly, "No, you can sing, I can't."

hehe.She's not in the mood to sing right now.

She just wants to sit quietly in such rain, sitting with a curtain of wind and rain, quietly missing her sister who is three hundred kilometers away.

"Okay. Then I'll sing." Tongtong laughed, and looked at Su Qianqian again, "If Qianqian wants to learn, I can teach you later, if you think it sounds good."

Want to learn?Su Qianqian raised her eyes and glanced at Tongtong opposite.

Think of her as a child who doesn't study music.

She knew the song was "There Was a Girl"!
She can also sing. On the Children's Day in her third grade, she even won the first prize in the Children's Day singing competition with this song.

Of course, she couldn't be more familiar with this song.

Because she won the award not only because she sang a song, but for this song, she also arranged a dance, hehe, her choreographer, sorry, is her sister.

"Okay." Su Qianqian responded, smiled at Tongtong, lowered her eyes, and turned her head to look at the rain in front of the eaves on the right.

Tongtong's singing came from the left ear: Hey, I'm that girl....

At the same time, there is another singing voice in the right ear: Counting the raindrops on the window / When there is rain, it is like having you / Thinking of every part of your past / Is the footprint of life / I hope that there will be rain and you...

(End of this chapter)