At six o'clock in the morning, the train to Urumqi stopped. The winter in Xinjiang is extremely cold, and the thin cotton clothes I wore at Beijing Station two days ago didn't work here at all. I got up at four o'clock in the morning, washed up,

Looking at the darkness outside the window, my own smiling face was reflected. It seemed thinner, darker, and immature.

I wonder what it will be like when they see me again?

The moment the car door opened, I was truly back! The first breath of fresh air was extremely cold, from my face to my lungs, but it was the feeling I missed the most. The yellow street lights, the heavy snow in the sky, and

Compared with the winter in Beijing, this is what winter should be like! My mother called and said that she and my father were already waiting at the station intersection, so I jogged all the way. Yes, in such a short time, even the station had changed a lot.

I walked around for a long time before walking out. Finally, I saw my father's car parked on the snowy street. My mother was wearing a cotton coat and a red scarf, standing under the dark yellow street lights, in this cold

In the early morning, I opened my arms to welcome the first hug from me. In that early morning at more than 30 degrees below zero, that hug was so warm...

As soon as we got in the car, my father didn't say much, but my mother kept nagging beside me. She said she got up early in the morning and couldn't sleep at all, so she waited there and looked around, telling me what happened at home in the past six months.

He told me that the New Year’s goods at home were almost done, and when I went back, he asked me what I wanted to eat for the first meal when I got home... There were so many, so I held back the tears in my eyes, just watching

Looking at the haggard face of my mother who had not slept all night, I felt as if I had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. I didn’t know what it felt like. I just thought that this feeling could last a little longer, a little longer...

When I got home, it was still the same familiar house. I hurried to my bedroom and found that my mother had always lived in this small bedroom since I left. There were still those things on the desk, a computer, and a

There is a desk lamp and a big photo of me winning the first prize in the clarinet competition. My mother said that this room is warm in winter and cool in summer, and I can sleep soundly here. In fact,

I understand that my shadow is everywhere here.

It was already after seven o'clock when I came back. This is the time in Xinjiang when students just get up and get busy. I couldn't sleep either. After my parents went to bed, I went out alone. After all, they had also worked hard.

I didn't want to disturb them. After I left the unit, I picked up my phone, played the song "The Closest Road to Home" in my ears, and walked slowly along the road I used to go to school. The scene in front of me at this time was...

I don’t know how many times I entered my dreams a few months ago. I was like a tourist visiting a place I had visited in my dreams. I was filled with so much joy and excitement. To others, I looked like a fool.

But only I know that the feeling of meeting again after a long separation, and the things lost and found should be worthy of being cherished by me.

A few snowflakes were still floating in the gray sky. It was already bright, and there were more pedestrians on the road. Vehicles were passing by quickly, and the blue license plates with "New B" reminded me once again,

This is my hometown. "When vehicles enter the station, please pay attention to safety!" There is a No. 42 bus driving not far away. I used to take it to go to school in winter. As soon as I got on it, I liked to go to the second to last row.

She was sitting by the window, holding her schoolbag in front of her, plugging in her headphones and looking out the window, thinking about the bright future between her and me, and the military academy that haunted me, which is my current life. It’s still blue.

Colorful school uniforms and dark blue trousers, but it is no longer us who are looking around with a book of ancient poems that must be memorized for the college entrance examination, but another group of young faces. At this time, I am afraid that only the senior high school students have not had their holidays yet.

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I got on the bus and took the bus card from a year ago. I didn't expect that it could still be used. However, there was only the last five yuan left in it, but it was enough for me to take a few buses. I put away the card and headed towards the end.

After walking a few rows, it turned out that someone was already sitting in the seat by the window. He was also a student. Judging from the school uniform, he belonged to our No. 1 middle school. He was polite, wore black-rimmed glasses, and had headphones plugged in, but he was different from me.

Unfortunately, he was only focusing on the English vocabulary book in his hand. There seemed to be a test today, and he was making his final struggle anxiously. While sighing, I could only sit in the last row and watch the people walking all the way to school.

landscape.

The milk tea shop next to the school was demolished. In order to make the road in front of the school less crowded, the government simply demolished all the shops on both sides of the road and widened the road a lot. Those small shops and cold skin shops

It's still open there, and the steamed stuffed bun shop at the door is still full of people, as if the boss hasn't changed yet.

Next to the school gate is the playground surrounded by fences. I can see it at a glance. I looked at the snow-covered playground and was lost in thought. At this time a year ago, all the boys in our class had probably arrived early.

, I went to the tool room and took the snowboard, shovel, big broom and ice shovel, and started to clean the snow before there were more pedestrians. My hands and face were red from the cold, and the worst thing was my ears.

I am afraid that one day I will freeze them off. It is still in this playground. A little further back, you can see my figure running under the scorching sun in the afternoon, until the lights are brilliant in the evening, lap after lap, supporting

As I look like this, she in my heart makes me rich enough to pay for my luxurious ideals. They say I am inspirational, but in fact it is just a belief in my heart.

But what about now? The person standing outside the fence is me. If time goes back, if I can see me running at that time, will I tell him everything that happened later? I may not, I will lie to him about that girl

In the end, you and I were together. The life in the military academy was not that hard, and it was as wonderful as I imagined. We did not get separated later. We were still in constant contact with each other as before. Everyone was thinking about you, and they were all envious and fond of you.

Your life... I'm sorry. If one day he knows the truth, I believe he will go back to the past and tell the other person who is struggling these words to make him stronger and filled with his beautiful youth.

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But now, it's all gone. No one will spread the thick layer of white snow to find the footprints of the past, just like no one now knows the story of fighting for a dream and a person.
Chapter completed!