Chapter 399 The Most Romantic Thing - Invisible Wings
The raindrops fell from the eaves, just like memories passing through my mind.
Feeling the slightest care and concern, turn the mood into a poem gracefully, bind it on the plain paper of the years, wait for it to be opened one day in the future, and be grateful for the fragrance and the warmth that you seem to have felt before.
Singing lightly in the passing years, the years are quiet and peaceful.
After the wind blows over the flowers, I feel calm and peaceful, sitting behind a curtain of wind in the slow time.
Su Qianqian turned around, with an infinite smile appearing in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and softly uttered two words: "Listen to the rain."
Tingyu? Are you bullying him for his dim eyesight?
He clearly saw that she was thinking about something and was so lost in thought that she didn't even respond to her shouting twice and actually told him that she was listening to the rain?!
Principal Li blinked slightly and glanced at the father and daughter on the left from the corner of his eye. Could it be that their presence affected Qian Qian's mood?
Is this child sensitive again?
He has obviously 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/Are you going to duel/Boxing, Tai Chi, Wing Chun are all your choice/You keep smiling, be careful of breaking your teeth/I'm going to put down my schoolbag and let the fire burn."
Haha, what is this song about?
Principal Li frowned slightly, looked over Su Qianqian's head toward the door of the hall, twitched the corner of his mouth, secretly clenched his fist, and glanced at the father and daughter on the left from the corner of his eye.
Do they want to come and chat with him?
Or are you just here to talk nonsense?
Ahem, these two meanings are actually the same,
Who says justice will be late/Only bad people have good lives. Don’t even think about escaping. I will chase you to the ends of the earth and the corners of the sea/I will split the sky with my palm and follow me to adventure/The dream that cannot be contained will take off/In my heart
Face, perfection means more perfection.
Or are you just here to talk nonsense?
Ahem, these two meanings are actually the same,
"Who says justice will be late/Only bad people have good lives. Don't even think about escaping. I will chase you to the ends of the earth and the corners of the sea/I split the sky with one palm and follow me to adventure/The dream that cannot be shut down is about to take off/Besides me
In my heart, perfection means more perfection.”
Ahem! Principal Li couldn't help but blinked. This little Wang Jun, I'm afraid he fainted today.
What are the ghosts singing?
The little love song I sang before was quite good, but what was the song I sang next?
The donkey's head is wrong!
Are you fooling them into playing, or are you just entertaining yourself?
Principal Li shrunk his fist. He couldn't bear it anymore. If he continued like this, he would really stand up and beat him.
"Grandpa?" Su Qianqian couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that her hearing was still fine.
It turns out that Grandpa Li’s determination is similar to hers.
"Huh?" Principal Li responded, slightly lowering his head and looking up at Su Qianqian, "What's wrong?"
Ahem, I was in a daze just now and was almost led astray by Xiao Wang Jun again.
The issue he needs to care about now is not Xiao Wang Jun!
Principal Li loosened his clenched fists, smiled, and asked: "What's wrong, Qianqian?
"Nothing." Su Qianqian responded, turning to look at the main room not far away, "Grandpa, listen, how good Uncle Wang sings."
Ahem, okay? Principal Li couldn't help but glance at Su Qianqian.
This kid looks more and more like him!
You can even tell lies with your eyes open!
This song is obviously like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.
"Ahem." Tong Shuai not far away coughed lightly, glanced at Principal Li, then at Su Qianqian, then turned his head and looked at Tongtong, okay?
I don’t know! Tongtong shrugged.
The two people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and then looked away.
After all, there is one Hamlet in the eyes of a thousand people!
"What's wrong, Tong Shuai?" Principal Li turned his head when he heard the sound and looked at Tong Shuai opposite, "Do you have any different opinions?"
"Hehe." Tong Shuai, who was sitting diagonally across from him, raised his hand to wipe his face out of habit, smiled sarcastically, and looked at Tong Tong, "I don't have any different opinions, I just think Wang Jun sings very energetically.
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Huh? Full of energy?
When Su Qianqian heard the sound, she turned her head and looked at Uncle Tong Shuai diagonally across the way. There was another P-Jing.
Well! It’s none of her business either!
The only thing she has to do now is to listen to music quietly, oh no, listen to the rain.
Then he would wait until Uncle Wang Jun finished singing and then teach her how to sing. Anyway, he was idle.
As for the father and daughter next to them who knew each other, that was not her concern.
The rain is still falling.
Su Qianqian glanced at Tong Shuai opposite, then turned to look at Tong Tong who was smiling faintly, then turned back and continued to look at Yan Qianyu.
Drops of rain fell and fell to the ground, quietly accumulating some small puddles.
I wonder, in Jingyun’s home three hundred kilometers away, is my sister also listening to the rain by the window, just like she is at this moment, quietly watching the rain and thinking about her?
Su Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and gently pressed the ballpoint pen on the little cat's head.
My thoughts suddenly flew far away again.
“I heard that familiar voice again/As if it were like a misty drizzle/I don’t know where you are now/If you still remember me/I don’t know what breathing is/Is it like a long-standing habit of melancholy.
If you have never had one / How do you know the sadness of parting / Listening to the rain quietly / Counting the raindrops on the window / When there is rain, it is like having you / Thinking of you every past time / Are the footprints of life / Looking forward to having you
The rain has you."
"Wow!"
An exclamation brought Su Qianqian back to reality.
What's going on?
In a small moment of confusion, what happened?
"Wow, it sounds really nice."
Haha! Su Qianqian turned to look at Tongtong and saw a look of surprise on her face.
It's too exaggerated.
The singing voice of the singer and messenger Uncle Wang is obviously shared by everyone and has the same taste, so the difference shouldn't be so big.
What's more, what she just said was just flattery.
Is it possible that they are like her? Did they do it on purpose to make Grandpa Li happy?
"Well, it sounds great, absolutely amazing." Tong Shuai, who was sitting diagonally opposite, slapped his thigh and shouted, "It's great, let me tell you, Xiao Wang Jun is suitable for singing girls' tender songs."
cut!
What a loss.
Su Qianqian curled her lips, rolled her eyes silently in her mind, and turned back.
The corners of Su Qianqian's mouth twitched, her eyebrows slightly raised, she gently pressed the small-head ballpoint pen in her hand, and looked towards Uncle Wang, the singer and messenger not far away.
What caught the eye was still the intoxicated expression on the face of the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang, and that, ahem, very good singing voice:
“Counting the raindrops on the window/When it rains, it’s like you are there/Thinking about your past/It’s all the footprints of life/I hope it rains and you are there.”
Su Qianqian blinked slightly, then raised her hand to rub her temples, as if she heard correctly.
It’s really the singing voice of Uncle Xiao Wang, the singer and messenger.
Now she suddenly began to feel somewhat convinced that Uncle Tongshuai who was diagonally across the street, and Tongtong who wanted to recognize her, Uncle Xiao Wang was indeed suitable for singing love songs.
But, ahem, I suddenly remembered what Uncle Xiao Wang, the singer and messenger, had shouted to her before, and he would teach her how to sing.
She is really not suitable for learning to sing love songs.
For a moment, the four people in front of the hospital were silent.
Only the wind coming in through the crack in the door, bringing with it bursts of coolness, made people feel that it was really there.
What is also real is the singing voice of the singer and messenger Uncle Xiao Wang not far away.
Wait quietly, listen quietly, listen to the sound of raindrops falling from the eaves, and listen to the sound of rainwater falling into the water on the ground. With the sound of rain, I think of the exquisite hourglass that my sister gave her last summer.
Come.
Her sister told her at the time that watching the hourglass slide past her eyes was like watching time slide past her eyes.
But she felt that time never repeats itself, but the hourglass can be turned back again, which is obviously different.
She looked up at her sister's thoughtful look, swallowed back what she originally wanted to say, smiled sweetly, took it, and responded, "Well, my sister makes sense."
My sister suddenly laughed and raised her hand to tug her high ponytail: You didn't understand what I meant.
Su Qianqian's face turned slightly red. It turned out that her sister had noticed it and 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. Also.
My sister paused and continued, more often than not, you have to stick to your own ideas and don't be swayed by others. You have to remember that you need to walk your own path. No one can replace it, and don't go along with anyone else.
I wronged myself.
Well, Su Qianqian responded, touched the hourglass in her hand, and nodded heavily.
I hope you are happy, my sister laughed. If something unhappy happens one day, I also hope you will have a strong enough heart to face it.
Huh? Su Qianqian raised her eyes and looked at her sister in confusion.
It's just an hourglass, what else could be unhappy about?
Okay, my sister laughed, 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 of 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 is like watching time flow by, but she still didn't understand.
How can those so-called flowing water, and the flowing water of the deceased who was so reluctant to give up day and night, be equated with time?
Just like not long ago, she stood by the river many years ago, quietly watching the lake.
Her sister told her that the river had been there for a long time, it seemed to be hundreds of years old, and it was an ancient Yellow River.
She looked at the river that flowed hundreds of years ago. The river was still there and the bridge was still there, but hundreds of years had passed, and the people who watched the water by the lake were already people hundreds of years later.
Su Qianqian turned back and took another look at the exquisite hourglass.
It is fixed, no matter how it reverses or flows, it will eventually be played with in the palm of one's hand, and it can be turned back after it has flowed.
But time is gone forever.
Su Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, watching the rain falling down, she couldn't help but reach out her hand.
Drops of rainwater slipped from the eaves, fell on the palms of the hands, and fell between the fingers. It was cool, and then slipped silently from the fingers.
He fell to pieces in front of him.
Looking at the crystal rain, Su Qianqian's eyes suddenly became slightly moist.
She thought again of her sister who was three hundred thousand miles away.
I wonder if my current sister will think of her occasionally?
winter vacation?
It's only late October now, and there are still more than two months left before winter vacation!
Su Qianqian felt anxious and her nose felt sore.
"Qianqian." Principal Li called her gently
Huh? Su Qianqian sniffed slightly, retracted her hand, shook off the rainwater on her hand, raised her head and wiped the corners of her eyes carefully, turned to look at Principal Li, and smiled slightly: "Grandpa, what's wrong?
?”
"Oh," Principal Li raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are playing with water again, oh no, are you playing with rain again?"
"Hehe." Su Qianqian looked back at the rain that was still dripping, then turned back and smiled sweetly at Principal Li, "Idle time is also idle."
"What?" Principal Li was stunned for a moment.
When you are idle, you are idle. When you have nothing to do, you quarrel or tell lies. When you are awake, you are still awake?
With a "Puch" sound, the Tongtong opposite laughed out loud, "I actually remembered a few lyrics."
"What lyrics?" Tong Shuai on the side suddenly said.
"Well, lyrics?" Principal Li was startled for a moment and then laughed, "Tell me and listen."
"It's okay to quarrel and tell little lies. Anyway, I have nothing to do. I'm that girl."
"Hahaha. Principal Li laughed loudly and said, "Little naughty boy, these lyrics are good. Come on, sing it in full."
"Well, let's sing it and listen to it. It feels very naughty." Tong Shuai on the side also echoed.
"Okay." Tongtong laughed, looked left and right at the two speakers in front of him, and then turned to look at Su Qianqian, "Qianqian, you should know how to do it, why don't we sing together?
?”
Su Qianqian smiled slightly and said, "No, you can sing, I can't."
Haha. She is not in the mood to sing now.
She just wanted to sit quietly in such rain, with a curtain of wind and rain behind her, and quietly miss her sister who was three hundred kilometers away.
"Okay. Then I'll sing." Tongtong laughed and looked at Su Qianqian, "If Qianqian wants to learn, I can teach you if you like it."
Want to learn? Su Qianqian raised her eyes and glanced at Tongtong opposite.
Think of her as a child who doesn't learn music.
She knew the song was "There Was a Girl"!
She can also sing. On the Children's Day when she was in third grade, she even won the first prize in the Children's Day singing competition with this song.
Of course, she is very familiar with this song.
Because the reason why she won the award was not just for singing, but for this song, she also rehearsed the dance. Hehe, her dance instructor, sorry, is her sister.
"Okay." Su Qianqian responded, smiled at Tongtong, lowered her eyes, turned to look at the rain in front of the eaves on the right.
Tongtong's singing voice came to my left ear: Hey, I am that girl...
At the same time, another singing voice came to my right ear: Counting the raindrops on the window/When it rains, it’s like you are there/Thinking about your past/It’s all the footprints of life/I hope that there will be rain and you...