<< Weekend Dance >>
In the late summer of four years ago, I came to the university campus for the soul dream from an occasional town.
Soon after school, it is Mid-Autumn Festival. The senior classmate held a dance in the open-air balcony. The lantern is hung on the maple tree high through the balcony, in the Mid-Autumn Festival in the moonlight, showing a warmth. The music rang, is the one-popular Hong Kong and Taiwan songs about love, it is a realm of being able to make it easy.
The men and women have a soothing "three steps". I am quietly standing in the corner, the song ironing over and ironing the heart of the heart, a bit of the feeling of this day. "Tonight is a month, and the moon is often a thousand miles." I first feel so sad, but the fine comfort and joy are inexplicably, after all, this is my never have never had a novel and beautiful.
Later, I found that every weekend night, there are dances here, and I will have an uneasiness and expectation, I live with the senior girls, after they know, they invited me. Participate together. Since then, I have participated in many such a dance, I will remember the situation of TII. At that age, I am really cutting the age, I really feel the fans. Tenderness and difficult to do.
The cold winter night, the dance will be held at the school club, and the venue is not small, but it is often the water. Only the middle of the dance pool is left. It is only enough to walk in it, like a performance, I really love pole There is such a atmosphere, some strangers and warmth, quietly growing in the cold winter, slowly driveing the loneliness and sadness of the heart.
There is a year of welcome balls, is held on the school's forest, long lanterns and ribbons to brush all the streamers decorated, and don't know where the speakers don't stop broadcasting a happy song, From the library, we will jump in the bag, and we will jump in the hand, and you will travel like a joyful fish in the sea. It's time to jump to the dormitory. My partner is still shouting: "Use youth The gold wire and happiness, weaving you ... ", such as crazy happiness, there have been no longer appeared in the days later.
In the third year of school, I have rarely participate in the ball, the mood is fragrant, and the dance step is even more embarrassing. And in the night of a moon, I can't help but reunite friends, I will participate in their bidding ball.
The dance field is arranged in the boy dormitory, just walked to the layer, a different feeling of the heart. There is no electric light in a hundred meters long walkway, and countless jumping candle flames are far near the way, and the rooms on the ground are decorated, and people go out. I have a lot of contractions that have been forgotten, as if they walk in the water grass in Detead.
I could not help but jump from a room to another, people who are familiar with themselves. Inadvertently, I read them with each other -
On the title page of my message, they wrote: "Don't worry, slowly, slowly grow ...", I don't know, my tears fall.
