In today's season, April just arrived, but it rained again. The days away from you are like rain everywhere, turning into a stream and flowing away gradually. In this year without you, the original thoughts of you have turned into a stream with the rain and gradually flowed away. Originally I thought I would forget, but today, walking in this rotten season, I still vaguely think of you. Think of you when you are a freshman, covered in sweat and bangs; Thinking of you, walking on the road, boasting; Remember, in front of the dormitory building, look back at you shaking hands; Think of you in front of the teaching building, beating your chest; Think of you in front of the library; Remember, at the dining table, you are meticulous and caring; Remember, under the street lamp, you are sweet and quiet; Think of you who left in tears in the rain. You have always been strong, but I never understood your strength.
According to the truth, you are used to four seasons like spring, and the hot weather here in October should be unbearable. But you really like going out for a run. Every girl has an umbrella, but you say you don't need it. You like the feeling of sunshine on your body, even if it is hot. Although I am not afraid of being tanned by the sun, you are getting whiter and whiter. I don't know if there is an ozone layer around you, which can help you filter the ultraviolet rays in the sun and make me want to lean on you again. Your home is in the north, and your taste should be overall, but you are not picky about food. You like light food and seldom drink drinks. The only thing you like to drink is boiled water. You like to eat all the leaves on the plate, leaving strips of diced meat. I thought you wanted to keep fit and lose weight, but you would laugh and say that you kept them to raise fatter white pigs. I want pigs to eat pork, alas! I feel itchy all over. There are always many strange problems when walking on the road. You are buzzing in my ear like a bee, which makes me really want to knock you out with a brick and calm you down. Hey hey! I was just thinking, but once you get to the library, it will be very quiet. I think books are another way to calm you down. You will also drag me to the literature library on the second floor to find some books that I think are stupid to read. In fact, when you asked me to read them, I only read the outline of the book and learned about the development events. Sometimes, we can meet in an open class, or you can come to my class to listen. You study so hard, but you don't want to listen to the teacher. This is also what I don't understand. You said what they said was too plain and meaningless. I think it's probably because the teachers talk too much section by section! You don't like staying in the library when you are studying. You always go to the teaching building, but there is no air conditioning. It's too cold in winter and too hot in summer. You said there were too many people in the library, too many children in love, and the air was still gloomy. You are not happy to stay there, or the classroom is very relaxed. But in winter, my feet are sometimes a little cold, and in summer, my head is hot and stuffy, but you can be surprisingly calm. You like raising things very much You always like to put a lot of flowers and plants on the table and balcony of the dormitory. I asked you if you don't like keeping small animals. You said that what you feed will always die, so instead of being sad, it is better to plant plants so that they can grow up next year and bring you hope. You should be an affectionate person, because every time you go to the school auditorium to see a movie with you, you always shed affectionate tears in an emotional place, but you can't wipe off the whole package of paper towels. But you are also very strong, not afraid of heat, not afraid of cold, not afraid of staying up late reading, not afraid of walking alone in the street. Sometimes I really can't guess you, maybe the more people care, the more I can't guess!
The light rain in April is still falling, and the misty rain is still full of your departure. In the last six months before graduation, you said you would go back to your hometown in the north. You don't like the noise and noise in the south, and you miss the spring season in your hometown. I said that our major should be more developed in the south, and you said that it is not recommended to change careers after graduation. Two or three months before we left, we were very entangled. I didn't expect you to let go after all. You said it would be easier to put it down now. Since we are destined to leave each other after graduation, it is better to put it down early before that. I don't know how you remember and understand our four warm years together. Are you really a little bored and flustered? Two months before graduation, on a rainy day in April, you left our hand in hand for four years forever, walking alone and never looking back. On the day of defense, I still couldn't see you at the graduation ceremony in the school auditorium. I don't know whether I died or you have been avoiding me, but I still haven't seen you again. In the light rain in April, I left your last shadow. From behind you, looking at your back, vaguely looking at you seems to have turned around, I don't know if my eyes are wet by tears or rain. For a moment, you were walking alone in the rain. At this moment, I want to chase you, just to follow you and help you hold an umbrella. However, I have no reason to hold an umbrella for you here!
In April this year, listening to the light rain, watching the raindrops splash, I remembered the sound of rain when you left. Thinking about you for half a look back, the corner of my eye may be for our tears, but I am still full of thoughts and thoughts. The light rain in April can't erase the tears on your face or the scars in my heart!