In 2012, We Put on Long Gowns

When she was thirteen years old, she said to him: There was sand in her shoes. He didn't understand. She remembered it for ten years. At that time, she was a student that the teacher said was "either Qingbei or Ivy". She was among the best, walked with wind, and thought that life would only go up. Chen Yu'an, who lived across the street, was her only variable. They went to and from school together and nothing happened, but everything seemed to almost happen. Then she did go all the way up. I went to a top university and came first in the postgraduate entrance examination. I wore the academic gown and stood at the place where everyone said, "You should be here." But she didn't arrive The doors of the school and the laboratory were opening and closing, and the instructor's shadow was far and near. She was hanging in the air, falling little by little. Others laughed at her for pretending, laughed at her for being stubborn, and laughed at her for holding on to something empty-handed when she could just grab anything. But she was just afraid - afraid that if she got used to giving in, she would never be moved by anyone again. Many years later, the lights were dim at the class reunion. She sat opposite Chen Yu'an, lowered her head, and her voice trembled: \\\"There is sand in the shoe.\\\" This time, he understood. ———————————————————————————————— But by the time they understand, they are no longer thirteen years old The author is an office worker, updates irregularly/weekly, and does not sign a contract Purpose: In an era when academic qualifications are devalued, retain the uncompromising sincerity of your youth