Smilence

------------------ The happiness imprisoned in high school I can only smile but remain silent. ------------------ That year catkins began to fall in the school, falling like snow in early spring. Walking in the long corridor, the wind blew the water on my face so softly that it almost melted. A handsome boy sat in the corner of the classroom, his face half blocked by stacked books, his eyes searching for something on the table. Fingers gently brushed the words on the table "Love Ling and Lin again at the end of summer" The youthful confession is printed on the desk, and youth has polished it smooth. Are they still together? Put your face on the table, Tan Jiexi thought. The flowing light easily throws people away, turning cherries red and bananas green. Stacks of books were piled up by Lao Gao. After only half a year of study, the textbooks have been worn rough, and there are also a few new books mixed in. Everything looks lazy. It was almost dusk, and the setting sun shone in fragments among the treetops.