青春，那純真和美好

　　青春，那純真和美好

　　文/唐良華（重慶）

　　青春的回憶，如天邊云彩，易漂易逝，時而近在尺咫，，時而措手不及，那些深深的感懷，總是推陳岀新，溫暖一生。

　　——題記

　　好漫長的17年，一個呱呱落地的嬰兒，男生就玉樹臨風(fēng)，女孩就阿娜多姿了。17年，說短，只不過彈指揮間。

　　離開校園多年，昔日同窗有各自的生活軌跡，不勉天各一方，小蓉終于和我取得了聯(lián)系，她在電話里說，我四處打聽，皇天不負(fù)有心人，分別17年了，好多話想說，我們見面慢慢聊…

　　我們相約在昔日學(xué)校對面的小酒樓，為的是懷念昔日美好的校園回憶，那熟悉的校園，一草一木已不是當(dāng)年光景，如今樹蔭濃濃，教學(xué)樓墻壁上書的: 十年樹木，百年樹人，還赫然在目。 漫步在校園，百感交集，微風(fēng)過處，那花草頻頻地向我們點頭示意。小蓉突然間說到，在這里留下了我們學(xué)習(xí)的點點滴滴，留下了那時心中青澀，朦朦朧朧的夢，在這里，讓我們一直心懷美好。

　　我和小蓉是小學(xué)同學(xué)，五年級時，小蓉插班分到和我的班級。光陰一去不復(fù)返，17年，都在改變我們，可腦海里一直回蕩那時對小蓉的印象。圓圓的臉蛋，白白凈凈，斯斯文文，邊走邊回想那時少年年華，不知不覺到了小酒摟。

　　你沒變，現(xiàn)已出落成一個陽光帥氣的大男人，干凈，儒雅，那卷書生氣息更濃了。

　　你也沒變，還是當(dāng)年那清純樣樣，只不過現(xiàn)已出水芙蓉了…。一抹紅暈襲擊她的臉，此刻她面若桃花，燦爛的笑容遮不住幾分羞澀。

　　童趣，童真留下美好無限的溫馨，我們有著共同熟知的童年，對彼此的印象都停留在小時候的校園里，不能忘懷，沒有記在日記里，卻深深烙印在心里，倍加珍藏，小心翼翼去整理。

　　還是從你出現(xiàn)在教室走廊的記憶片段說開去吧，那時你出現(xiàn)在走廊外，背著書包，提一包包生活用品，兩眼怯生生地向教室里張望，就知道你一定是外來插班生。你的身影引起全班同學(xué)的波動和注目，我也偷偷打量你，瞬間，被你清清純純的模樣吸引，仿若一小仙女下凡，在心里，期盼，謝天謝地，分進(jìn)我們班里吧。

　　不光是我的意思，那該死的班長還派學(xué)習(xí)委員的晏玲故意出教室試探你。

　　嗯，的確有過一位女同學(xué)微笑地和我打招呼，原來內(nèi)中有這些含意，當(dāng)時蒙在鼓里。那時我孤獨地站在教室通里等待學(xué)校老師的分班結(jié)果，在這種環(huán)境下，又沉浸在失去往日學(xué)校熟悉的同學(xué)伙伴的氣氛之中。

　　那叫晏玲的學(xué)習(xí)委員，一雙會說話、烏黑閃亮的大眼睛，有禮貌地把我書包接下，笑咪咪地說，放下書包行李，希望你插到我們班來，我們歡迎新同學(xué)到來。我一邊打量，一邊暗暗自揣，這個班熱情可嘉，而自大有余。插到那個班，是老師說了算的，我客氣地說謝謝，仍站在那里等結(jié)果。

　　其實那時兩個班主任老師看了你轉(zhuǎn)學(xué)證明和學(xué)習(xí)報告情況，知道你成績優(yōu)秀，特別是作文突出，還得過市里的小學(xué)作文比賽一等獎。這樣的優(yōu)質(zhì)生人見人愛，人見人爭，兩位班主任爭執(zhí)不下，最后教導(dǎo)主任作中，用抓勾的形式，終于天遂人愿，我們成了同班同學(xué)。

　　一雙清澈的大眼，仔細(xì)觀察帶有淡淡的憂郁，腦后梳一個高高的馬尾辮，不見劉海，露出光潔潔的額頭，黑坳坳的頭發(fā)，在高溫酷暑的天氣下，感到一絲涼爽，當(dāng)時無法用準(zhǔn)確的詞匯來描繪，現(xiàn)在當(dāng)然輕松地用一汪清水就恰如其分。但在那個時光里，隱約有一種擔(dān)憂，不知是不是少年早熟，喚作情懷初開吧，擔(dān)心這一汪清水，不知什么時侯流走，有時候甚至胡思亂想，比喻成一縷輕煙，風(fēng)過處就消失不見……

　　你來到班里，仿佛帶來了一股新鮮空氣，身邊總有很有男生圍饒，借故請教寫作文的奧密，時常見那些男生或明或暗地送你賀卡，目的是討好和展示存在感。我冷眼旁觀，見你氣定神閑，波浪不驚，一一化解。

　　是的，我只想認(rèn)真讀書，考好成績，做爸媽的好孩子，做老師的好學(xué)生，當(dāng)班上的好同學(xué)。男女有別，當(dāng)然也明了男生女生接觸也是正常的，但掌握不好尺度，也會引火燒生，何須引來議論紛紛呢。

　　我越和你保持距離，越是吸引，偶爾四目相對，瞬間又極不情愿轉(zhuǎn)移，越是這樣，越是好奇，就像一部天書，要打開，要一睹為快…。

　　漸漸地，你冷落了其它男生，有意無意，目光互相游離，終于在一個星期六的下午，我鼓起勇氣，叫你和我一起幫我去新華書店買作文參考書籍，你欣然應(yīng)允，我們一邊走路，一邊說了一些不作邊際的話語。我滿以為做得高明，這神不知/，鬼不覺的第一次約會，卻被班長等人早以知曉。難怪后來班上其它男同學(xué)用一種不服而無奈目光看我，沒過多久，惡作劇就來了。不知是誰的杰作，教室里出現(xiàn)了用圖畫本紙上，畫了一個女生，一個男生牽著手，雖沒寫上全名，一個榮字是蓉的同音，一個發(fā)也是華的字音，也用一個半圓狐線連接起來。同學(xué)之間互相傳看，我心煩意亂，有些沉不住氣，只見你大大方方，從男生手里搶過畫面，三下兩下撕爛，臉不紅，大義凜然，有種就公開站出來，這種行為下三濫，是無知者呻吟，弱者的衰鳴。

　　全班教室被你氣場震攝，那些剛才不可一勢的囂張，像斗敗的公雞，此時教室好靜，我看著你像花木蘭充軍，掌得勝鼓班師回朝一樣的八面威風(fēng)。我自愧不如的情緒油然而生，一股想保護(hù)你的豪情，激蕩往復(fù)……

　　人和名字是那個同學(xué)所畫所寫，不得而知，但還是很感謝這出鬧劇，讓我們有這樣豐富的記憶，而今想起，留下的不是傷害，而是難能可貴的美好……

　　我深知，分別17年了，還處心積濾地打聽一個的下落，分明在年少時分留下了難以磨滅的印記。只可惜人世之間，天意弄人，偏偏我們考上各自的初中、高中……

　　一棵樹，只開花，不結(jié)果，還好，有綠葉的芬芳�！拔以�經(jīng)寫給你一封信，不知你在高二時收到過沒有? ”

　　“收到了，一直保存著，就當(dāng)它是塵封的故事吧。”

　　蓉又故意問我：“你還能記起你寫給我內(nèi)容嗎?”事隔多年，我仍怦然心猿，強作鎮(zhèn)靜。

　　“就算不記得了，你也權(quán)當(dāng)從未開啟信封吧！”

　　酒樓的菜好香，我們相視一笑……

　　沒有開始的愛戀，才有多年以后保持的這份純真和美好。我們不知幾時話別，何時離開酒樓，仿若隔夢一般，把這份校園記憶，重新拾起，永遠(yuǎn)珍藏。

　　Youth, innocence and beauty

　　Wen / Tang Lianghua (Chongqing)

　　The memories of youth, such as clouds on the horizon, are easy to drift away, sometimes close at hand, sometimes unprepared, and those deep feelings are always refreshing and warm life.

　　——An inscription

　　A long 17 years, a quack-quack baby, boys on the Yushu wind, girls on Ana colorful. In the past 17 years, it was only a short shot.

　　After leaving campus for many years, my former classmates had their own life trajectories, and reluctantly separated from each other, Xiaorong finally got in touch with me. She said on the phone that I inquired everywhere and that Emperor had no responsibility for others. They had been 17 years respectively. There was a lot to say. We met and talked slowly.

　　We meet in the small restaurant opposite the old school in order to miss the beautiful campus memories. The familiar campus is no longer the scene of that year, but now the shade is dense. The walls of the teaching building are full of books: ten years of trees, a hundred years of tree people, still in sight. Walking in the campus, feeling mixed, breeze passing, the flowers repeatedly nodded to us. Suddenly, Xiaorong said, here we left little drops of learning, leaving behind the heart of the then green, hazy dreams, here, let us always cherish a better heart.

　　Xiao Rong and I were classmates in primary school. When grade five, Xiao Rong joined class to my class. Time is gone forever, 17 years are changing us, but my mind has been echoing the impression of Xiaorong at that time. Round face, white and clean, Sven, walking and recalling the youth, unconscious of the small wine hug.

　　“You haven't changed. Now you're a handsome man, clean and elegant. That book is more lively.”

　　“You have not changed. It was pure that year, but now it is out of water.”

　　A red blush assaults her face. Now she looks like peach blossoms. Her bright smile can not hide her shyness.

　　Children's interest and childlike innocence leave a beautiful infinite warmth. We have a common childhood. The impression of each other stays on the campus when we were young. We can't forget it. We don't keep it in our diary, but it is deeply impressed in our hearts. We treasure it twice and arrange it carefully.

　　Let's start with the memory clips of your appearance in the classroom corridor, when you appeared outside the corridor, carrying your schoolbag, carrying a bag of daily necessities, and looking timidly into the classroom, you know you must be an outside shift cutter. Your figure caused the fluctuation and attention of the whole class, I also secretly looked at you, instantly, attracted by your pure appearance, like a little fairy to go down to earth, in mind, hope, thank God, into our class.

　　Not only what I meant, but the damn squad leader sent Yan Ling, a study member, to try out the classroom.

　　Well, there was a female classmate who greeted me with a smile. It had these meanings in it, but they were in the dark at that time. At that time, I stood alone in the classroom waiting for the results of the division of the school teachers, in this environment, and immersed in the atmosphere of losing the familiar classmates and partners of the past school

　　That is Yan Ling's Study Committee member, a pair of talkative, dark and shining eyes, politely took my bag down, smiled and said, put down the baggage, hope you plug in our class, we welcome new students to come. As I looked at it, I secretly conceited that the class was enthusiastic and arrogant. The teacher has the final say in the class, and I say thank you politely, still standing there and waiting for the result.

　　In fact, at that time, two teachers in charge of the class saw your transfer certificate and study report. They knew that you had excellent grades, especially outstanding compositions. They also won the first prize in the city's elementary school composition contest. Such a high-quality students love each other and argue with each other. The two head teachers argue with each other. Finally, they teach the teacher how to make a grab in his work. At last, we become classmates.

　　A pair of clear eyes, carefully observe with a light melancholy, comb a high ponytail braid behind the brain, no Liu Hai, reveal a bright and clean forehead, black depression hair, in the hot and hot weather, feel a trace of cool, then can not be described with accurate words, now of course, it is easy to use a pool of water just like. It is divided. But in that time, there is a vague worry, I do not know if it is juvenile precocity, call the mood to start, worry about this Wang Qingshui, I do not know when to flow away, sometimes even fantasy, analogy to a ray of light smoke, the wind disappears everywhere...

　　When you come to class, it seems as if you have brought a fresh air. There are always boys around you, so you can ask for the secret of writing. Sometimes, boys send you greeting cards either explicitly or secretly, in order to please and show your sense of existence. I look at you coldly, and see you calm down.

　　Yes, I just want to study hard, get good grades, be a good child for parents, a good student for teachers, and be a good classmate. Men and women are different, of course, it is also clear that boys and girls contact is normal, but if you do not master the scale well, you will ignite a fire. Why do you need to attract a lot of discussion?

　　The more I keep away from you, the more attractive I am, the more I am attracted to you, the more I look at you occasionally, and the more I am reluctant to move in a moment. The more I am curious, like a Book of heaven, to open it, to see it quickly.

　　Gradually, you neglected other boys, intentionally or unintentionally, and their eyes drifted away from each other. Finally, on a Saturday afternoon, I summoned up the courage to ask you and me to help me go to Xinhua Bookstore to buy composition reference books. You readily agreed, as we walked, we said some nonmarginal words. I thought I was brilliant. This first date was unknown to the class leader and others. No wonder the other boys in the class looked at me with a kind of disobedience and helplessness. Before long, the prank came. I don't know whose masterpiece it was. In the classroom, there appeared a picture book with a girl and a boy holding hands. Although the full name was not written, a Rong character was the homonym of Rong and a pronunciation of Hua. It is also linked by a semicircular fox line. Between the students, I am upset, some calm, see you generous, grabbed the picture from the boy's hands, tear it apart three times, blush, righteousness, there is a kind of public stand out, this kind of behavior under three indiscriminate, is the moan of the ignorant, the voice of the weak.

　　The whole class was shocked by your momentum, those just overbearing, like a defeated cock, at this time the classroom is quiet, I watched you like Mulan, applauding the victory of the class teacher back to face the same eight-sided prestige. I feel ashamed of myself, and I want to protect you.

　　People and names are painted by that classmate, unknown, but thanks to this farce, let us have such a rich memory, and now think of it, leaving behind is not hurt, but precious beauty...

　　I know very well that after 17 years of separation, I have been trying to find out the whereabouts of one, leaving an indelible mark in my youth. It's a pity that between heaven and earth, we are admitted to our junior high schools and high schools.

　　A tree only blossoms and bears no fruit. Fortunately, there is the fragrance of green leaves.

　　I once wrote you a letter. Did you know you received it in senior two?

　　Yes, it has been kept. It is a dust laden story.

　　Rong asked me intentionally, can you still remember what you wrote to me? After many years, I still feel like an ape, forced to calm down, even if you don't remember, you should never open the envelope. The food in the restaurant is delicious, and we look at each other and smile.

　　There is no beginning of love, only after many years to maintain this innocence and beauty. We do not know when to say goodbye, when to leave the restaurant, like a dream-like gathering, this campus memory, pick up, always treasure

　　Editor in chief: Zhang Tonghui

　　總編：張同輝

　　作者簡介

　　唐良華，重慶市梁平區(qū)明達(dá)鎮(zhèn)人，作品在《中華辭賦，《四川文學(xué)》，《重慶晚報》《東江時報》以及作家前線公眾號發(fā)表。作家前線平臺簽約作家。

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