I never forget that Summer

It is said that people on the age, there is the urge to talk, I can not escape ah
A dull story about friendship about feelings

High school, I attended the school known as rogue training base. Not that I deliberately discredit the school, but the school has always been bad atmosphere, fighting often seen, large-scale fighting and even bloody conflict is also commonplace. The school a few big gangs, nothing when the big guys have the wine Huanhuan, one day suddenly fell face, so the two sides of the instruments, force to solve. At that time people prepare a table legs or pick up the site of the threaded steel stick, or I do not know where the Amoy to the rusty machetes, tiling what not even mention, if you do not have a weapon, you are not I am sorry to say that this school is a student.

In such a rogue full of school, I spent more than two years, not I can levy good war, invincible, but learning good, good to outstanding, can be regarded as a body gods. To the third grade, I changed a new table, people send nickname: "iron fist", is not quite some rivers and lakes breath? Yes, iron fist tall and mighty, powerful, if the individual strength, hit the school invincible hand. Especially a pair of fists, you can easily break the board on the board, you can imagine if you hit the human body ribs, will be a kind of end. Iron fist became my table at the same time, began to help me to improve the fighting consciousness and fighting skills, such as: go out to fight faster, accurate, ruthless; and, for example, encounter group, their own one solitary, and escape hopeless , Then it is necessary to seize the thief to capture the king, pegged to the leader of the brute force; there are unauthorized tidbits, rebar, chair legs and other weapons, powerful, only the momentum can win the enemy, and will not cause a huge irreversible enemy Of the injury; do not use dagger and the like, counted as a weapon, once the restraint, easy to life, when not accidentally put himself into the. Even though he taught these skills feel quite novel, but I do not intend to master these skills and flexible use, after all, who did not fight with me ah.

Iron fist is a sports specialty students, and then we and another sports specialty students (Lee students) get along well, and I and the class is another study of special students (Liu classmates) are closely related, so we four different sex length Hang together. Teachers often earnestly warned us that the two learn good, do not and the two guys learn bad. And in our eyes, in fact, there is no difference between learning good and bad, see pleasing to the eye, is a friend. Later, our four brothers commensurate with the iron fist boss, Liu students second child, I ranked third, Lee classmate fourth. Iron fist when our brothers after a few boss, but also dedicated, in addition to patiently to us on the fighting tactical class, but also often take us out to rub a meal. Sometimes the evening study, he came back from the outside, pocket pocket a large piece of beef sauce, and then said, brother is too thin, need to make up the body. So all this happens from time to time. And I also strive to play to their strengths, want to pull them from the vast bitter sea pull, killing and killing what meaning, prodigal son back, come, I give you a good analysis of this chemical problem, most people I do not give he said. So the iron fist boss by my infection, with a divine glory, "I have to do a good job of students, I have to test the University, the head of the people, light ancestors!" Slogan call finished, patiently listening to more than 10 minutes, began to curse, "M Of the TM is the anthropology of it? Well, out of the head is not expecting you and the second child effort to refuel it!

In this way, in his fighting tactical class and my culture class and brother several eat and drink, high school life ended. College entrance examination is not a result of the time, we actually have their own understanding of the fate of the surprise will not happen often, life is always calm and no waves After a few days in the house is boring, I decided to go to the brothers who came out to play, and then came to my nearest four, similar to the old two, the second was the beginning of the disease (myocarditis seems to be) Home convalescence, we inquire about only to find his grandfather home. Heard to call him out to play, his grandparents strongly opposed to myocarditis need to recuperate, can not be tired. But the second child has been into the cage of the bird, trapped for a long time, stubborn to leave with us, and finally in the grandfather of thousands of exhort million asked, we finally put out.

The final goal is the old iron fist home, and we only know that his family in the eastern part of the county in a mountain ditch, but what difficulties will be our blood young people afraid of it? So reversing reversing in the reversing, we finally came to the mountains outside. But how to enter the ravine but has become a problem. Different from the scenic area, barren hills and wild ridge, once the trouble can be called every day should not be called to the ground is not working. Then, suddenly a Miao juvenile miracles generally appear in front of us, saying that five dollars can carry us into the mountains. But we have three people, ah, Mo's juvenile said nothing, more than a few can pull. But we have several bags of fruit, ah, there are two watermelon ah, Mo's juvenile said nothing, fruit you carrying, you hold a watermelon, my head a top. Now my memory is a bit fuzzy, I can not remember the juvenile who is carrying a watermelon carrying us into the mountains, but we really with fruit and two watermelons came to the small ravine.

Into the small ravine, like to the primitive society, in addition to occasionally see a few people wearing fairly modern clothes, the rest can not see a little modern features. Sporadic rows of houses, several families, the environment is excellent, Yishanbangshui. Houses are bluestone Lei Cheng, not a little bit of the city's common masonry concrete. We door to inquire, and finally found the old everyone. The boss is in the yard to do farm work, with muddy hands together to us expressed a very warm welcome to our arrival was very happy. Old people are very poor, three rooms, the middle of a table, cupboard, on both sides of the mouth is still a rare big black pot. Home appliances, in addition to the lights on only one old antique black and white TV. Look at the old house, think about the boss when we left the sauce of beef, heart sour.

At that time wanted to go out with the boss to play, the boss said to play where ah, since this came, and I live a few days to live, I led you to swim the water. Think is also to go elsewhere is also a tour of the water, which is free here In the evening, the boss's parents also have to return, the boss's father is an honest farmer, very stiff, so much, so now I can not remember about his more imprint; boss's mother is a village teacher, , We are extremely enthusiastic, tell us in this and at home, and give us a good big table to eat. Night, the four of us sleep in a separate room, talk about the school when the interesting, talk about the future yearning, the quiet village has a kind of comfort the magic of people, even if we are very excited, but still very soon to sleep.

After a few days, we went up the mountain to pick the fruit, the river in the fish, on the roadside, the corner to collect bizarre stones, and a bunch of 6-7 year old children play big rope lost pocket, what before learning the pressure, what the future Of the worries, all gone. At noon hot days, when we are tired, we hide in the room to play poker or nap, the mountain house has a unique advantage, although the outside into a stove, the room is still cool and incredible. Lying on the big kang on a rest for a while, listening to the window cicadas, and suddenly felt all the pursuit of fade, or kite flying brutal people, hope the heart of interest; Such a kind of environment such a state of mind it And then suddenly and envy boss, perhaps to do a mountain people is also not a pleasant life yet

For many years in the past, I still miss the summer in the cool mountain house listening to cicadas open summer noon.
That time and the young and then mentality, no longer find it back

Second child became a government official, I became a code of agriculture, the fourth became a wealthy businessmen
And the old iron fist, did not become my favorite mountain people, became a mine owner (magnesite mine? Non-Bit Coin ah), rich side.
Perhaps when we eat beef with the time, or together for a few days when the mountain, who can not think now will be such a life it