"Tomorrow morning at 7 o'clock, everyone take all your luggage and gather at the village committee."
"As for what to do, I don't need to say more!"
"Tonight, enjoy your last night in Hushan Village."
In the evening, a grand and joyful event came to an end. The college students were kept back and the teacher in charge arranged tomorrow's itinerary.
The college students also broke away from their unbridled joy and became somewhat quiet.
When the teacher in charge finished explaining all the precautions and announced the adjournment of the meeting, everyone stood up dejectedly.
"Wait a moment!"
Huo Qianli suddenly called them and said calmly: "Tomorrow morning, the village committee will start broadcasting at six o'clock. Let's take the villagers and do another round of radio gymnastics together!"
......
After the meeting, the 150 college students dispersed in groups of three or four to visit various homes in Hushan Village.
A boy asked the person next to him for a cigarette, lit up the first puff, and the autumn wind began to blow.
The fluffy tobacco burned at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The boy sighed, "Feng'er, if you have any worries, you can also share a puff of my cigarette."
"Fuck, you're being so pretentious!" said the buddy next to him with a smile.
"I'm not being pretentious, I just really feel lost." The boy exhaled a puff of smoke, "It feels like after a carnival, but my heart feels even more empty and lonely. Now I finally understand Chaplin's poem."
"After the show, there will always be limited tenderness and infinite sadness?"
"No." The boy held up the cigarette and said sadly: "There is a tiger in my heart, and my heart smells roses. After the feast, tears flow down my face."
"That was written by a British poet! The sequel was found online, illiterate!"
......
The atmosphere at the dinner table was a little quiet.
Everyone understands that good dreams must eventually end, and college students do not belong to Hushan Village after all.
After dinner, I helped to collect the dishes and feed the pigs. Everything was done according to the habits I had developed in the past few days.
But what was different from the past was that the college students who came into the room early and planned to write their diaries were too restless to put pen to paper.
Song Yangyang closed the notebook, sighed, and looked at his companions, "I'm in a bad mood."
The companion smiled and said, "How can anyone be in a good mood?"
"Why!"
They both sighed at the same time, and then their eyes turned red.
When I first arrived, I felt that everything was so simple and crude.
But at this moment, it brought them into a sleepless night,
Everyone knows that this departure may be a farewell forever.
These people and environments that we have just become familiar with will be isolated from each other in another world.
"Big sister?"
The little girl at home came over timidly and looked at the two girls, "Are you leaving?"
Seeing the expectation of a negative answer in those clear eyes, Song Yangyang wanted to satisfy her, but he couldn't bear to lie, so he nodded and said, "Big sister wants to go back to school..."
"Wow!"
Before she could finish her words, the little girl burst into tears, lying on the edge of the bed, shouting, "I don't want you to leave!"
The two of them hurriedly carried the little girl to bed and coaxed her into stopping crying for a long time.
Song Yangyang suddenly had an idea. She looked at the little girl sitting between the two of them and sobbed from time to time, "Don't cry. How about this? Big sister will teach you a song. When you miss us two big sisters in the future, you can sing this song, okay?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Okay."
Song Yangyang looked at her and hummed softly, "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky..."
......
Before dawn, Hushan Village had already woken up.
At six o'clock, the familiar female voice sounded again from the loudspeaker, and the college students led the villagers in doing the last radio gymnastics.
When the horn fell silent, the yard was also dead silent.
The man awkwardly broke the silence, "Have breakfast! You still have to go over to gather after you eat."
"What breakfast are you having?" The woman rolled her eyes at him, then smiled and said to everyone's surprise, "You need to wash up first! Don't forget!"
"That's right, that's right, you need to wash up first! I'll fetch you some water!"
The two college students smiled at each other, with satisfaction and loneliness in their eyes.
They didn't notice that the couple who hurried to the kitchen both had red eyes.
......
After breakfast, Song Yangyang and his companions picked up their luggage and walked out of the room. The old man of the family came out carrying two exquisite bamboo coffee tables and put them in their hands without saying anything, "The things are a little bit poor, please don't despise them."
Song Yangyang smiled and said, "It's very beautiful. I will definitely keep it well. Thank you, Grandpa!"
The companion beside him thanked him and looked around, "Where's Xiaoyue?"
The old lady who came out of the kitchen sighed, "She probably knew you were leaving, and she felt sad, so she went somewhere to cry! It's nothing, don't worry about her."
The two looked at each other, nodded helplessly, and then waved to the two elders, "Grandpa, grandma, let's go..."
As soon as the word "go" came out of his mouth, Song Yangyang choked up.
Her companion patted her on the shoulder, raised her head, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, "Grandpa and grandma, we are leaving, take care of yourselves!"
After saying that, she pulled Song Yangyang and walked out quickly. She was afraid that if she looked at him any longer, she would not be able to help but cry out.
Song Yangyang turned her head as she walked, for she was afraid that if she didn't take one more look, she would never see it again.
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