To our youth that will pass away

It was September 10, the height of summer in the South, and the sun was scorching.

Zheng Wei, a college freshman, blushed as she and the taxi driver partially pulled her two large suitcases out of the trunk. She gently raised her head to wipe the sweat with the back of her hand, through the gap between the leaves of the direct, dazzling sunlight let her eyes a brief black, the sudden high temperature let her a little uncomfortable. She dug into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out the change her mother had given her before leaving. She handed it to the taxi driver next to her and smiled. "Thanks, Uncle."

The driver looked less than thirty years old young man was in front of the little girl's words made a big red face, in a hurry to change the money, even the change is not ashamed to accept.

Zheng Wei stands under the only tree that provides shade, fanning the wind with her hands as she surveys the place where she will fight and live for four years. Her position is a long campus avenue, on both sides of the road is not known to her subtropical trees, you can imagine how beautiful it is to walk on such a road at dusk. Now, however, the sidewalk was jammed with people and tables. From time to time, a private car would drive to a position near her and never move forward. Of course, there were more school buses picking up the new students from the station, wave after wave of young faces like her, lugging bulky luggage, and parents accompanying their children to register, all looking more anxious and solemn than the students.

Zheng Wei looked at the parents and smiled. She thought, if her mother came with her, she should also be the emperor is not worried about the eunuch. Her father and mother had promised to send her to school, but she had slapped her chest in front of them. "No, no, no, I can't even register for school when I'm a clever girl of eighteen. It's too young of you to follow. Don't forget that when I was eight years old, I was already known to ride three hours alone to my grandma's house. Don't worry, don't worry!"

They are not so relieved, but after all, the work is also busy, Zheng Wei again and again assured, stressed, plus his high school classmates three are also admitted to the city, just can travel together, each other have a look after. So, after his parents' repeated instructions and earnest anti-trafficking education, Zheng Wei happily boarded the train to southern China with several classmates, laughing and laughing all the way, and did not feel lonely.

After arriving at the train station, several fellow students were picked up by their school buses. Zheng Wei waved goodbye to the classmates, waiting alone in the train station for more than ten minutes, also did not see the G school bus, she is a impatient, anxious under simply stopped a taxi, set foot on the land of G university alone.

Had not had time to look around the environment, there were four or five boys came up, the face hung with the special enthusiasm of old age and pretend to be a smile. One of them asked, "Are you a freshman? Which department is it?"

"Me? Civil engineering." Zheng Wei answered truthfully. Lin Jing had told her many times, the first to a strange place, a little good is always right. Lin Jing sounds like a nice girl. In fact, Lin Jing is not Zheng Wei's classmate or sister, but the most important person in Zheng Wei's 17-year life -- the man she is determined to marry when she grows up. Lin Jing's father, one of the first generation of college students to resume the college entrance examination after the Cultural Revolution, gave his son a single name, "Jing," which is said to be derived from the Book of Songs, "It is appropriate to drink alcohol and grow old together. The harp in the royal, Mo not static good "meaning. Lin Jing is five years older than Zheng Wei, and they live in the same compound. Since they are both dual-income families and their parents are busy with work, Zheng Wei can be said to have grown up around Lin Jing. In her memory, from the time of kindergarten, to pick her home are just from the unit children of primary school after school Lin Jing brother. Zheng Wei often goes in one ear and out the other when her parents say things, but she always listens to Lin Jing.

"Civil engineering?" Listening to Zheng Wei's answer, a boy with acne on his face brightened his eyes, "That is our sister, we are specially responsible for the reception of freshmen, you come with us, we will take you to do the enrollment procedures." Say that finish a few people involuntarily said to take over Zheng Wei's luggage.

Zheng Wei's impression of boys is still in high school, those boys in the class like to call girls nicknames, often arguing with girls for a question, dragging and refusing to take the initiative to clean the blackboard, not only like to talk about the female classmates behind the back, but also disdain the company of girls, all without any demeanor. For a moment, therefore, she felt a little unaccustomed to the sudden attentions of the college boys.