When I was at school

When I was in junior high , I had to run five or six miles to the only high school in town . At that time , the school conditions were poor and the dormitory was not enough . The few beds allocated to my class were reserved for students that were farther away . I had to ride a bicycle to and from school every day . At that time , there were night self-study , and it was already dark when school was over . After night self-study , every time is with a few good relationships between the companion home , so all the way will not feel boring , but not afraid . That night self-study , the monitor to the teacher there to tell me self-study class trouble , after school I was called to the office a good education . Later , when I came out from the head teacher , the former classmates that often go home to each other had already disappeared . Left school by bike , just rode a mile road , bike unexpectedly broke the chain , had to push to go home . When I passed liuzhuang , the village was dark , and there were no street lamps , but occasionally one or two were still on . After Liuzhuang , it is not far from our village , probably less than a kilometer away . Liuzhuang was a crossroad , and on the other side of the road was a field of wheat that stretched as far as the eye could see . To the northeast of the field there was a large empty space , where was a graveyard . There were no pedestrians on the road , and the half moon in the sky had been blocked by a cloud , which plunged into darkness all around . I was alone on the road back to the village , pushing my bike . In order to emboldened myself , I sang two songs : brother you go west , little sister I really difficult to stay . Ha ha ! Don't laugh at me . Back then it was on every street and every home to a tape recorder . Sing two sentences even their own smile , alas ! I don't have a good voice . I can't sing like that . Well , we were good at whistling , . So I started whistling again . As he walked , a figure appeared ahead of him . Finally , I thought , I pushed my bike and ran after the figure in front of me . Apart from not far , see also slowly become clear . Dressed in white , with long plaits hanging down her waist , she must be a young woman . Here is not far from his village , and I should be in the same village ! "Hey , that guy in front ! Wait for me ! " . I shouted as I ran pushing my bike . The front did not answer , the man seemed not to hear the same , the head did not return to continue to walk . Oh By the way , he is a girl's family , I am a young man , and it is late at night , I am afraid they feel inconvenient ! I kept silent and followed her . Approaching the corner of the village , the white shadow in front of me disappeared in a blink of an eye ! Beside the road was a deserted graveyard . When I passed there , a strange sight appeared in front of me , high walls , magnificent steps , what a rich man's big house ! " I've only seen this kind of big house on TV , but this is what age , how can there be a landlord ? " . I wondered . When I got to the gate , I could hear the courtyard bustling with people , men and women , old and young . It was as if the house was having a happy event . " Whose house is this ? So hot ! Go in and see ." . I dropped my bike in bewilderment and pedaled up the steps . Just as he reached the door and was about to lift his legs out into the yard , a cold air came through the door , mixed with a strange smell I could not tell . I couldn't help but hit a shiver , at the same time found that the door of the house is black . I suddenly woke up and recalled the ghost stories my grandfather had told me . Generally , only the door of the dark house was painted black . Thinking of this , I quickly backed back , and at this time , I had just thrown their own bicycle trip . When I got up to help my bike , the big house in the corner of my eyes was gone . I looked carefully and saw a large graveyard in front of me . When did you go down to the graveyard ? I pushed my bike back onto the road . But I wonder , after all that time , it's . Why is this still liuzhuang crossroads ah . Finally safe back home , grandpa is sitting in the room smoking , waiting for me to lock the door after coming home . I gave grandpa a detailed account of what I had just seen . Grandpa filled a pot of smoke , lit it , took two strong puffs , and said : " My God ! It's a good thing you didn't go in . There used to be a landowner's family buried there . It's said to be a good place for feng shui . " . It hasn't happened to .