I know we are like passengers on the same bus. After a short meeting, we will go our separate ways. Even so, we will cherish those scattered memories and those spring days. I used to cry or laugh mercilessly together, I used to watch the transformation of colorful clouds and the flow of starlight together.

Young and reckless, we are like hedgehogs. We are gentle and lovely in appearance, but in fact we are covered with thorns. Among the four people, I am a girl as fragile as duckweed, and Dan is the little lamp that warms my body.

Dan is not beautiful, but she smiles as cute as a tinkling cat. She hugged me and gave me warmth.

I was greatly stimulated and hurt that day, because I saw the cruelty of people and the selfishness and indifference of reality. I am very entangled in my heart and I have suffered particularly hard. I will never allow myself to cry in front of those who can't enter my world at all. I flew to the small corner of the seventh floor and tried to escape into the darkness. Then I crouched in the corner, finally holding myself helplessly, crying silently, exhausting all my strength, as if I were venting. Dan found me, gently stroked the hair on my forehead and said with tolerance, "cry, cry." You don't have to protect yourself like a hedgehog in front of me. "Then she handed me a can of frozen coke and sat beside me silently.

After all, tears will dry. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes. She came to my bedside, uncovered the quilt, and gently lay beside me, warming my body as cold as death, humming the song named "City of the Sky", which made me feel at ease.

I didn't cry or feel sad the day she transferred to Canada. Later, she left a letter for the remaining three of us, and she asked me to take good care of myself alone. I cried, and the overwhelming loss and emptiness disintegrated all my pretending strength and calmness.

When she left, she found that she was not used to it and was often confused. One morning, the sky was gloomy and cold gray. I once reached for a tooth cup, only to find one at hand. I was shocked. And the remaining three cups stand alone on the table, bowing their heads alone.

Many times, time can't stop passing because of one thing. Many times, I can't stop living because of a person's departure.

I often think of the cold coke cans in our hands that day in my spare time. I think of Dan's slightly sad side face and silence that day. Only my sad voice left a faint breath in the breeze. I remember the night sky was beautiful. I am fascinated by the blurred lights in the distance, and there seems to be a mist floating in front of me, so that I can't see the splendor of those luxurious dreams.

Dan's smile, my tears, the pale lights on the playground that day, the wet lawn, the planes whizzing by in the night sky, the sound of coke cans colliding, the bubbles and acidity in the mouth, the misty lights in the sky, the humidity and warmth in Xia Feng, the two girls sleeping in each other's arms, and the hot temperature coming from her palm.

After Dan left, everyone in the dormitory cared more about me. Even if they can't be like Dan, I'm still extremely happy. Because they are afraid that they will always think of Dan inadvertently and feel sad, they will always deliberately play pranks or jokes to distract my attention and then laugh with them. Miraculously, like magic, those joys and sorrows have long been swallowed up by the happy emotions that arise spontaneously.

Dormitory is my harbor, so that I can safely store my thoughts. Dan and they both warmed my light, wrapped me carefully and comforted my fragile mind and tired body.

I often stand in the corridor of my dormitory, wondering whether we will remember those days, those simple and colorful days when we come back here five years later. Do you still remember everyone sitting on the ground like refugees, gnawing chicken feet with a runny nose and tears? Will you miss each other, take instant noodles from each other's bowls, and then fight for the toilet like a train ticket? Can you smile? The three of them got together to watch the popular idol drama. Two of them quarreled endlessly because of their different favorite stars. The other covered her mouth, blushed and even burst into tears, as well as her sad eyes and lovely appearance, all three of us were kept awake by the noise.

When we get together again after graduation, can we relive those * * * degrees in the dormitory?