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first met Ye Ye Xiaosheng sunny day is in recess, he walked from the gallery rooms, casual glance, a glimpse of sunny leaves sitting under the window. A familiar feeling as if water flow through the heart, the inexplicable. When he was ready to look back when the school bell rings. Zhou Hai took him straight to a classroom. Back view of a touch can not match, over the long corridor and disappeared at the end.
We felt that he knew she was called \No wonder not seen her before, Ye Xiaosheng muttered. Have not seen before, but why did it feel so familiar? He felt strange.
night, silent, light yellow. Ye Xiaosheng drawer and took out the diary. I do not know when to begin, he liked to hide them into the lines, code in the diary. And became the habit to do daily, like a habit, like eating and sleeping, once down, they will feel the difficulties of life. The end of the day time, open a new paper, filled with a word for word, as if the time of the day along the tip of the brush to hide in a diary secretly gone.
this day, he wrote a brief encounter. The sun shines in the corridor, the wind blew the window, he gently passed from the side, and she sat there quietly in the day ... ...
almost all the time and every time he forgotten, but he only remembers met a few seconds. So the few seconds instead of the day, take a page of paper. Sometimes, one day, really only a few seconds of the time people never forget.
Some people never met, but can be brought back memories of sleeping after a glimpse of the thoughts. Some things never done, but in the beginning after out of control. Since I met
sunny leaves, the Ye Xiaosheng every day through the window. Passing through that window, he would deliberately slow down, eyes will naturally projected onto her. At that time, the familiar feeling again, like gurgling like water to flow to his heart.
since he wrote the first diary on sunny days after the leaves, like leaves sprout like, every day of her diary is full of densely packed diary. Today, the clothes she wears, she looks today, and today her smile and that she effaceurs nose after the left hand touch of white, pebble trail today, a princess ... ...
through a stranger, got the feeling people had known a long time love of students, is a very wonderful feeling.
about her diary that day, the stranger it seems, is absurd; but in the long-standing acquaintance of sleep appears to trance, but it is very reasonable, and even happiness.
if not met in the library, he is not a day went past that window only, without sound, not to be attention? If it is not that the novel \
quiet library, rows of seats filled, he sat with her neighbors, both to see each other that is one of this novel, coincidentally look up each other, eyes transfer time, followed by two smiling bloom. Then there was the first conversation, the first conversation the two hands on it titled \
\, good feeling. \The more talk about the more wild.
people waiting to see in the next, they panic and flee. Under the banyan tree can not help but go out laughing. Days of blue blue, grass green green, screened by leaves mottled sunlight reflected in the faces of two people. Under the mottled light and shadow, is the two bright smile, was a pleasant chat.
\her face and her name, is a sunny, sunny.
Chunchun in the context of the evening, he carefully stepped bike, back seat sat her gently shaking feet. Sun soaked two figure. Back home every week with the stepping cycle sea, afar off, and a look giggle.
eyes, pear vortex, \

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Ye Xiaosheng through the window every day still leaves sunny day to see him, will be looked up to vote with a smile. Smile through the window, like in the picture set in the frame and hang on through the corridor in the future.
Sometimes he quietly approached the window, hand over her eyes, she knew him, smile and do not move. Save shot in the eyes of others,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he scaled back blushing fled, leaving her in the window laughing.
began to rain, he was progressive from the window to an umbrella in a hurry to leave. On the way home, she saw him quietly in the rain under the eaves, then can not help but went under the rain curtain, like the rain to go home, she hurried out to open the umbrella with one hand, laughed at him a fool.
Ye Xiaosheng still read the daily diary of all sunny days on the leaves.
he thought, when met in the library.
\', good feeling. \His diary was written in a page of her youth.
his familiar feeling for her more and more intense, really like to know a few hundred years, he did not know why. This feels good, he wanted to go on forever, it is so, so very calm happily continue.

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he thought he could keep her diary with the thought that two people can always run to the library, thinking that she could have been sitting on his way from school to school bike back seat, thinking that the two individuals may have been lying together under the banyan tree, said the wind blowing, they thought that part of the corridor that window will always be the same ... ...
However, many things are changing, not always.
She said she wanted to buy the \bought.
\Exploration of his head and said she: \Under the banyan tree, so she handed him a gift. \
fragments of the sun wiping her face, he saw, he looked up at the sky, is a sunny day, but my heart how I feel gloomy?
got home, he opened a gift, in fact, can not split that is the \
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he put the book gently on the pillow, and fell down asleep, slept soundly, but not fragrant.
this night, he did not write diaries, the habit for several years suddenly cut off in a point today. Is this time will not go away, is not this all be the same, is not this time things will be forgotten? Is not it?
Ye Xiaosheng passing that window when no one looked up to him smiling through this corridor, as if passing through an empty wasteland. Leaves sunny, like a brief dream of his, but it is good. The bell rings, ready to pull back to the Zhou Hai him, he suddenly ran to the front, side saying: \\

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day later, Ye Xiaosheng corridor through the piece. He has not looked the window again, knowing that there are no expectations for themselves, how will come back to where the search go? After that window, when suddenly the leans out to a girl, and near at him. Mischievous face, said: \
he replied: \Students during recess, class ring is always a break after another unfinished story. He was running up, waving hands.
Later Ye Xiaosheng know that position under the window has changed owners, and into the forest cream. Only the location of some invisible substitutions can to fill it?
Ye Xiaosheng still keep a diary every day, a sad note, it gradually recovered; a happy note, let it spread in the future; or a note of the flat light day, tomorrow's their turn to watch. In the days go very far away, has been given in the diary grid, turned over the diary will be able to clearly recall the day of the year. Are the days pass by, turn into the diary in his writings. Running account, and some flow away, and some people are streaming back.
He again mentioned in the diary that window, because the forest cream.
in that window, there have been two encounters, one is met, another is met.
every time more times to bring back a plan to \
Lin cream always when he passed the window, leaned out, the smile pulled him. Or in his passing, secretly tapping his head from behind. Then 趴在窗台上, pestering him until the bell sounded.
she knew he liked going to the library, and she often went to the library to encounter him. She knew he liked the school a huge old banyan tree under the shade, so she always be there for him. She knew the back seat of his bike there, but no one occupied the back seat, so she's on the way home from school in each, sitting quietly jumped into the back seat of car, arms around his waist, walked stumbled car.
she had walked into his diary, although not as sunny as leaves, from the first page is a familiar feeling, but also the records page by page, slowly familiar. On her person, from the beginning of \
about every weekend she would meet him on the road enough with his arm, and then passing through the eyes of many, many, meet people who know, she'll be happy to head nestled on his shoulder. In the morning when he passed the window and give him the bread and milk, he knows that he does not eat breakfast ... ...

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piece of the corridor he began his love,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], obsession that window was. As if the window was filled with spring. Have attached to him casually. She was always there in the window to his beautiful smile, warm and have people want to tears. However, he always rings the bell every time, ran back to the classroom on the road in the sense of a piece of my heart missing something, let him feel empty hole.
later time, he suddenly saw in the corridor leaves sunny familiar face, and ran over the time, Lin cream and leans out, looking at him strangely hurried look. He blurted out: \and leaves the impression sunny emerge bit by bit.
leaves his sunny smile in front, his eyes covered leaves sunny, rainy days, sunny days, when he handed umbrella leaves, he leaves sunny pat on the head ... ...
is, then, Lin cream began to pay attention Yexiao Sheng, male's face is shown on the window actually full of childish. She began on the window had a notion, thinking during the break time, a boy will go through the corridor, in the window to stop.
she thought: if one day, she can sit on the window below,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in each recess time, and meet his short, happy playing, that, nice ah!
now been achieved, she sat before the leaves sunny position, but she still did not sit on sunny days that leaves an invisible position. The sake of her crying.

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Ye Xiaosheng finally understand why his heart empty, and very simple reason, because it leaves sunny. He always thinks he will soon be able to forget her, just like the disconnected about her diary,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], as in the last blank page, then no any word about her. But he was wrong, and that familiar feeling of always again and again into his heart.
page blank paper that was many pages covered with writing covered, he gently opened the blank page, fill with today's mood that day blank diary. Compensation is always to pay double or even more times the price, as now, to fill gaps in the text that day will make up more of the cost. A few drops of liquid crashed in the diary.

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next day,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], he was sick, fever more than. Drowsy in bed. Zhou and Lin Hai
cream to visit him, he was still a dream, drowsily raving.
Lin cream sitting on his desk, saw the opening of the diary, there are traces of the liquid dry after dipping, the diary becomes more directly on language, reading: \a few drops of liquid shall be broken in the diary above, that page was blank paper, actually came to be used to draw in the language. She wiped tears, turned around to see lying on the bed pillow \Zhou Hai, said: \let him hold. With Zhou Hai, said: \
Ye Xiaosheng woke up late at night. Pick up the chest holding the book, a piece of paper slipped in the dim light, he saw written on the paper: \
wind came through the window brush, turned over the diary on the table, turn to the title page when the wind stopped, the moon shining through the window on the title page the words: youth diary.
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