Transformation, I am the most beautiful!

Twenty-one years old, senior, with a slightly quiet personality, Lin Qingya prefers to stay quietly in the library alone than singing and partying with friends.

Love reading Wenger and Dazai! Zhi, from their gentle pen and ink, Lin Qingya felt as if she could smell the beauty of the whole world.

From a very young age, he loved to read.

Prose, poetry, bizarre stories, literary works, Lin Qingya are all involved.

I have encountered a lot of beautiful or tragic stories in the book, and I have learned a lot of knowledge and truths that my mentor has never taught.

Reading is the thing that has the greatest impact on me, and it is the first place in Lin Qingya's heart, irreplaceable and unshakable.

And the second place in my heart should be the scene of the death of my grandmother who loved me when I was ten years old.

I remember that it was a spring with a long drizzle, looking at the grandmother who was lying quietly in the ice coffin, and the appearance of my grandmother, who usually liked to laugh the most, was motionless, and the heart-rending picture of my little self crying has always been imprinted in my heart.

The thing that had the greatest impact on me, in third place, should have been running away from home at the age of eleven.

I don't remember exactly what caused it, but I remember that my mother slapped me that day.

Then he was angry, packed a few happy clothes, hugged his beloved teddy bear, and carried a few pocket money that he had saved with great difficulty, and just stepped on the tram that he didn't know where to go.

I have no impression of the chickens and dogs jumping at home, and the most memorable thing is the picture of my mother holding me and crying bitterly when I found myself.

It was one of the few times my mother cried in my memory.

The most impressive thing in life, ranked fourth, should be the scene of the first confession.

It was the second year of junior high school, and the usually naughty boy in the class blocked himself in the classroom, and then confessed to himself loudly in the laughter of the class.

At that time, Lin Qingya was stupid, and when she finally escaped from the classroom, the little boy who had the impression of being very naughty and mischievous announced loudly behind him that he was already his girlfriend.

Of course, the little kid in junior high school, the so-called boyfriend and girlfriend, at most, deliberately took a long detour to go to and from school with him, and after taking himself to the game hall on the weekend, he left himself alone and played games by himself.

However, thanks to the blessing of that little boy, the fifth place in Lin Qingya's heart is also about him.

One weekend evening, after the two came out of the ice cream shop, they were concentrating on eating ice cream, and the little boy next to them secretly kissed him, and before Lin Qingya could react, he ran away very unproductively.

After a week, the little boy who is obsessed with a new game no longer has time to accompany him to and from school, which is normal, and the relationship between the two gradually reverts to ordinary classmates.

Except for the little boy who didn't know if he could be considered a lover, until now, Lin Qingya, who has become a senior sister, has never talked about a boyfriend again.

I have to say, it's really a very sad thing.

The sixth most important thing in my heart is about the choice of high school Chinese science class, I remember that I had made an agreement with a very good girlfriend at that time, and the two applied for science together, and they will still be in the same class in the future.

It's just that in the end, that best friend betrayed himself and chose liberal arts...

Lin Qingya's first choice was actually liberal arts, just to be able to be with the other party, so she chose science head-on, and in the end, the other party betrayed the friendship between the two.

It wasn't until a long time later that I heard that the other party's volunteer was changed by her mother who found the teacher and had a tough attitude.

The seventh thing in my life that I will never forget is being chased down the street by a big dog when I was in kindergarten.

......

The hardest thing in my life to forget, the ninth is the fourth grade of primary school is a test that I didn't do well, and then secretly scored the test paper.

The tenth place was in the third year of high school, because he forgot to bring his textbooks, he was called to the office by the head teacher and severely criticized.

When you think about it, the ten things that have had the biggest impact on me in my life seem to have happened before high school, and since I went to college, everything seems unbelievably unbelievable.

It's already a senior year, do you want to have a vigorous love before graduation?

As soon as such a thought came to my heart, the whole person became impatient, and in this case, I could no longer read the book in my hand.

Holding a few unfinished books in his arms, he came out of the library, and the originally bustling road on campus became much quieter.

The stars overhead tonight were exceptionally bright, and a curved crescent moon hung quietly in the sky.

Back in the dormitory, a few roommates have not come back from the party, and I am the only one in the whole room, I open the book and read a few pages, but somehow, I can't calm down.

Some are bored and take out their mobile phones to play casually, and their favorite super good voice will not be broadcast until Friday, and they still have to be patient and patient during this time.

opened the scarf, there was no specific purpose, just browsed casually, first looked at the official website of the optimistic voice to see if there was any latest development, and then in the comments, I saw that many people were talking about a player named Li Yuanyuan.

"Is this Li Yuanyuan really that powerful?"

Doubting in her heart, following one of the connections, Lin Qingya clicked on the other party's scarf.

There is only one video of the other party's scarf, and there are only a few hundred fans, obviously, this is a newcomer who doesn't know how to operate.

immediately lost interest, and was about to close the webpage, but suddenly saw that behind the video posted by the other party, there was a text.

Subconsciously glanced at it more.

Then, just in an instant, Lin Qingya's eyes suddenly widened.

"Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

It's long, long

Lonely rain alley

......！ "

Tightly just the first few characters, Lin Qingya's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, and the whole person instantly became a lot more serious.

This is a poem, and with just a few lines at the beginning, it brings people into a dreamlike scene that makes people's hearts sway.

Fingertips immediately clicked on this text, and in a moment, a complete and graceful poem appeared in my eyes.

Almost impatient, Lin Qingya's attention was all on it.

“......

She approached silently,

Approached, cast again

Tai Xi general vision

She floated by

Like a dream,

It's like a dream.

It's like floating in a dream

A sprig of cloves,

This girl floated past me

......！ "

In an instant, Lin Qingya had already determined that she had never seen this modern poem herself, so it was almost certain that this poem was most likely original.

A touch of contemplation flashed in her eyes, Lin Qingya was very curious, what kind of person could create such beautiful and artistic poems.

After thinking for a while, there was still no answer in her heart, but at this moment, Lin Qingya, who had become impatient, once again set her eyes on the poems.

“......

In the lament of the rain,

Faded her color,

Scattered her fragrance,

dissipated, even hers

Breath-like vision,

Lilac-like melancholy,

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone

Lingering in a long, long

......！ "

Read the entire poem back and forth more than a dozen times, until every sentence is deeply imprinted in her mind, at this time, Lin Qingya slowly woke up from the amazement.

At this time, after indulging in it for a long time, Lin Qingya, whose expression was still full of amazement, couldn't help but murmur:

"This rain alley should be able to rank in the top three in the most important position in my heart."