Before my writing : There may not be exciting plots , there may not be beautiful , difficult languages , what I can present you is a pure soul .

Prologue

      In the photo is my long lost friend , Summer . There is also something beyond that the photo will never manage to express . My name is Wendy , and I will tell you the story .
      It all starts in the beginning of a new tern , in the first year of my college life . I was riding my bicycle to school , and beginning to miss Summer . She will be glad to see me riding bicycle . Where is she ? What College did she enter ? Just at that moment , a girl riding bicycle appeared from the subway below . While I was rubbing my eyes , too surprised to accept this , she has already sprang to me with a big smile . She is Summer .

Once in a week meeting with Summer

WEEK 1
      We can not be too happy meeting each other again . Fragments of memories recalled . We were in the same Primary school , and we lost connections after graduation. She was as enthusiastic of life as her name , Summer . At that time , she loved to tell me how the boys could never catch up with her riding bicycle , and how a boy had to throw her umbrella away in order to catch up . Actually , I competed with her once and was as fast as her . She has a sister called Christina . Christina was born when we were in grade three . Summer was wild with joy . For quite a long time , all she talked about is how cute her sister is and how the families love her . Once a butterfly flied onto Christina’s mouth . “ we were all sure she would cry ” Summer said anxiously “ but instead , she was so happy as to wave her arms and legs” . Christina hugged with a cat . The most regretful thing in her mother’s life is that she failed to take a photo of that moment . The family thought Christina like animals and bought her a bird , but she set it free . They never knew whether it was by accident . “ Don’t you envy her ? ” I asked Summer . “ We name her Christina , the beginning of which is Christ . This means she is an angle brought by Jesus Christ . Why will I envy an angle ? ” From then on , I have been very curious about her sister . What is it that never failed Christina attracting both her families and animals ?
We talked all the way about memories of our life in primary school and about Christina . It is agreed that we ride together every week on our way to school . I was pleased . On one hand , we can share moments together even if we are not in the same school . On the other hand , I will be able to know more about her cute angel sister

WEEK 2
      The following week , I asked things about Christina with my enthusiasm concealed . I didn’t want to sound as if I cared more about Christina than her . Summer told me that Christina can see more things than us . She can tell the name of almost all the flowers and trees that she see , and is always able to discover new kinds of them . Every time she discovers them , she jumps with joy and runs to touch them . At that time , there blows a wind , and the leaves and the flowers seems to touch her back . She can spend hours watching the moon , the sky , the ocean , and never fails to be fascinated . Once , she even blew a kiss to the moon . She also likes climbing trees . Something lovely about Christina is that she rarely needs a umbrella on rainy days , and she doesn’t seem to need one . Strange as it is , she seems to be one of the raindrops . “ Will you do what Christina does ? ” I asked Summer , as I was reminded her enthusiasm and our love for the nature “ I want to , but it seems to be what a 5-year-old kid does .” Summer answered uncertainly “ and your sister is 8 ” She didn’t reply , but I think she understood what I mean .

WEEK 3
      " Hey , why do you think Christina is different from us ? ” I asked Summer , pretending to be joking.
      " I don’t know , ” Summer seems to be alarmed , “maybe it is because she is a child ” Summer answered reluctantly .
      " A child that is doing things younger child than her does ? ”
      " what do you mean ?”
      " Do you think we can be children too ?”
      " Wendy , lets face the fact , we have already grown up , and we are 18 years old now . We can decide our behavior , but we can not decide our age . Have you seen any old men without wrinkle ? ”
      She seems to be reasonable , but I’m still not convinced . Why doesn’t Christina seem strange when doing things younger kids do ? We can not becide things that is to happen , but we can decide our attitude by which we treat it .

WEEK 4
      " Summer , maybe there is a magic that can make us younger .” She thought I’m mad , but it doesn’t matter . I went on : “ I wonder what you know about subconscious , it says that we have great potential to do whatever we want to do , if only we give our brain a clear instruction . ”
     " how ? ” Summer seems to be interested , but uncertain .
     " Just by keep telling yourself . If we want to be young , we just say : let me be young ! let me be young ! then pretend to be young .” I saw her astonished expression , then added : " come on , youth is not a time of life , it is a state of mind . How can we be young if we don’t believe we can ? Weren’t you enthusiastic ? ”
     We had to part the waves here , but I really hoped she would think about what I said .

WEEK 5
      " It’s Christina’s 9th birthday today , Oct 3rd . ” Summer said , smiling .
      " Really ? I shall give her a present ? What does she want ? ” I said enthusiastically .
      Summer bursted into laughter and said : “ You will never believe it , she wants to ride bicycle in the forest along the river bank . She can never do it , can she ? ”
      She actually recalled my dream in Junior school . I rode to school everyday instead of by car in order to be skilled enough to ride along a river . Imagine my dismay when I realized that she is a bicycle fan as Summer and me .
       " Maybe she can . ” I said , dreaming .

WEEK 6
      " As I said , none of my families allowed her to ride in the forest , but she is more stubborn than I think . ” Summer said it as if it were a joke : “ She kept asking all of us for permission , and said that she will turn to all the classmates and teachers for help in order to get the transportation fee . ”
      " Don’t you like riding bicycles ? ” I asked Summer abruptly
      " Yes , but logically ……” She stopped , but I kept thinking .
      Christina really impressed me . Not only does she has a pure love of nature , but she has determination as well . The little hope in my heart was full of flowers and was beginning to bear fruits

WEEK 7
      " Christina climbed on a tall tree , and……”
      " And what ? ” I asked with anxiety filled in my heart . It is common for her to climb trees , there can not be any accident .
      " Wendy , I’m so sorry , but I can’t ride with you any more . ”
      The sense of regret filled the air . I looked for the words ‘never mind ’ , but I didn’t know how to say . How does it feel being worried and untold at the same time ? How does it feel meeting a long lost friend with difficulty , and suddenly realize it may be the last time you meet ?
      We said nothing on the way , not even goodbye.

Epilogue

      Although I wanted to meet Summer very much , I didn’t want to bother her , for I have the feeling that something must have happened .

      We didn’t meet from that day , but Summer sent me a picture of her sister . Straight long hair that reaches the shoulder made her beautiful rather than mature , big eyes filled with water made me think of angles , a big smile lessened my anxiety . She must be happy .

      Then , on that destiny night before winter holiday , Summer told me to prepare for cycling in the forest . There’s no concealing the excitement . I checked my bicycle a thousand times although I was sure it was in perfect condition . I packed my luggage and moved things out and in the trunk another thousand times , as if in were in a mess or I forgot to take something . For several nights , I stayed awake , imagining what Christina would do , how enthusiastic Summer would be , what I would see in the forest . Finally , we got to the forest and began riding bicycle .

      " It’s like a dream ! ” I told Summer

      She twinkled her eyes and answered : “ The magic is working . ” A magical thing happened . With green trees , blue waters around her , she seems several years younger . I took a photo to record the special moment .

      Christina was riding steadily ahead with her big smile . She is as if mixed in the lively trees and waters as a part of them , just like a pure soul that is polished crystal clear by nature . I hurried forward to ask Christina how she found the place , how she got the ticket , how she got the permission . Just at that moment , a gust of wind blew , revealing her wooden leg .

[ 本帖最后由 wingdyMSW 于 2008-7-26 11:11 PM 编辑 ]

“my vigor concealed ” 其实中间的那个vigor可以变成enthusiasm，用vigor的话感觉很怪~

呵呵，很可爱的故事，算是dream come true吧~~

抱一个~~

呵呵，谢谢鼓励
hui姐抱

ORZ...多么强的孩子,已经写完了.
HUI你别看我也别催我

亚。。我看不懂。= =

谁来教我英语？

慎入……果然要慎入= =。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。。

话说我犹豫了好久要不要发上来
写到一半几乎没勇气写下去了
怕那么多英文会很伤眼睛很吓人，怕剧情可能会不对很多人的胃口。
不过，这也算是我用真心写出来的吧~~~

顶一个。果然比我华丽。^^
而且Wing的速度无限强大。
我自己还是回到all those beautiful years再华丽吧。
如此一篇LOLI就算了。><

呵呵，笙散你别谦虚了。
期待着你那篇的完工，到时我去捧场

最后一句最有爱，虽然这孩子瘸了……