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It was the golden season. I could see the yellow leaves falling with the cool wind. For others, it is a harvest season, while for me, it is an annoying season. I was preparing for the Postgraduate Entrance Examination. But so many unhappy things made me so tired, so I decided to have a walk along the Yanjiang Road in my university.
“Autumn is a lonely season and life is uninteresting. The days in this season always get me down”, I thought when the sound of a guitar flowed into my ears, like a stream flowing from the mountains. I was so surprised that I ran to see what it was. A young girl, sitting on the lawn, was lost in playing her guitar. She was a beautiful girl, especially when the wind blew her long hair. I had never seen her before. The music was so attractive that I listened quietly.
Lost in the music, I did not realize that I had been standing for so long. But my existence did not seem to disturb her. Leaves were still falling. Every day when I passed by the lawn, I would see her playing her guitar. She was the only performer and I was the only audience. During the rest of the days in the season, life became interesting and I could review the courses carefully. Though we did not know each other, I thought we were always good friends.
Autumn was nearly over. One day, when I was listening devotedly, the sound suddenly stopped. To my astonishment, the girl came over to me.
“You must like the music,” she said.
“Yes, you play very well. Why did you stop?” I asked.
Suddenly, a sad expression appeared on her face.
“I came here just to have a rest because I failed in the college entrance examination. I felt very disappointed. And it was your listening every day that encouraged me,” she said, “and I have to go tomorrow.”
“In fact, it was your playing that gave me a meaningful autumn and helped me believe that I have the ability to pass the Postgraduate Entrance Examination.” I answered, “I think it was God who gave us the chance to know each other and we should be good friends.”
She smiled and I smiled.
Since then, I have never seen her again. I no longer passed by that lawn. Only thick leaves were left behind. But I will always remember the season and the girl. It was her appearance that helped me passed the Postgraduate Entrance Examination, though she only appeared a few days in my life.
We may encounter many people in our lives. Some are like a shooting star, but give off so much light that they guide you in the correct direction; some are like clothes to you, they are always with you, but do not understand you. Just as a famous saying, many people step in your life, but only true friends leave footprints.
I shall always recall the autumn, the girl and the sound of her guitar. I know she will always be my best friend.
