Author: Li Yuwei Class 21--2.
Even though there is all kinds of love in my heart, I am still reserved and indifferent in stubbornness, because in addition to love, there are more spring flowers and a sea of stars.
Inscription. 
Youth always comes unexpectedly, and the 15-year-old has gone through the flower season and rainy season. You and I may not forget certain people or things, and we may be happy, sad, or throbbing about them. In the middle of the year, I gradually discovered: It turns out that I am also very stubborn.
Someone asked: Why do you like to watch ** so much? I said leisurely: "My youth is too peaceful, and I want to see the blatant favoritism and impartiality of other people's youth." However, even the calmest youth can't resist the light, the "shoal of gulls and herons" that startled me in my heart. He just lay quietly in the depths of his heart, and I happily secretly wrote him into my QQ private space. He also quietly warmed my youth and occupied the sweetest corner of my heart.
I don't know where the affection started, and the buds in the spring, sprouted wantonly. Maybe he's far from the handsomeness of the boy I imagined, maybe he doesn't have outstanding grades, maybe he's still dark, maybe he's not tall. Everything is not what I want, but why is he inexplicably driven by the throbbing emotions that have been silent in my heart for a long time?
The sun is just right, and the foreground seems to open the door of time, and the surrounding scenery quickly reverses, and then gradually coincides, as if returning to that scene.
The slanting sun sprinkled on him without hesitation, or in the quiet classroom, even the sobbing sound that he tried to hide was discovered by him, he was different from others, people asked me what was wrong, he stuffed me paper and made me laugh. During the lesson, I gradually expected him to look back at me and smile at me. Every time I look at him, I can be happy for a long time, but I will look away in a panic, and the deer in my heart still can't help but bump into him. Sometimes, when he was playing with other girls, I would be inexplicably depressed.
Gradually, I found out that I liked him and was infatuated with him, but I didn't know what to do, and I fell in love with him. Or maybe my self-esteem is too strong for me to reveal a little love to him, but rather I allow myself to admire him and have a crush on him, but I will never allow the love that I make me happy and annoyed to delay him. It's damn pride, and I'm too stubborn, so stubborn that I miss his ......Youth actually seems to be like this: while gaining it inadvertently, it is lost in helplessness. Actually, it's not a pity, because I've loved and experienced it.
The rose I have flaunted will not wither, and my love is not bound, even if it chooses a better place one day, it has left a fragrance in you, even if it goes with the wind, it has once swayed her beauty to the fullest. It seems to be a pity, but it is my stubbornness, which is maintaining the best things in my youth, it does not allow me to destroy my future, nor does it allow me to delay him, and does not allow me to break it in this amorous youth. Although it is out of reach, so what, even if every time I go back to the capital, I can't help but sigh for a long time, lamenting this unrepeatable beautiful time engraved in my heart. In fact, I really don't regret it, because of my academic obsession, stubbornness doesn't seem to regret it.
Every time I sink in my memory, I fall into the light that my eyes look at, it brings me amazement, I don't regret it. So, after recalling again, I quietly discovered: It turned out that I was also very stubborn. Perhaps, in the future, we will meet hand in hand at the top!
In the years of the flower season, I passed by with love in stubbornness, full of expectations, and resolutely ran towards tomorrow! —Postscript.
Guidance and polishing: Dream Creek rafting.