It's been a year and a half since I remember that year, and there seems to be nothing that I can't let go of in the evening breeze of spring.
I have to admit that the beauty of youth is attractive, but also the most dangerousThe beautiful scenery of my youth is a feast for the eyes, but the hazy heartbeat cannot be dissipated for a long time.
That year, I fell in love with a boy.
In my impression, it seems to be love at first sight, he is very clean and skinny.
The facial features seem to me to be very exquisite, and the tall nose can be captured in a second, and I can't help but sighis like a girl's ideal first love male god, and he is the kind of person who can attract attention by wearing a white shirt.
I played with him fairly well, at a height above the average friend;
Every time I talk about it, I'm glad I do it.
Every time I play with him, I can feel the true meaning of youthful friendship.
But the haze of that year took over most of the reason and opinions in my mindIt's a pity that we didn't seem to know love at that time, and companionship seemed to occupy the highest point in our hearts.
If it is placed now, it seems to be ambiguous in everyone's mouth.
It's the kind of ambiguity that is not easy to get results, and it's the ambiguity of regret that you obviously feel it but don't take the initiative and miss it in the end.
This heartbeat and crush quietly left in the cheers of the graduation season, and I didn't seem to feel much at that time, looking forward to the rest of my life.
But looking at his departing back, I couldn't help but wet my eyes.
I don't seem to be a nostalgic person.
In my first year of junior high school, I never took the initiative to inquire about him, and I was not without nostalgia, but I didn't want to tell anyone about it.
During winter break, I plan to organize my unused books in the basement.
Opening the basement door, although there is a lot of dust, it is full of memories.
On the shelf, there are still birthday gifts and cards he gave me that year, which is ridiculous, and I would celebrate his birthday and buy birthday gifts almost every year.
Holding the gifts and greeting cards in my hand, I couldn't help but shake my head, at that time, I also gave more than three gift cards, but I didn't have this oneI felt embarrassed and uncomfortable, maybe I was only moved by myself at that time.
I didn't want to face too many problems at that time, so I put the greeting card on it again, and I just wanted this fruitless love to be innocent forever, forever!
The fragments of the original heart, everyone's youth story is always different, and in the end, I can only smile indifferently when I recall it. Thank you for appearing in my youth. You've been here, and it's very good.
It's good to see the flowers bloom, so why care who the flowers fall into.