Young and ignorant. How many beautiful scenery have you missed? When you recall days go by, you will open the folded past again. What you touch is the sweet, sour, bitter and salty that separated These Thousand Hills from others..
Looking up at the empty night sky, it is faintly visible that several clouds in Furvous are drifting aimlessly. Are you lost?
Memories seem to be opened by the key of this deep night, and thoughts fly back to the midsummer night several years ago.. Countless Twinkling Stars blinked and blinked like nursery rhyme inside sang.. You and I were sitting side by side under the elm tree at the gate of the village's end store. when I was young, my short, finely cropped hair danced wildly under the provocation of the night wind. I had to stroke these naughty guys behind my ears from time to time, but they were always restless..
"I cut my hair short, isn't it strange. "Think of before being as a boy, the in the mind will not regret listening to the old man's hair long will rob the brain nutrition of slanderous talk.
"Well, not so ugly. But I like the way your long hair looks, keep it.. "His voice is very light, very quiet.
At that time, he was the only boy in inside who was willing to play with me.. In an era when every word spoken by the male and female students was regarded as something, the 澳利国际 two of us were the only ones who broke through the shackles of the world and became friends without hesitation.. Although he once told the teacher when he was a big class in kindergarten that I didn't write my homework according to the rules, I was beaten with bamboo sticks and then Sachi suffered from disaster and happiness.. However, when he was in the first grade of primary school, regardless of the public opinion, he resolutely took me home with his aunt's bicycle every day under the laughing eyes of the whole class..
Every time I pass the shop at the end of the village, the unscrupulous boss always laughs: "Yo, Li Xiang, carry your little girlfriend.". "
Every time at this time, you would pedal hard and fast across the store, and then turn back to me and say, "Don't worry about him, those adults are always not serious about using it.". "
At that young age, I didn't know what it was like to be sad. I thought that was what we call friends and friendship.. At least when I am lonely, you will never turn me away..
Later. Friends come to me one by one with warmth and happiness like spring rain, while our friendship is like withered and yellow leaves in late autumn, gone with the wind.. It's not that I'm rusty, but the more I grow up, the smaller the position in my heart. This feeling still exists, but there is no suitable position to share with each other..
After moving, our connection was completely broken. Your grades were not good and you could only study in the middle school in the town.. Once in the street, I heard a cry of surprise. Looking back, you were riding by.. You can still recognize me at a glance in the crowd, and I can only vaguely remember your name .
An accidental opportunity, I heard from your brother at the same school that you have always liked me. At that time, I shook my head only to feel absurd. At such a young age, where do I know what love is?.
Until chatting with her ex-boyfriend's sister, she asked me what my name was and I told her. She asked, do you know Li Xiang?
I replied, "Yes, we used to be friends. "
She smiled treacherously and said, "Really? I share a school with him, and I know he likes you.. "
What was it like then?
There are nostalgia for the naive time when the disappointed, there are sudden like panic, there have been people's attention to care for the warmth, after he turned a blind eye to the guilt .
Up to now, all his past has turned into a meteor in the myriad memories of stars, which may dim or dissipate. However, the brief and permanent light he once brought flashed across a bright arc in my life..
At the beginning of the boy, if I can meet you again, I would like to ask you, later, did any other girls sit on your rear seat?
When I grew up, like many girls who can't wait to taste the taste of love, I began the early love in adults' mouth..
I can't remember the throbbing heartbeat of the first love, but the grief of being dumped is still in my heart. It seems a bit silly to be desperate when you are in love, because it is not worth it. When I make do with someone I don't love, I still feel cold at the thought of it..
In a word, after growing up, I have never found any simple feelings that were once young and relaxing..
If you really want something, you must give it away..
Really should be the words:
What is the best thing?
The best time is when you can't go back..
Then, let the best time and the best you be buried in my best memory, inside, and become the best meeting.. …… (责任编辑：admin)