What happened in the past was love or hate. After all, it is not water on the head, it will leave no trace after it dries: in the past, no matter it was sour or bitter, only after tasting it did I feel that I existed, and only then did I feel that I had grasped a trace of comfort. People always tend to ignore the things in their hands. Sometimes you don’t know that happiness is in your own hands. Throw away what you have in your hands and chase after it hard. Little did he know that he had already missed his own happiness.
A person is walking on the street, and the old song "YESTERDAY ONCE MORE" is constantly repeating in his ears - yesterday reappears. Another world that contains all my fantasies, and the messy thoughts spread infinitely. This world does not lack "oaths", it only lacks "forever". This love has passed. The memory refuses to stop. Although I tried hard to suppress it. I still can't control my heart, I can't forget one by one, and I can't give up one by one. All this will no longer continue, and love has left. After waiting, I finally understood that love will not come again.
People say that everyone is an arc, and two people who can form a circle are exactly a pair.
I only met him at a friend’s birthday party. There was no strange encounter like the hero and heroine in the story, just a faint acquaintance. He was funny and humorous then. He always lifts everyones mood. Maybe thats what made me notice him.
I am a lively girl. When I meet someone who is similar to me, I always like to have sex with him. After repeated verbal quarrels, my friend seemed to have noticed something and deliberately brought us together. This may be too sudden. But as we are in a sensitive season, this kind of thing happens often. I never believed in love at first sight. I have to admit that I have a crush on him. I'm afraid of getting hurt, but I'd rather give it a try. There are many things that you have to try before you know whether they are worth it or not. I did not refuse my friend’s kindness. Life is about taking risks, and I don’t care if I have to do it again. Maybe in the future days of dating, I will find that he is a very good person! I decided to take a risk and date someone who I met for less than 3 hours.
The following days were dull and boring. We didn't have much time to see each other. Maybe his home was too far away from mine, or maybe he was busy. Anyway, we didn't meet each other, we only talked on the phone occasionally. Sometimes I ask myself, do I regret it? Not yet, I haven’t even paid yet! How could it be over? I believe in fate. Since God allowed us to meet each other, he would not let us end so early.
Just when I was depressed, I saw him again, and he was still so cheerful. Although it was night, I could still see his sunny smiling face. I just kept silent, and he immediately became like a child, trying to please you, even though he didn’t know that IWhats going on. How can I not laugh when I see him like this? No one would be unhappy with such a lovely person. except him.
We met more and more often, and it was the first Valentines Day in the 21st century. Maybe I should prepare a gift for my lover. Do they all say you should give chocolates on Valentine’s Day? Forget it, that’s too cliché. Give him a "lighter"? Let him think of me every time he lights the fire. Okay, I'll give you a "lighter". When he took the gift, I suddenly felt an inexplicable happiness. It turns out that being able to give gifts to others on Valentines Day is also a blessing. I don't know how this feels different from the feeling of giving for others. Maybe if you like someone, even if you give, it is also a kind of happiness.
School is about to start next, and we decided to go on a trip. Two days and one night. I knew my family would not agree, so I had to cut it off first and tell it later. I met many of his friends on the road, and his friends were all different types of people. Have different personalities and different tempers. But what they have in common is that they are passionate. Soon after meeting them, I became familiar with them. They kept making fun of us. We were talking and laughing along the way. It’s great to be young.
After arriving at the destination, everyone went about their business. Some pack their luggage, some light the fire, and some wash the vegetables. It turns out that I am more like a girl. Thats fine, I'm afraid it will be more troublesome to help you. Just sit quietly on the side and watch them go about their business. Sometimes I really feel that being a girl is great, especially when there are many boys. The weather was pretty good that day, with a little bit of sun. It’s not too cold. The sunset is the most beautiful. The rare sunshine shines on my body and makes me want to sleep.
I just said that it is good to be a girl, but it cannot be reflected at night. 7.8 boys and two girls. There are only 4 beds, how can you sleep? If you are a boy, you can squeeze in with 4 to 5 of them and have a good sleep. Another girl went to bed first and slept with her boyfriend. What should I do? Its impossible not to sleep, right? We have a day of fun tomorrow? If so, how can I still be energetic? "You sleep inside, and I sleep outside." ” He said considerately, looked at the bed, and gave up.
Sleeping next to him is not a good thing. Anyway, I went to see Duke Zhou in less than a while. Fortunately, he could bear to sleep until dawn. When I returned home on the second day, it was understandable that I was scolded. Despite this, I still don't regret it.
In a blink of an eye, everyone has started school and everyone is busy, but we will not forget our agreement with each other. A phone call and a letter every day. But he never wrote me back, and I didn't care. I became more and more clingy to him, but he was still the same as before. I look forward to the day when I can meet him every day, sometimes even in my dreams. I think I can't leave him anymore. I become cautious, for fear that I will let him go if I am not careful.He ran away from me.
Everyone knows that to love someone is to give him space. Maybe this me makes him breathless. In fact, while hurting him, I was also hurting myself. I think we are one.
“I love you, I love you to the end. For the first time in my life, I let go of my reserve. Let yourself imagine everything about me and you. You love me, you love me to the end. For the first time in my life, I let go of my reserve and believe that I can really love you deeply. ”An old song (by Faye Wong) expresses my thoughts. I think I'm in love with him. In fact, I also thought about what I would be like after we broke up. I also remind myself not to fall in too deep. I know that the deeper I love, the deeper I will be hurt. I will never look back. Why not fall in love vigorously while you are young?
“Distance is a test paper to measure whether the vow of love will be fulfilled in the end. We are still learning for "love", learning the language of communication, learning to understand, and learning not to shed tears. When we learn to fly, leaping over the darkness and trials, the days will graduate from loneliness. ”I wonder if our love can withstand the test?
Finally, it was the May 1st holiday. They had a 7-day holiday. During the entire holiday, he stayed with me almost every day. We go out on the streets and have parties at friends’ houses. Before that it was my birthday. He bought me a birthday gift specially. A cross necklace. This is the first time he has bought a gift for me, and it is also the first time he has bought something for a girl. He learned this from his friend. I regard it as a treasure, even though it is not worth much.
School will start in a few days, and we agreed to go to the park to play. He kept his arms around me in the park and we played all kinds of stuff. When sitting in the "rolling warehouse", he refused to sit still or alive. He thought it was too "young". Seeing my friends sitting in pairs in the warehouse, I felt alone. The moment I went up to the "warehouse", he also came up. When it started, I kept screaming, whether it was out of fear or excitement, I can't remember. I only remember that he called with me. I knew that he was happy and I knew that he cared about me. I know... After playing everything, we are going home. How reluctant I am and how I wish time would stop here. I concealed my unhappiness and walked all the way out of the park. A group of children gathered around him and asked him to buy flowers. He bought it without saying anything. When he brought the "flowers" to me, it was the first time I saw his embarrassed expression. Happiness is right in front of me, what else don't I get? Take what he boughtFlowers and balloons, I just feel happy. I remember that the words on the balloon were "I love you more every day" and "How well it is written." He looked at me and said with tenderness in his eyes. Open from this day. We both have nicknames that only the other person knows - "Seven-Sexed Ladybug". I love him, thats what I told myself.
This is a beautiful and lovely simple drawing of a seven-star ladybug. It is simple and easy to understand, suitable for children to learn.
