I am a nostalgic person.
There are thousands of situations in the world. There is no definition of love or non-love, there will always be some people who will be let down, and there will always be some people who can't wait and can't get it. And some people are worth cherishing. For those inseparable and entangled things at the beginning, I can only say sorry and let it go. This novel pieced together is a memorial to my youth and a past that I can't go back to.
I still can't help but miss you. Maybe there are places I haven't been to that will be a lifelong regret. It has also become my lifelong longing...
And for me, what are you thinking about?
Reader comments
Fast pace! The grasp of psychology is very delicate and worth watching. In the book, Cheng Cheng is proud but has low self-esteem, which is a portrayal of many boys in adolescence. After reading it, I realized that boys also have so many worries. Family members, feel sorry for your boyfriend! [Almost crying] [Almost crying]
Only after reading it did I realize, "Anything you can write about is not considered love, and anything you can't write about is just helpless." Among the girls we meet in our youth, there is always one that is so unforgettable. I'm thinking, can people who are forgotten by time really be better than meeting them once?
The true feelings of a young man when he first entered high school appeared in front of his eyes. He had the distress of being separated from his old friends, and also the youthfulness of the new environment. It turns out that boys also have so many worries.
Fast pace! The grasp of psychology is very delicate and worth watching. In the book, Cheng Cheng is proud but has low self-esteem, which is a portrayal of many boys in adolescence. After reading it, I realized that boys also have so many worries. Family members, feel sorry for your boyfriend! [Almost crying] [Almost crying] Only after reading it did I realize, "Anything you can write about is not considered love, and anything you can't write about is just helpless." Among the girls we meet in our youth, there is always one that is so unforgettable. I'm thinking, can people who are forgotten by time really be better than meeting them once?
The true feelings of a young man when he first entered high school appeared in front of his eyes. He had the distress of being separated from his old friends, and also the youthfulness of the new environment. It turns out that boys also have so many worries.