First love, when we grow slowly like a flower and are quietly preparing to bloom, someone breaks it with their hands and we pick it off. The pain and freshness make us fall in love with the world and a person.
I have had countless boyfriends or girlfriends, but I can no longer find the thrill of love. Thinking about it, it seems that only my first love left such a deep impression and hurt me so deeply.
Such a beautiful first love, just accidentally touching each other's hands, my heart felt like it was shocked, and I couldn't even bear to speak loudly to the other person. Can you let your first love stay forever? Many people are reluctant to tarnish that purity. First love is like a goddess in the most sacred place in their hearts.
Is it just a chance encounter, are we together because of love or something else? Love, can we be together? Can love resolve so many obstacles? Can love ignore the problems caused by distance? Can love keep us forever?
After first love and breakup, who of us is still where we are? Who has changed? Are you still my favorite? Are you still the same person you were before? Many years later, we have changed. How can we get rid of the poison of the poppy flower?