Secret love is a hard thing, but it is not for me. It is the most innocent memory of my first love. I never regret not telling her my true feelings because I don't want to risk losing this friend, so I will never lose her.
Back in the fourth grade of elementary school, it was the first time I met her. The temperature in the summer that year was extremely hot and the sun was shining on me as if it was going to melt you. My friend and I were chatting at the door of the English cram school when a girl walked up to us. She was wearing light blue jeans and a white T-shirt. , With short hair in a bun and a sweet smile, broke into my world. For a moment, I felt as cool as ice-cold Coke in summer. She smiled and slowly approached us. She moved from far to near in my eyes. The close distance allowed me to see her clear face clearly, and it also allowed me to see myself and her clearly. There is a substantial distance between us. My friend and she have been friends since childhood. In my hometown, this is called "Fa Xiaoer". She greeted me warmly and said her name. I silently recited this name countless times and sighed that it sounded really good, so that I was always stunned. , My friend pushed me and said, "What's going on? Have you been tapped on acupoints?" I rubbed my shoulders and said, "I didn't, and Bai Zhantang wasn't there. Where did I get acupuncture tapped?" She laughed out loud at my words. When I saw her smiling, I felt even more excited and nervous. That's how we got to know each other.
When I got home, I took out my diary and wrote on it, "I am very happy to know her. Her smile is like a beam of light shining into my heart." I have two diaries. One is written for my parents to see, and the other is a secret that I cannot confess about my emotions.
Concept: Youthful time