In that era when there was no rural revitalization, I still remember the mountain roads like streams, bamboos growing freely, mountain villages of all sizes, happy families, and him who couldn't stop his heartbeat.
I was in the same classroom as him in primary school, and most of the children in the classroom were chattering.
Some children's clothes were also marked by naughty marks, but he sat quietly in his seat and looked at the bamboo outside the glass window. His body was clean and he looked out of place in the classroom.
The child's love is simple and passionate. I want to be a good friend with him, want to show my best side to him, and want to share my favorite things with him.
In this way, I "accompanyed" him year after year. Without knowing what liking meant, I secretly loved him year after year without telling the whole world...
But I don't know when, the originally peaceful life, until his name reappeared, caused a stone named Su Liaochao to break the already calm water surface, Microwave Linlin, could not be calm for a long time...
"Hey! Brother, look, there is a little beauty looking at you over there." A boy patted Su Liochao on the shoulder and said.
Su Liao raised her eyes lightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
I was stunned for a moment when he looked over, but I quickly nodded with a smile and spoke first:
"Long time no see, Su Liaochao."
"Well... Long time no see, Liao Ruoshan."
Intention: Being loved is always worth recording, so even if there is no audience, we must go all out, even if the final result is not satisfactory.