When I was sixteen, I fell in love with someone who didn't like me. He radiated light like the sun. He was the center of attention in the crowd. And I am just a star without a name, surrounding him and paying attention to him. My notebook is filled with his name, his hobbies, and his smiles. The sky is so dazzling that I can only look at it from a distance, but I can never touch it.
My first love at the age of eighteen, with roses and candles, in front of everyone, guitar playing and singing, and affectionate love, he fulfilled all my beautiful longings and longings for love. He likes to be vigorous and dynamic, while I prefer slow and steady flow. Rarely talk about love, saying that love is too heavy and cannot bear love at an age. In the end, it will go further and further because it does not understand love. Later I realized that in geometric relationships, the parallel distance is the shortest and the intersection distance is the farthest.
When I was twenty-four years old, I felt more and more like a man during my two years of single life. His unexpected intrusion made me mistakenly think that he would turn around and leave after saying sorry. But when I put every accident into a circle, I discovered that my emotional gap had been occupied by him. I pretended that I would never fall in love with him, only to find out later that I could never live without him. The more deliberately you do something, the more you care about it. Now I often blame myself for being too good at acting and treating you well even though I don't love you in the name of an ordinary friend.
It's a pity that in a lifetime of love, no matter how much we love, we can't love each other until we are as wrinkled as flowers.
Love, please don't leave, don't leave, don't leave, okay.
Concept: Everyone has their own unique first love memories. The results are not important, what is important is the experience. Enrich your own memories of love.