My blue dress is turned on, my heart is melted.
After the university, the color of the sky seems to be more blue than before. At that time, I am a girl who likes ginkgo, like a blue dress, often sitting on the balcony to see the novel.
I like someone. I don't know how to pay attention to him, just for a while, I will always meet him, I will see him inadvertently walking from me, or I will appear in the same occasion, I will be very nervous.
Sitting in the reading room of the library, looking straight, he is him! Then a pair of shiny eyes, but it is so handsome, I know that the man should not rely on a face to win, but I am really conquered by his face. The eyes can be seen in one person, I can't blink, the color of the black eye is deep, but the white eye bead is cruel, the eyelashes are more shy, he is too strange. I like him.
When I was sitting on the balcony in the evening of April 25, 1997, I suddenly passed from below, he wore a black T-shirt, wearing a duckling cap, the hat was contrained, covering the duck tongue back. He holds a ball in his hand, like a small basketball court to the distance. My blue dress is turned on, my heart is melted.
I ran to the blue ball, watching him with others in far away. They are both boys. Several people noticed me, let each other, everyone is watching me, but he has come back several times, but he has no expression.
They did not start, just played seriously, I suddenly felt that I was stupid, I'm going.
I decided to forget him. But the turfacized machine is coming again, when I opened the sports meeting, I saw the black shirt, his anti-dressed hat, Xiaoyan like walking posture, indifferent look. That day, I walked with my good friends, I told friends which boy I like.
She looked at him, said to me: "It is not like a good person." I said: "Yes." We came to the position of their class, I saw it clearly, he is a management department, than me grade.
Since then, I am very impressed by the management department. I saw them smiling. It's really loved houses and Wu, and I often practice my words and deeds, and I don't want to see him, I want him to see a perfect me. I also imagine a lot of ways to meet him. For example, I hit the book from the classroom, he hit me at once; or wear a beautiful dress at a day, he noticed me; or I was hit by the car, he It's just ...
But there is no happening. The real encounter is very simple. That day I saw him in the library, we both, I wrote a note, and there was no rhetoric, just write my name, explain with him. I don't dare to look at him and put the head low on the book. Then, when I raised my head, I was already gone. At that time, I really regretted that the refused taste is a moment, I even want to commit suicide, I will hold it on the table, I want to cry and cry.
It's been late, I will go, the whole portrait is wet, and it is extremely desirable, however, when I walked to the gate, I saw him sitting on the steps, he turned, see me, laughing , Said: "Stupid!" I got it in a surprise, then he took my hand and sent me to the dormitory door, and he asked me to my bookmaker, torn down the one inch of the photo, put his own In the pocket, I left.
We are at the date, I deliberately put on the new skirt he only bought, I think he must feel that I am so grand. He smiled. I didn't go far away. When I came back, he took me what I mentioned, such as detective novels, his photos, Zhang Chu's song, all took me. Immediately after we tie Cheng Cheng, I miss him at night. Go to a strange city, I want to buy it to him, I feel that every love song is describing us. I bought a delicious fig. This kind of ugly is very sweet and sweet, there are many fine grains, I will come back, but I will watch movies with him, eat figs, eat two people, happy, this It is the taste of the first love. On the way back, I walked over a big banyan tree. We hit each other. His eyes did not look well, but I suddenly laughed, think of two people full of fig grains, how can I kiss? Overhead.
I asked him: "Ouyang, do you love me?" He said: I don't know, I don't know. He just looked at me with her eyes and smiled. Later, one day, he found me to tell me, his original girlfriend came back, he and her. At that time, I stood in front of him and didn't give him a slap in the face of a girl in the movie. I got angular stones on the ground. His chest tricks, but did not say a word, just silent, but I was crying and cried.
I have returned to a dearded reading career. He didn't let me see him, yeah, what is the need to meet, a person like him, I should have a predict, how can he have a girl in a lifetime? And I need a warm and lasting love, and he can give me the opposite. I was sitting on the balcony in the afternoon, I suddenly shed tears, and time was very fast, he graduated.
It is the day of graduates leaving school. Some people are crying. Some people eat, some people go to self-study, just in that night, he suddenly appeared, that night, the bedroom only left me alone. He pushed the door, and did not say a word. I took me out.
Under the banyan tree of the cinema, he pushed me on the trunk, then said, Qin, I want to kiss you. I didn't struggle, just gently closed my eyes, asked him: "Ouyang, do you love me?" I found out that I have always loved him very much. His breathing spurted on my face, just at hand, but suddenly. He let me go, did not answer my question, just told me: "Stupid." After this time I thought I was dead, I suddenly analyze me and his relationship with him - I only But it is a toy when he is lonely. He is just a teasing to kick. In this way, I have been graduating, I have a boyfriend, the principal's son, because he likes me, and his dad likes him, so we all have a school, and will soon be married, live in that four rooms The two halls have a small building in the garden.
My life is comfortable, just need to go to the classroom in the classicle every Monday, draw a red line on the name of the students who haven't come, and will not be able to rectify it like other counselors. I am a weakness. Party, very popular.
Time is so fast, turning into an eye, another new group of new students to report, I opened the student meeting, I suddenly saw the two words of Ouyang rights in many people, when I got to him, he stood up I am shocked. Of course, it is not a replication of Ouyang. Xiaowei is a small right, a distant relative of Ouyang, a child who is lively, tells me that Ouyang is now very Xinfu.
I learned to listen to Ouyang, I learned that this is not right, but I can't control myself. When I came on, I went to his hometown.
I came to the address of the Ouyang, and he saw me. He smiled and smiled. He came out of the office, and the sun sprinkled with a shoulder. We just have nothing to say, he finally took me. Go to his home to eat.
They already have a child, life is very good and very flat. His wife apparently didn't know that I have been with Ouyang, I am very enthusiastic. After dinner, I should go, but I think a word and a kiss for many years ago, but I have never got.
Sometimes I am very embarrassed, I let Ouyang Shi sent me. Go on the road, I asked him, Ouyang, you don't love me, do you love me? Why are you going to be like this? He suddenly was anxious, say: What do you want me? I can't bear responsibility when I have a big belly when I have a university. I only love her alone in my life, I have decided! I don't love you at all.
It is said that the first love of most people is failed. I am just a flatness, and how can I am very excited.
This is March 2000. A spring afternoon, the school is swept away, after the classroom, the first grade classmate suddenly shouted me, they pulled me to an old desk, it was a very old and old. Wooden desk, placed in the last row of the classroom, has been bitten by the locust, but the above words are still clear, I saw my name, and some 歪 歪 扭 字 字 字: 生, I hope you will never Seeing, if you see it, I will not be able to live with peace of life. I love you. How can I not love you? I just regret it I have made something wrong, it brings punishment to let me never kiss people who really love, and I can't live with her.
Behind, there is a big lip printer, printed on another red ballpoint strokes.
The students took the palm, and I laughed in my child's kindness.
"Who is the prank." I said. But turned and shed tears.
