The color of youth is depicted by the feeling of mood. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

I can't participate in your past, I can't think of it, and I can't imagine your future, and I only have a beautiful present that stops in those two years.

Beautifully frozen there, sometimes snickering, sometimes moving, sometimes regretting, sometimes thinking of you.

Phew, after watching too many idol dramas, I learned to be sentimental. In particular, I began to like some landscapes or pictures with a sense of mood and emotion.

Occasionally, when I hear some sad melodies, my mood will change to a sad mode, my eyes will become melancholy, and my smile will fade. The overall feeling is as if I am filming, and moreover, I am in the film......

Well, let's change the feeling, the atmosphere is a little down......

Based on my perfection mentality, it starts to haunt again, so there are always unexpected behaviors that happen.

When I was in the second year of junior high school, I was a teenage boy anyway, and I would have some physiological changes.

In order to avoid embarrassing scenes, I will talk about my hands and feet.

The hairs on my hands are starting to grow, and I don't like it. Especially when I was carrying the light from the window, I could see that the hair on my hands was longer than that of other male students. I would feel a little different, and I would try to smooth out the hairs on my hands so that others would not see them. It seems that there is something wrong with the psychology......

I remembered a conversation with the three sisters when I was a child, and I smiled.

When I was a child, I saw that the three sisters had long hand hair, the longest hand hair I had ever seen a girl! She said to me proudly, "Hmph, do you have it?" Uncle's hand hair is not enough for my hand hair!"

I think someone seems to have said: "People with long hair are more diligent." "Think about the three sisters again, the powerful ones. Thinking about it, it's okay, okay, the hair grows. Prove that I am worthy!

But what about foot hair? I'm not a girl, but I don't like ugly foot hair either.

What to do? Well, shave!

What do you take? It means that you don't have a razor, you don't have experience.

So, just grab a knife. Well, scrape desperately!

Okay, it's clean!Haha! But it hurts! The skin is scratched! I'm bleeding profusely! It's painful! Since then, I've had a phobia of shaving my feet......

The psychology of perfection is horror, but it cannot be overcome.

Back in the classroom, my perverted gaze fell asleep because of Di's presence. But occasionally, I still inadvertently see something indecent. For example, as soon as I turned around, there was a female classmate with a wide neckline in the back who bent down at a 45-degree angle to pick up the pen on the ground, so, whew, the scenery is so dazzling! I didn't have the heart to look at it, although it felt a little runny nose......

I also accidentally saw that Di's armpits also had obvious ...... Got it...... However, I did not lose my liking for her because of these flaws. It seems that she likes to tolerate flaws, and she still laughs so much that I am excited!

In my second year of junior high school, I had my first real fight, and it was the only fight I've ever fought so far.

It's just that the object of the fight with me is Ri Nishiki.

Because when I paint, I don't like people to look at it, but he wants to look at it. When I left, he followed me, and even wanted to rush to see it. I hate it when people invade my mental world like this! He keeps pushing me into a corner like this, and when I want to leave, he deliberately blocks me. So, I pushed him, and he pushed me back.

Well, fight!

The two of them hugged each other and fell to the ground, whew, don't get me wrong, it's not a passion play.

Later, it was Di who shouted to stop fighting, and we stopped. I saw a kind of disgust in Di's eyes, disgusted by this picture of fighting. I turned around and went back to my dorm room, holding back my tears. I'm not a boy who can fight, and if I hadn't been forced to do something stupid like this, I wouldn't have done something stupid that violated my principles.

After that, Rijin and I formed a pattern of the Cold War.

When Lijin and Di talked, I was quiet. And when I talked to Di, he was quiet. It took a long time to reconcile.

One of the factors of reconciliation persuaded me.

Listening to her is also a kind of liking? Looking at the scenery of the playground in the corridor in a daze, listening to the words of the wind.

Wind said, "You may not like her anymore, but fall in love with her." ”

I touched my heart and asked, "Really?"

The heartbeat does not accelerate......

In the second year of junior high school, there is youth, but there are also regrets, and my dear Ah Gong was taken away by the hateful disease. The whole family sank into a sea of grief......

In the classroom, I was a lot quieter. Di chatted with me, and I wasn't in the mood anymore. I also didn't let anyone know why I wasn't happy, just silence. It's been a long time......

It is always when we lose that we remember the beauty of existence.

Ah Gong loves me so much, and often praises me for being well-behaved and sensible. Every time I wanted pocket money, Ah Gong would not hesitate to give it to me, and when my cousin Jie wanted pocket money, Ah Guild would ask her what she was doing with it. When I want to cook wood and stir-fry, Ah Gong will tell me to go away and let other cousins and sisters do it, maybe I can't burn it, or it may be that Ah Gong is quietly spoiling me. When Ah Gong was so sick, he didn't remember a lot of things, but he remembered to call me to go to school, for fear that I would be late. I...... I...... but did not achieve the filial piety that a grandson should do. My heart was being punished for my torment......

In a daze in the classroom, I was constantly reminiscing about the past and preserving the good.

Di seemed to see what was on my mind, but she didn't say anything. She continued to talk to me, trying to save me from the numbness of grief.

Chatting still has the effect of relieving sadness, and attention is diverted. Slowly, I kept Ah Gong in my heart.

The rare smile is back, and the feeling I feel when I look at Di is a little different again. A little bit further......

However, Di scolded me.

One time, she was on my left, maybe she was not in a good mood at the time. As for me, the displacement was a little slow, and she was annoyed and scolded: "Is it okay to move faster?!"

I was shocked, and my heart was very uncomfortable, why did Di, who usually smiles so sweetly at me, suddenly get so angry? I don't dare to look at her......

I don't like to be scolded all of a sudden, so it's easy for me to hate her a little.

The morning after I was scolded, it happened to be me and Di and a few classmates going to clean up in the public area. My dormitory is on the first floor and the girls' dormitory is on the fifth floor. I grabbed a broom in the dormitory and waited for them in the dormitory hallway. After Di came down from the dormitory, I didn't even want to see her.

But she became super fast, and she smiled sweetly and shouted to me, "Oolong, go sweep the floor." ”

I looked at her, and oh, I was overwhelmed by her smile and the touching "oolong"! I immediately swept away the sullenness on my face and laughed in response: "Good girl!"

My mood changed so easily with her. You can imagine how much influence she had on me......

I was so scared that if I was in a different class from her in the third year of junior high school, would I be very disappointed......

Time will always give us the answer.

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