First love, as the name suggests, is that when Cardamom was in his prime, he wanted to understand the opposite sex and fell in love. It doesn't need to be deliberately embellished, but it comes naturally. First love is also the first blooming flower in life, as beautiful as the rising sun.

To put it simply, when love first opens, I meet the opposite sex who appreciates and treats me well. And you appreciate her and want to be nice to her. You don't think about the future, but you really want to be with her every day. Watch the rising sun and the ebb and flow of the tide. In the words of parents and teachers, this is called early love, which will affect learning.

Of course, first love is beautiful, pure, and full of youthful taste. Although they are lovers, it is difficult to become a family member in the end.

Every relationship is an experience of everyone's growth. It will show us how to love our neighbor and how to love ourselves. First love can also affect a person's trajectory.

I thought that over time, I had buried her deep inside. When I look at her, my heart still beats uneasily. I thought I was letting go and relieved. It's only now that I've realized that I've never really let go.

However, after meeting her, this cardamom youth has finally settled. I also let go completely.

I've also asked myself what love is. When I grew up, I realized that after paying attention to someone for a long time, this is love.

When I saw her, I was reminded of that unforgettable time in junior high school.

I don't remember how I started with her. I don't remember how I ended up with her. All I remember is that she accompanied me through the cardamom years. It was also because of meeting her that I changed my original self.

I didn't write her a love letter, I didn't confess to her, and I didn't say 'be my girlfriend' to her. I remember saying only three words to her, 'You're so annoying.' ’

When I said these three words, she was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses. She asked me what had offended me.

I looked at her and said seriously, "Because the teacher always compares you to me." ”

She looked at me and hit me mercilessly: "Who told you to be the one who dragged your feet." ”

When I was in junior high school, I was really dragging the class back. I am also the person who has the most headache for the division commander. Even in the eyes of the division commander, I can't support the wall with mud. What about me? I was going to be like this, to be a mud that can't hold up to the wall. In the third year of junior high school, we changed our homeroom teacher. The new homeroom teacher's surname is Wu, about twenty-seven years old, and he looks a little handsome.

I was already planning to break the jar. I don't know that this new homeroom teacher has the wrong brain, but he put me next to the honor student. It stands to reason that someone like me who is dragging his feet should be as far away from the pulpit as possible. The front row is the privilege of the top students, and the back is where we should be holding back.

In the words of Mr. Wu, the environment can change a person. When I have been exposed to it for a long time, it will develop in a better direction.

At that time, I was in a rebellious period. Every day, I always think about how to work against the teacher. The division commander shouted to me to go east, but I wanted to go west. The division commander said that I couldn't do this, so I wanted to do it. As long as the division commander has a headache and says that I am hopeless, I will applaud and high-five the victory.

At that time, she couldn't understand why she, an honor student, had to be at the same table as me, a lagging man. She also complained to the head teacher several times and applied for a change of place. But the head teacher always said, you have good grades, take this hopeless person with you!

On the first day I was at the same table, I had a cold war with her. Of course, there will be a 38th parallel. This line is our agreement, and we can't cross the line.

In her eyes, I was just mud and couldn't hold up the wall. In my eyes, she is a nerd, except for her grades, everything else is miserable. You don't want to be with me, and I don't want to deal with you yet.

I'm a dragger, so naturally I can't affect her studies. I went to the head teacher and said bitterly: "Teacher Wu, let me fend for myself!"

Teacher Wu said to me, "Yes, I'm just here to fend for you." ”

I was stunned for a long time, didn't come back to my senses, and asked, "If you want me to fend for myself, you should send me to the last row." You made me sit in the second row, next to an honor student, what the hell is going on. ”

"I don't want to do what you want. ”

"Why. ”

"You're a smart kid, don't make me give up on you. ”

This sentence from the head teacher is the funniest thing I have ever heard. I'm a smart kid, how could I be the third in every exam, the class ranking, but I have to count backwards.

I said, "Mr. Wu, you're out of sight." I'm just Adou who can't be helped. ”

"If you are self-aware, it means that you are not stupid. Teacher Wu began to educate me again, and said earnestly, "If you fly with the phoenix, you must be a handsome bird." Walking with tigers and wolves, they must be fierce beasts. How far you can go depends on you and who you walk with. ”

I saw that the change of position was fruitless, and I was educated and left in a huff.

She and I were in a stalemate in the Cold War for more than half a month, and we didn't say a word. One day, she asked me, "Why don't you be motivated?" ”

I replied, "You don't understand the sadness in your heart." ”

She said: "You should be glorious if you drag your feet, how can there be any sadness in your heart." ”

I replied lightly, "You don't understand it." It's better to be your honor student! My role is to foil you honor students. As the saying goes, flowers need green leaves. You make flowers, I make green leaves. ”

She pouted and asked, "Do you think the flowers are better, or the green leaves are better?" ”

Do you still need to think about this question? Who wants to be a green leaf if you can be a flower? I saw her ask a boring question, and I ignored her.

"Let's compete," she said. ”

I said, "I'm not interested." ”

"You won, I'll do your homework for you today. ”

As soon as I heard that someone was going to help me with my homework, I suddenly came to my senses and asked, "What is it better than?" ”

"You look better than the language. The results in all other subjects were terrible. ”

"Thank you, I don't need you to remind you. ”

"In order to avoid losing the victory, we will compete with the language. ”

Although the person in front of her is an honor student, it is because she has good grades in all subjects. However, in the Chinese subject, she is still three points behind me. I saw how self-conscious the other party was, willing to die, and didn't take her seriously.

She asked, "What if you lose?" ”

I said confidently, "I'm not going to lose." ”

"I lost, help you with your homework. If you lose, you have to get something to punish you, so it's fair. ”

"I'll lose, and you'll be left to your fate. ”

"You're a man, don't be fooled if you lose. ”

"A gentleman's words, the horse is difficult to chase. ”

"No, you write it with a pen. I'll lose, and you'll be left to the end. She provoked me and said, "Why, I'm scared." ”

I saw the other party's eyes and said, "I'll write it." ”

I wrote these words, handed them to her, signed them, and pressed a fingerprint, "Say it!" ”

She put away the note, "In order not to bully you." You find an article, and we write it as quickly as possible. Whoever writes more wins. ”

"I don't bully girls. I took out my language book, handed it to her, and asked her to choose.

"Wait for me. Ten minutes later, she appeared in front of me again, handing me two books, "We'll bet on any one of the books." ”

I lazily reached for the book and looked at it, "This is a high school textbook." ”

"Why, I'm afraid. She said in a tone of imperativeness.

"It's hard to say who killed the deer. ”

"We're going to dictate paragraphs to three minutes. Whoever writes more and gets it right wins the game. ”

"Lest you say I bully you, I'll let you have thirty seconds. ”

"No, I don't. Then she said, "I shouted one, two, three, and I turned to the same page." As for that page, you have the final say. ”

“66。 "I just gave a random number.

She shouted one, two, three, and we flipped to page 66 at the same time. When I opened the book, I saw Tao Yuanming's "Words of Return". In order not to lose to her, I riveted my energy.

Three minutes later, we closed the book at the same time and wrote silently in our notebooks.

Ten minutes later, we finished writing silently. To be fair, she looks at mine and I look at hers. To be honest, her handwriting is much better than mine. After checking it, I was surprised to find that she had written the article silently, and even the punctuation was correct.

When I saw the last sentence, I knew I had lost to her.

She asked, "Convincing or not." ”

I didn't speak, losing to her, it was really a loss of face for a man. I was also not someone who could not afford to lose, and asked, "How did you do it?" ”

She said, "Although I can't see ten lines at a glance, it's okay to see three lines at a glance." ”

"You won. I was completely defeated and asked, "Kill or chop, whatever you want." ”

She snorted and laughed, "I didn't expect you to be a man of his word." ”

"That's it. I said proudly, "How can a dignified man lose his trust in a woman." ”

"I defeated you in your strongest way. Are you, you should use my strongest way to defeat me? ”

"I don't accept it. When I heard this, my face sank. She's an honor student, and I'm a laggard. If I want to beat her, I'll just have to study. It's not the opposite of what I was meant to be.

She took out the piece of paper I signed and signed, "Whoever said it, if you lose, let me go." ”

"Okay, I agreed. "I love more seriously, and I must wash away the shame in blood. I'm going to tell her I'm going to prove myself in my own way.

At first, I just wanted to win her once. Gradually, I suddenly paid more attention to her. It turns out that honor students are not born, but also formed by hard work. I don't know what that feeling is. However, when I see her coming into contact with other members of the opposite sex, I feel unhappy.

Later, I found out that this is love.

Every time I tried it, I lost it. I worked hard for three months to win her once. In other people's words, I tried to compete with her, isn't this looking for abuse? I don't know why, I like the feeling of being 'abused'.

Although I lost every time I competed, the gap between me and her was slowly narrowing. For some reason, I looked at her and said, "She's not that annoying." ”

My first love began slowly.

I tried to catch up with her, but there was always a long gap. Gradually, I got out of the third-to-last place and entered the top 20.

The third year of junior high school is facing the high school entrance examination, which is also the path we will choose. One day, I saw her crying. I don't know why, but I don't ask.

Later, I learned from my classmates that because I was too close to her, the teacher saw her and mistakenly thought that we were in early love, and she was severely criticized.

I admit that I don't feel the same way about her as I do for the opposite sex. At that time, I also knew what it was like. Although I really want to be at the same table with her, go through the third year of junior high school together, and prepare for the high school entrance examination. But I found myself to be a big problem for her. It was also my reason that made her cry.

I know, it can't go on like this. What I am about to say will stop at my lips and my lips and hide them in the years. I don't want her to know how I feel about her. Perhaps, she didn't know that when I was in junior high school, I had a soft spot for her.

And I believe that she can also feel this feeling.

After class, I asked the class teacher to change positions. This time, the head teacher agreed. Since then, I haven't spoken a word to her, and I've been beaten back to the prototype. I could only look at her back from afar. Those youthful memories can only be hidden in the years.

Stopping at the lips and teeth, covering the years, this is the youth that I and she left in the cardamom years.