At the venue of the school sports meeting, while watching the game, I accidentally glanced at the team in the next class. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info saw a girl with a small and delicate figure and two brushes tied in the back of her head. My heart suddenly "thumped", and a strange feeling passed through my heart. However, all I saw at the time was the girl's back, and I didn't even know what she looked like.

At the end of the school sports meeting, the whole team of each class came to sit in front of the rostrum, and I found that the girl was sitting in the same row as me, less than half a meter away. To my delight, the girl was looking me up and down with a curious gaze.

This happened in my first semester of high school. Since then, I have noticed that there is a girl in the adjacent class who is connected to our classroom and is full of energy and bouncing all day. Shortly after the school sports day, I was returning to the classroom from the playground during recess one day and happened to see the girl standing at the door of their class. It seems to be a very accidental that the two of us met each other, but they did not separate for more than ten seconds. In the days that followed, it turned out that such "accidental" situations often occurred. At an age when children are just beginning to understand, this is undoubtedly an exciting and curious thing. So, every day after class, I hurried to the playground. In the chaos of people, search for that energetic figure and feel the "mysterious accident". Every time, it was a "miraculous" wish. As the days went by, if I didn't look at the girl a few times a day, my heart would be empty, as if I had lost something.

Later, I don't have to explain it by "accident" anymore. Because I was absolutely sure that there was a subtle telepathy between me and that girl. All of this is an intentional act of our attention and communication with each other.

I established a wordless tacit understanding with the girl. We look from the first year of high school to the second year of high school, and from the second year of high school to the third year of high school. Sometimes, we stumble upon a certain turn. That's when we quickly lower our eyes and pass by. It's like two strangers who don't know each other. But when we keep a certain distance, we will be like lovers in love, staring infatuately.

I remember in the second year of high school, there was a meeting of all teachers and students in the playground. Our two classes were next to each other, and she and I sat in the same row as each other, just a few feet apart. Neither of us could suppress the desire in our hearts, squinting our eyes to secretly look at each other. I was nervous in my heart, and the moment I looked at each other, I only received her hot gaze, but I didn't see her face clearly. I still can't tell what kind of expression she looks on when her eyes meet.

At that time, it was already the golden autumn season, and Liu Meier was blown by the autumn wind, like snowflakes flying all over the sky. Occasionally, when a willow eyebrow landed on my shirt, her thin voice would come over: "Ahhh

Whether she wished to talk to me at the time is unknown. Judging from her behavior, there should be. To the extent that we are well acquainted, it is entirely possible to have some substantive contacts. I didn't have that idea at all. I set the date for us to start dating after graduating from high school. During my time at school, I was willing to maintain this state of mutual affection and tacit agreement with her. Why? I couldn't tell at the time. Now it seems that I didn't dare at the time. Because at that time we were not very mature, and we could not grasp the emotional problem. If we have to make some substantive contact, not only will it completely ruin the good feeling we have, but it will also cause harm to both of us. Some of the stories of early love that I heard from my classmates later proved this. They were bolder than me, and had a lot of substantive contact, but the ending was mostly a sad past. I was secretly glad that my tacit plan was a clever one.

The most memorable moment of our experience was in the second semester of our senior year. One day, during extracurricular activities, I went shopping with a classmate on the street. We walked into a shop not far from the school. Just as I was standing at the counter, waiting for the salesperson. Suddenly, I was squeezed from behind. The visitor's chest touched my back, and his knees rested on my legs. I felt very strange, there was no one next to me, and someone who came could have stood in front of the counter, so why squeeze behind me? I looked back, and all I felt in my chest was a "bang" like a drum, it was her!

She also came to buy things, and she was accompanied by classmates. This is more about creating an obstacle to our conversation, rather than an excuse for not talking. If it was just the two of us, I really doubt I would have been able to handle it. But that didn't stop me from craving to get in touch with her. I stretched out my right hand on the counter, and she immediately understood, leaning down as if to look at the array of goods on the counter, but her left upper arm pressed against my hand. It wasn't until the salesperson came over that she straightened up and said what she was buying. What to do next, I don't know. So he didn't bother to buy anything, so he hurriedly pulled his classmates and escaped from the store.

Leaving her, I was excited to have such a chance "affair" again. On the way back to school, my steps were brisk, and I intuitively felt that I was about to fly.

After returning to school, I wrote a poem to express my excitement. Now I only remember the last four sentences: Fortunately, I don't need permanent expectations, and the best time of my dreams is not far away, when we step out of this closed door, that is our new beginning!

Just a month before the college entrance examination, I wrote to ask her to come out and meet. Now that I think about it, it really didn't come at the right time. This proves once again that I don't grasp emotional issues yet. In the face of the huge pressure of the college entrance examination, who is still in the mood to fall in love. At that time, homework was very intense, and extracurricular activities were often occupied. But the two of us still look at each other every day. Every time she saw it, she would take the initiative to approach and stand a certain distance away from me. After making eye contact with me, he hurried back to the classroom. I guess it didn't seem like it was about keeping this behavior going for her to satisfy her own emotional needs. It seems to be more to comfort me, afraid that I will be affected by her snub and ruined my emotions, which will affect my college entrance examination results.

At this time, I asked her out, and of course she would not come out. And I didn't put myself in her shoes and thought that she didn't care about me. So, I flatly wrote to say that I was also very free and easy, and I didn't care. In fact, the letter expresses my love for her. Because a letter of renunciation was densely written, as many as five or six pages. But in order to show my free and easy, what I said was all the opposite.

Her reply was even more desperate, asking me, "Who are you, and how come I don't know you?"

And so the matter finally ended irretrievably. Even though I didn't believe we were done with it at the time, it was really how we ended up. After stepping out of the middle school gate, I never saw her again. Although she "rejected" me, I have not forgotten her and my emotional experience for many years. I wondered why she had such an unforgettable power for me.

It seems that her behavior back then was still very naïve, but after all, she is the footprint of life left behind me, and here is a record of the pursuits and dreams I once had, as well as the wonderful feelings that youth gave me. It is precisely because of such memories that we feel that life is so beautiful. Sadly, however, it's all gone.