I met her by chance. She was a girl from our village, and her home was very close to one of my junior high school classmates. So sometimes she plays with my classmates, and I do. Slowly, we got to know each other. Of course, I knew each other from a village before, but I didn't say hello when we met. She is an optimistic, straightforward, confident girl, sometimes a little rude, but brings a smile to people, a girl who is always worried about her height, bent on getting taller, but can't see real action. She's very human, and if you want to force her to do something, there's no door. She had big watery eyes, short black shiny hair, and neat teeth. Slowly we became familiar with each other, and there was a popular chatting together, and sometimes the two of us chatted together. I remember that the boys and girls in the countryside there like to walk the so-called streets. The so-called street shopping refers to the beginning of a walk on the road with several girls or a few boys walking on the road together. Later, it evolved into a few girls chatting and walking with a few boys on the road. She's a girl with a very strong personality.,Unless she has a crush on a boy.,Can't afford to make jokes about the relationship between men and women.。 On summer nights, look up at the starry sky, and the stars blink mystical eyes and pose in various shapes. The constellation of Lyra resembles the harp, an ancient musical instrument, and when you see it, you feel like you have heard simple and elegant music; The side of the constellation Aquila resembles an eagle, which flapps its wide wings as if soaring; The Pegasus constellation is like a galloping horse; There are also swan signs, virgo signs, shepherd signs...... Ah, I can't count them! The stars are reflected on the surface of the river, and when the breeze blows, the water ripples like fish scales. The light of the stars spreads out, and the surface of the river is like a layer of broken gold, which is very beautiful! I suddenly remembered a poem: "The slight breeze and the waves are scattered as a river full of stars." "This is really a true portrayal of the eyes! Summer nights are always so intoxicating, and the dark sky is full of shining stars, which is particularly dazzling. A bright moon hung high in the air, and the faint light was like a light veil, fluttering and sprinkling, reflected on the surface of the river, like sprinkled with a layer of broken silver, shining brightly. The wind of the summer night is exciting, blowing slowly, exceptionally fresh and cool. The frogs hiding in the grass also began to be presumptuous, "croaking" non-stop, and the cicadas clinging to the trunks did not admit defeat, "knowingly" calling; I don't know when the fireflies also flew out to enjoy the shade, flashing on the trees, which is very beautiful. That night, I didn't walk with them and them on the road as I had done before. After all, I have been at home for more than a month, and I haven't found a job yet, so I'm really in a bad mood. It was late and I was walking alone on the road. While walking on the road, I ran into her, and she was also alone. "Why, it's just you." I say. "Yes." She replied with her head bowed. From that moment I saw the girl's shyness and uneasiness. "It's so late, you're alone, you're not afraid, let's go, let's go back together." "You go first, others won't see it well." It is true that in the countryside, and it is so late, a boy walks with a girl, and even if there is nothing wrong, others will say that there is something. Seriously, at the time, I didn't think about what would happen to the two of us, not to mention, we had the same last name. In fact, we have no relatives or blood relations. But in the countryside, this must not happen. "It's late now, and no one has seen it, and even if it does, it's nothing, so let's go together." And just like that, we went back to the village together. It is true that I didn't run into anyone on the road. Her house was on the side of the road, and soon it was at her doorstep, and then she went back. Even though we didn't say anything when we walked together, I always felt like something was going to happen. I came home that night and lay in bed with her in my head. Later in the evening, when we were walking down the road together, I was a little afraid to see her, but I wanted to see her. Later, I seldom walked with them on the road, and I found that she rarely walked either. I thought of all kinds of ways to get in touch with her more opportunities, and of course I could feel that at least she had a good impression of me. At that time, there was no running water in the countryside, so washing clothes and washing rice had to go to the edge of the river. She used to go to the river near her house, but now she goes to the river near my house. Every time she passed near my house, she was always in a hurry, but when she was by the river, it was long. I'll find all sorts of reasons to go to the river and try to spend as much time as I can.

"You don't seem to be walking down the road with them lately." I said with a smile.

"The same goes for you."

From her answer, you can tell that she is also paying attention to me. Hahahaha...... A few days later, I met her at my doorstep, and I said, "Let's go for a walk together in the evening."

"What time is it?"

"8 p.m."

"Nope." "Let's be later, then." Later, I realized that because it was too early, I was afraid that others would see it.

I didn't go out until 22 o'clock that night. My family usually told me to come back before 22:00, and I was never allowed to go out at 22:00. Actually, it wasn't that I made an appointment with her so late, but based on our previous experience of walking on the road, at 10 o'clock in the evening, there was basically no one on the road. I was very upset at home. I can't stay at home at all. I waited for my parents to fall asleep, and I knocked on the door to open it, but the door would make a sound, so I didn't dare to open the door again. I'm afraid that if I wake up my parents too loudly, they will talk about me, and they won't let me go out so late. So I poured water on the door, so that there would be no sound when it was opened. Then quietly walk out on your own. I quickly walked to her neighborhood and saw that the light was still on in her window. I deliberately whistled so that she could hear it, so that she would know that I was walking on the road and that I was waiting for her to appear. Soon I waited for her on the road. We talked until about two o'clock in the morning that day. Then, we came back together, and when we were almost at the entrance of the village, when we were almost at the door of her house, I remembered that she leaned against the wall and said, "I'm a little tired, you go back first, I'll go back to sleep immediately, it's too late today, I can't do it next time." "I was reluctant to leave, because I didn't know if I would be able to come out tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, or someday, and even if I did, would she be able to come out. I didn't wait for her to react, I walked up, put my hands on her head, and kissed her. Instantaneous time. I'm afraid she'll be upset, I'm afraid she'll get angry, I'm afraid she'll scold me. By the time I tried to kiss her again, she pushed me away. "Don't do that, okay." "Besides, we can't be together." Tears welled up in her eyes as she walked towards the back door of her house......

For the next few days, I was a little distraught and didn't see her at all, and although the light in her room was on, she never came out. The back door I had been waiting for for a long time never opened. One night it was raining lightly, and I walked back and forth several times on the road in front of her house, and no matter how loud my whistle was, she still didn't come out. Even the lights were turned off, and I dragged my heavy steps home several times in despair.

The sky was clear, the breeze was blowing, so soft, thinking about the feeling of kissing you that time, I smiled, just because I was thinking about you. Although I haven't seen you and spoken for a long time, I always want to distinguish you when I walk in the bustling crowd. I'm still thinking about the nights we've spent together, and it's amazing to think of you inadvertently. This kind of emotion between friendship and love always haunts me, and sometimes I want to make this feeling only one side of my lovesickness, and experience the artistic conception of this faint poetry like a foggy lotus alone. One afternoon I went to play with a classmate near her house and ran into her, who was chatting with my classmate's sister. She deliberately avoided her gaze, but I also knew the helplessness in her heart. In fact, we all know that it is a love that has no result. I played and sang "Who's Knocking on My Window" on my guitar that afternoon.

Who's banging on my window

Who's tickling the strings

That forgotten time

Gradually, it came back up to my heart

Memories of the joyous scene

Slowly came to my mind

Forgotten time

The light rain that fell slowly

Keep banging on my window

Only the silent me

Think back to the past from time to time

......

I walked on the road every day, as always, and still walked past her door whistling. One day, late in the evening, as I walked past her door, I looked back to see that her window light was still on. I waited a little longer, for her to open the back door, for her to come out of the back door. I was walking alone on the road. As the night deepened, the moon climbed into the night sky, weaving a new white garment from the bright moonlight to the earth, making the scenery by the lake even more charming. I sat on the soft turquoise grass and looked into the distance, and after a while, it rose a little more, and just like that, it became brighter with each point of rise. But those faint clouds kept drifting around it. Flocks of birds stopped on the branches, folded their wings, and snoozed. A few lively and cute bunnies got tired of playing and got into the rabbit hole, ready to sleep beautifully. I couldn't help but stand up and take a stride forward, the night sky turning from a deep purple to black. In the darkness of the night, I saw her figure coming towards me. She finally came back to me again. In the days to come, we were left in the countryside and beside the big trees. From that night onwards, we had been together almost every night, sometimes for half an hour or so, sometimes for hours. I remember one night, it was raining, and she thought I wouldn't come out, but I did. And it's raining so hard that we can't walk on the road together in such a heavy rain. I crept over to her window and knocked lightly on hers. She pushed open the window and looked at me in horror. At the same time, because there are a lot of small trees by the window, I can't use my umbrella either. As a result, I got wet all over. She gently opened the back door, and I sneaked in and quickly slipped into her room. It was the first time I went into her room and her room was small but very clean. A fresh smell hits your face. You can smell that this is not the smell of air fresheners, but a natural, fresh smell. The windows of his room are bright and clean, and there is not a trace of clutter. It's clean and unbelievable. White curtains, small blue flowers or plaid curtains, the curtains are a little larger, more pleated together, and the bedside background is framed with pale blue and pink gauze piled up in the form of roses. She brought out a clean towel and wiped my rain-soaked hair and face. We didn't dare to speak loudly in the room because her grandfather lived next door. If you let them know, the consequences can be dire. I sat in her room for more than an hour before I left. For more than an hour, we did not dare to speak, at least loudly.

After a while, I often went to her room to play, and once I went more often, and at the same time I couldn't control my voice. Her grandfather heard it. We had a good chat in the room when suddenly, her grandfather pushed the door open. Saw me in her granddaughter's room.

"You are a man and a woman in the room, what kind of body have you become, and besides, you two have the same surname. If you don't leave, I'll come to your house tomorrow and say." "I was so frightened that I slipped away. That's right, a man and a woman are so late, and they close the door together, even if it's okay, others will say it's okay when they see it. For the next few days, her grandfather wouldn't let her go out at night, not to mention that I couldn't go into her room at all. I wandered the road every day, whistling once a day, and again. Actually, I like her too, and she likes me, but we also know that we can't be together. At that time, the two of us could not break through the constraints of feudal meaning. Because it's not just a matter for the two of us, it's a matter for two families, it's a matter for the whole family. Once, during the day, I ran into her, and before I could open my mouth, her tears were already flowing. She is a very strong girl and will not shed tears lightly. For the next few months, no one in her family would let her out, and we rarely had the opportunity to see each other. And I heard that many matchmakers came to her house to say goodbye, although she began to refuse again and again. But I couldn't resist the pressure of my family, and slowly and reluctantly agreed. The night before her wedding, I met her on the road, and it was the last time she was with me. My whole gaze was on her face, and I felt my heartbeat remind myself that I had taken your heart, that I had taken your soul, but I could not take your body......

To love and not to love

is the most painful wandering

Superficial not love

But I still look forward to it

Hello I miss you

I feel helpless when I think of you

Even if you fail, don't hurt again

Existence or non-existence

It's no longer important to wait

Sweep away the gloom

It's time to arrange for yourself

The person who bullies you makes him go to the scoundrel

......