28, pink note

When a young girl encounters love, she must be flustered, because we don't understand love in our first love. ，

It's not the first time I've received this one, but I've received it countless times in high school.

At that time, there was no reaction, but I felt that it was good to have someone to love.

The notes, they all came quietly, and then I unfolded them, crumpled them, and threw them in the wastebasket, and that's it.

Those notes were everywhere, all the time, like a big joke, and I just laughed.

Sometimes those notes were inexplicably in my bag, and when I took out the books, they fell to the floor, and I picked them up and opened them, and there were all kinds of hot language in them, and I laughed at them.

Sometimes, those notes appear in books, they are carefully hidden, and when you find that page, the flat note jumps in front of your eyes, and the passionate language still makes you laugh.

Sometimes after lunch at noon, when I arrive at school and enter the classroom, a note will occasionally come out of the hole in the study desk, and the note is still numb, and I still smile when I glance at it.

Sometimes when you open the pencil case, what comes out is not a pen, but a delicate little note, and the words on the note are so immature that you have to laugh at it.

This kind of scene, from the third grade of junior high school, to the three years of high school, I don't know how many times, how many times I laughed because at that time, pure was a basin of water, and I didn't understand this emotion at all, not to mention that my energy was focused on studying. I'm a top student in my studies, and I'm like a log in this regard.

What's going on today? I am full of curiosity about these notes, first of all, I am happy in my heart, just half a month, and at the same time, in one day, I received 5 pink notes, what is the content inside? Where's this note? It was clearly a dream full of fantasy, in which they crossed and danced, flying with my thoughts, and I looked up and saw through the shadows of the trees, and the sun was full of colors, like a kaleidoscope, infinitely changing.

Then there was shyness, 17-year-old me, a young girl in the flower season, full of longing for the world, full of longing for the future, all the way, soaring, in this best university hall, chasing my literary ideals. As I grow older, stepping from one campus to another, there is no waste of time, no difficulties in life, only wonderful memories, only one on the victory, after the college entrance examination ladder, I have stood in the most ideal palace, if I encounter love again, if there is a romantic life footprint here, this is not a dream, then what other dreams?

Then there is the anxiety, 17 years of flower-like memories, make me proud, let me be proud of everything, this world is created for me, this beauty is for me, God created my beauty, God gave me wisdom, I met all the luck, lucky stars shrouded my 17 years of growth, never troubled, never frustrated, but full of happiness. Will you be so lucky today? What else will happen tomorrow? There are only leaves in the grove that are rattling, as if they are singing in my heart, colliding with my heart, full of unknowns, as if it is an unsolvable mystery, making me uneasy, making me have infinite imagination, looking at these 5 pink notes, wanting to open it, but afraid of disappointing myself.

Suddenly, my heart was full of timidity, and my heart was like a deer in my hand, slamming left and right, making my little heart beat non-stop, and two red clouds flew up to my side, my face was a little hot, and my mind was a little swollen. Just arrived in a new environment, college life has just begun, classmates do not know each other, just like the texts we learned in elementary school, ponies crossing the river, ponies without any life experience, standing by the river, do not know the depth of the river, asked this and that, it is best to ask his mother, mother told him that everything must be tried by himself, all the roads must be walked by himself, to know the depth of the river, only wading through the river to know. My mother was not by my side, but the truth has been left in my heart, the fairy tale story here, let my heart slowly calm down, fade the peach blossom red on the cheeks, soothe the fawn in my heart, press the wings of the flight of thoughts, as if no longer so nervous, no longer so shy, bring someone calm.

Look at this pink note of different shapes, no longer waste, but lying quietly in my hand, the pink of the note tells me that it is not a dream but a reality, this little secret, can not be told to anyone, including my best friend, only belongs to me, not to anyone. The key to unlocking these secrets is in my own hands, I want to be brave, not to be shy, not to be nervous, not to be timid, to use my own thinking, calmly face, calmly deal with all this, and depict my real life.

I opened a triangular note, a little boy's immature pen body met my eyes, at a glance this is a font that has not been practiced in calligraphy, just like a primary school student, crooked, no strong strokes, only a few soft words, although full of beautiful words, simple and sincere between these words, but still a little immature, just like his font, nothing unusual, nothing to move me, but full of the sincerity of the other party. Just like his folding, it is a geometric triangle, there are no accidents, as long as it is expected, there is no novelty, only a traditional confession, although it is bland and tasteless, but it also seems unpretentious. Through this text, it can be imagined that it is an ignorant youth, just like a glass of boiled water, although there is temperature, but there is no passion, there is no passion full of passion, just a kind of catharsis of love for me, there is no collision of hearts, there is no ideal crossing, there is no longing for life.

Open another one, with a quadrangular shape of wings, the shape is folded very exquisitely, stretched out, the font of Juanxiu is presented in front of my eyes, it is a short poem, let my heart move, and I have a common hobby, this is my preliminary judgment. The poems are beautifully written, short but concise. It reads:

You are a ray of autumn sunshine,

Quietly shining into my heart,

Your beautiful prose,

Every sentence is full of the light of wisdom,

Like in my life,

A lit lamp.

Be my life signpost,

Guide my itinerary.

Oh, a little talented, although it is a short poem, there are not so many fleshy words, but the words that show their hearts with art, they should communicate with him, maybe on the road of art, they can also explore together, they can be a friend, but they will not be lovers, they can only be fellow travelers in life. What I dare not compliment is that this short poem is too lacking in artistic imagination, lighting lamps, and coordinates of life, which is too general a metaphor, lacking artistic imagination, or lacking literary skills. I didn't see him as a courtship letter, but only as a literature lover's exchange, although there was a little fluctuation in my heart, but it didn't cause a spiritual impact, let alone that long ripple.

Then open a small pink paper crane, the folded shape is so mysterious, it seems that the other party is very attentive, and he is really a little fascinated by himself, an ignorant young man, so careful to sort out the shape of the note, shows how delicate and eager he is in his heart. Stretched out, the strong and powerful line of calligraphy, 4 lines of small characters, made my eyes shine:

You are like a red leaf swaying in the autumn wind,

Swaying in the sun,

Let me rejoice,

Intoxicates me.

Although a few short lines of poetry, there is no explicit confession, no straightforward telling, but through his feelings for the red leaves, he tactfully expressed his heart. Oh, a bit of an artistic cell, a good literary youth. Full of talent, very good at expression, you can learn from him well, and compare who we go higher and farther on the road of literature.

Open another one, this is a folded note of a letter, unpretentious, but neat, you can imagine that he is a very honest and honest person. Didn't put a lot of thought into the appearance, so what happened to his content? Oh, the content is also very bland, and it is also so chatty, expressing love, shortcomings and affection, and there is no flame of love burning.

The last note, a little crumpled, looks like he is very excited, maybe folded a few times, let's look at his contents, it's just a sentence:

From the ranks of military training, I saw you at a glance, which made my heart move, and I must pay attention to you.

These simple words seem so confident, so firm, and so goal-oriented. It seems that he is a very assertive person, what will be difficult in the future? You can discuss with him, you can be a fellow traveler in your career, you can rely on him as a big brother, this must be a very reliable person.

After reading these 5 notes, I was a little disappointed that it didn't make my heart move.

Is it because I already have him in my heart?