It takes a lot of things to grow up, and starting to write is a way and an attempt, and I hope that my shadow and my thoughts on life will be recorded in words. Inspiration flashes, thoughts flow and keyboards fly.

I usually wake up early, I don't like to sleep too much, maybe I just started school, and the hard days of high school haven't completely disappeared from my mind. Give the time to exercise in the morning. Temporary pleasure, mental and physical relaxation is found in exercise.

Maybe no one is as boring as I am. Instead of sleeping well in the morning, you do something that is annoying. I remember playing ball very early, a teacher poked out the pig's head from the window, a little rude, he roared, and let him not sleep, what are you doing so early! It's noisy. I was immediately frightened, and immediately took the ball and left, I was afraid of being targeted by him, thinking that it was impossible for him to get up and arrest people. But his lion's roar was really scary, and since then he has left a deep impression on me, in addition to roaring, he will also scare people.

I am a young man, with strong blood, playing ball, getting up early to exercise, and I don't want to mention the things that are boring. I'm always looking for trouble. Anyway, half an hour has passed, and the exercise is over. My body suddenly warmed up, and my hair began to sweat.

In the morning, when the air is fresh and the time is good for exercise, I will play basketball for half an hour, and the meal time is less than two minutes, and it is not because I gobble it up so fast, but I eat less, and then I am dumbfounded, I don't know how the time is spent? Fortunately, there are penguins with you (Tencent QQ), which is a kind of spiritual sustenance. I don't understand whether it's the complexity of the Internet or the reverie of youth?

I don't know if it's good or bad, it's hard to determine for a while, looking at the long-term goal and what I'm doing at the moment, it's far from it, in order to learn knowledge, I give up a lot of things, I miss my sister, "The Only Memory", her long fluttering hair, sweet smile, care for home, try to let myself learn to forget these, just think about her when I write quietly, think about her eyes. Looking at everything in front of him is still the same, the person who wants to forget still can't forget that there is love and family affection in his emotional world. There is pursuit to succeed. Such dedication is not the whole of life. After all, there are so many things to do, so many that I can't guess myself, and the messy thoughts still spread in the depths of my mind.

Seeing her is a poison, and not seeing her is too. Because of her, I have a lot of thoughts and floats. Beautiful encounters are always short-lived, there have been too many sinking, grievances, ordinary people can't think of their future, that's just a kind of luxury.

When I don't see her, I like to play ball to release some emotions, and when I am exercising, I don't think about anything.

It's simple, just make the body sweat constantly, and then get tired and fall on the concrete floor.

Shoot hard, slide through the air, hit the rebound, and occasionally miss the board. Sometimes it's too far away and falls short.

Sometimes I want to shoot three points, it's too risky.

It's better not to be impulsive.

I'm afraid to push too hard and smash the glass of the billboard.

She is also a sports-loving person, with a good figure, which is inseparable from regular exercise.

I care about her very much, and it is a habit to observe her.

I'm a person who can't even guess myself, and when I talk about others, I will also have subjective biases.

She, Chen Hua. I rarely mention her name.

Because I only use her instead, it is also a narrow space where no other "she" exists.

Maybe that's the poison of love.

There is a shih hiff in the eyes of my lover, but I am "poisoned" by her.

The space is constantly expanding, and life is starting to be lonely.

Thinking and falling in love too much will only hurt you.

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She was always so happy and engaged in physical education class.

It's hard to imagine a girl with this passion.

A love and dedication to sports.

And I, too, like sunny, lively, athletic cells.

The same hobby is not just a coincidence.

This is all speculation......

In the face of her, I have a lot of thoughts of my own and want to say "......" to her.

A lot of words come together, and you don't know what to say.

It's really just a few words that want to be said and stopped.

The time is not yet ripe.

I haven't stopped in the spinning world, and I'm still the same. It's just an attachment.

A litany of questions.

A litany of uneasiness.

A series of musings.

You shouldn't change yourself too much.

"Okay! Huang Rong. Get up so early to play! ”

When I looked back, I thought it was her. Unfortunately not. A bit of a loss.

"Yes! You're also early, go out for a run? ”

I hugged the ball around my waist. She was seen wearing sweatpants. Brand new running shoes.

"I'm here to get some fresh air, and a morning workout is good for your body, isn't it?" The same smile as Chen Hua.

Thinking of another person in front of her, I really don't know what's wrong with me.

"yes, so I play a lot and exercise."

I looked around, the hairpins covered her hair, and I saw the earrings that were shining in her ears.

She is Li Su, Chen Hua's good friend.

She didn't care about my cold expression.

Except for the normal expression of laughing, we just don't speak.

After all, she is a good friend of Chen Hua and knows that I have a good impression of Chen Hua.

I really want to know more about Chen Hua through her.

Close to Li Su, that's what I aimed.

Sadly, I have changed, I have lost my soul, I have lost myself.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

"You have to be brave."

"What?"

"Want to chase Chen Hua? Isn't it? ”