Watching everyone discuss their favorite people in the group, love, suddenly I also have a little feeling, I want to write something, don't mind, I don't like to skip directly, hehe.

In other words, the word love was seen from the TV series.

The previous TV series was not as open as it is now, hugging and kissing, the lights gradually dimmed, and then the subtitles showed that a few months later, the heroine was pregnant.

Oh, can only people who love each other get married? Will kissing you get pregnant? Well, I'm going to find someone to love in the future, and I've had that idea since I was a child.

I still remember when I was a child, I took two benches and seesaws with my peers in elementary school, accidentally turned over, and the small mouths of the two people touched them, and I was inexplicably panicked for several days, and I was thinking about whether the same table would be pregnant, how to tell my family, I made the same table pregnant, and I didn't dare to talk to the same table for a few days, and every time I had to block my eyes with my little hands, quietly opened the small slit with both hands, and observed the stomach of the same table, as soon as she turned her head, she blushed and straightened up and turned her body to the other side.

When I grew up later, I realized that it is not so simple between men and women, not that two people like it and are always happy, nor are two people holding hands and touching their mouths, and they will get pregnant, the adult world is not so simple, there are sub-questions, and there are propositions.

Like is a very magical and subtle reaction, just like the beautiful class leader who everyone likes to dress up in white and clean in elementary school, with two pigtails and a pink sports coat against the backdrop of his fair skin.

So every time I measure my height, it is when I am the most stubborn. The class leader walked up to 141, walked up by himself, listened to the teacher say 139, and always begged the teacher to re-measure, so he put on his shoes loosely, secretly padded his feet, stood his hair up, and jumped up with his chest up.

But these little tricks are always seen through by the teacher at a glance, and the ruler is firmly pressed on his head, 139.5, count you kid 140.

Teacher, I didn't eat enough today, my body shrunk, I don't believe you touched my stomach, in fact, I'm 141, you have a small amount.

Don't make a fuss, go back. At that time, I vaguely remembered a lot of "love rivals" around me, but a few years later, I didn't have the original feeling, and I thought it was just everyone's instinctive envy and instinctive approach to the beautiful girl, very naïve but indeed very beautiful. (Some of the low-quality people in the group are showing off their height again, and they dislike their faces.) ）

I still remember that when I wanted to fall in love, it was high school, and the high school students at this time happened to be in the rebellious period, with strong hormone secretion, and they talked about girls like a calf, and their eyes were red as if they were congested, and I was naturally no exception. I had serious conflicts with my parents, and I was even more rebellious. I am free-range all the year round, and my parents suddenly come back to take care of me for me, which is really unacceptable, and that sense of bondage, even love, is breathless.

I always like to learn from others to pretend to be chic and pretend to be literary and artistic, and to be in the limelight. Even the QQ screen name is a different kind of non-mainstream, for Yi to be haggard, dreams without a trace of tears, QQ signature is needless to say, although it is not that if you break her wings, I will destroy your entire heaven, but it is not far away.

I don't know how you define the definition of first love, some people think that the first time they fall in love is the first love, and some people like someone for the first time, and they care about it silently and give. I'm the latter, and I used to like a girl, of course, it's different from elementary and junior high school, it's just a feeling.

Just like one afternoon, the scorching sun, you and your friends found a quiet place by the lake, the shade of the trees, the cool breeze, gently blowing, so comfortable, misty eyes.

A burst of fragrance wafted by, a girl swept in front of your eyes, holding an ear of wheat in both hands, a neat ponytail, red and tender skin, fine sweat, wearing a white cap, white sneakers, white coat, silver bell-like laughter sprinkled on every corner of the grass, refreshing, you dare not approach, for fear of disturbing such a harmonious scene, even the sun seems to be softer, gently brushing the lakeside.

On that day, the green grass and blue sky, the scorching sun and the breeze, and a girl who did not know her appearance, like a painting into my heart, I don't remember what the girl looked like, I only remember that it was very beautiful, in fact, it was not the person who moved, but the sunlight at that angle, the breeze of that temperature, and the girl in white who happened to appear at that time was in line with the beautiful imagination in my heart.

Therefore, the relationship between people does not need to be so close, those hazy feelings are worth recalling in the heart, otherwise if you force it, it will only destroy the only remaining beauty in your heart, and the appropriate distance will make people feel beautiful, and unveiling may not be as beautiful as you think.

Oh, it seems to have gone astray, I was going to say something, but I forgot, I'll see you next time