There used to be a sincere feeling, just like the first melting spring water is sincere, clear and beautiful. But because it was not cherished, it flowed through spring, summer, and into the ruthless winter, and was frozen in the vast sky.

For decades, Fei has had the same dream again and again, not his wife next to his pillow, not the scene in his eyes, but his personable self when he was young and her who is gone. Remorse and endless tears accompanied him through his youth and to the age of not being confused. A group of children have grown up in the noise, left the small dilapidated house, and found a new world of their own. In a blink of an eye, Fei slowly grew up, graduated from elementary school, and entered junior high school. Thirteen or fourteen-year-old Fei will no longer block other people's way at the door of his house, let alone sing "An old man Ding, owe me two pinballs......" Children at this age are changing their bodies and appearances, and they are slowly getting rid of their childishness. Boys are more masculine and handsome, and girls are more rounded and beautiful. Fei was born good-looking, and now he is more handsome and cooler. Straight figure, straight and shapely, a pair of bright eyes on a handsome face, extraordinarily energetic, charming dimples, like a smile but not a smile, full of temptation, the iconic parted head, clean and handsome, fashionable denim jacket, bell bottoms, shiny leather shoes, standing in a group of homespun shoes of students, like a dazzling beam, making everyone else lose color, it is difficult not to attract the attention of others. Soon after entering middle school, the aura of pride and self-confidence allowed Fei to quickly gain a firm foothold in the new environment and become the king sought after by many students. No matter when and where, the person who flies and the heart are as restless as his name. This kind of self-esteem has not weakened with age, and ordinary people and things cannot enter his lofty eyes.

Boys and girls in junior high school are at the same age as flowers. There are too many longings and yearnings and more pursuits and ideas. From a small gathering to a vast new world, there are a lot of unfamiliar faces around, and the thoughts born by many unfamiliar faces are more sensitive and rich, although elementary school to junior high school is only a short leap, but it seems that overnight, their hearts are instantly catalyzed by some kind of catalyst to mature rapidly, like a sleeping seed suddenly bursting out of the ground overnight. There wasn't much comparison before, and the simple thought was that leather shoes looked good, and cloth shoes could be worn. I can't wear a generous coat and clothes, and it's okay to sew them by hand, and now this kind of thinking has been shattered by the self-esteem that is gradually emerging in my heart in a strong environment. The people who stood in the class with their feet in homespun shoes, both boys and girls, tried their best to retract and shrink their feet, eager to hide their feet out of sight of others.

When they were in elementary school, boys and girls only gradually developed a sense of gender distinction. In junior high school, both boys and girls already have a vague sense of sexuality, and they begin to pay attention to the opposite sex around them, and they also care more about what the opposite sex thinks of themselves. Although rural children are poor, dirty, and have not seen much of the world, their curiosity, sensitivity and yearning for the opposite sex are a natural outpouring, and they are also an inevitable process of physical and mental development and gradual maturity. Which teenager is not in love, which girl is not pregnant. The wonderful feelings of the beginning of love have nothing to do with the times, the environment, and poverty and wealth.

The phenomenon of early love is widespread on middle school campuses, and it is even a bright thing, and the occurrence of this kind of thing cannot be stopped. Children with poor family conditions, whether boys or girls, also yearn for socializing with the opposite sex, but they are more restricted by objective conditions and are often ashamed to express themselves. Those with better conditions are often more advantageous, but of course this is not absolute. Fei is good-looking, has money at home, and can be cool, so it is naturally more popular with girls. Boys love to shake their hair in order to be cool. Fei also likes it, a shake of his head, a look back, so that countless girls behind him are relaxed and fascinated. The timid one looked at him secretly, the bold and the unashamed, blatantly swept over him with greedy eyes.

Fei never looks at the girls who he thinks are not in the stream. Each era has its own mainstream ideas and unique lifestyles. From feudalism to civilization, from conservatism to openness, it is not achieved overnight. In the era when there were no modern communication tools, boys and girls had to be more tactful and subtle in their way of love, and most of the ways of expression were to pour out their love to each other with paper and pen. Soon after Fei entered the school, there were girls in the same class, and even in the upper grades, they showed favor to Fei in various ways. There are those who secretly hand out notes, those who write love letters, those who fold all kinds of gadgets, and pass them to the flyer through various methods, and those who force things to be stuffed into the flyer's hand. There are good-looking girls, there are average-looking girls, but there are not too bad looks, they have self-knowledge, and they know in their hearts that flying is a dream-like person, and they can only watch from afar. Some of these girls Fei knew, and some of them walked in front of Fei He didn't know, but they were too self-inflicted, and every time they deliberately passed in front of Fei, they thought Fei was looking at her, blushed, and writhed away embarrassedly. But they don't know that they care about the Fei they like, and they don't know themselves at all.

Seeing these things flying, he never took it to heart, and even circulated some love letters to others, and he looked at those love letters and notes with a disdainful smile like reading a novel, and some of them were discarded in a corner or trash can that no one cared about. Those girls flew even more scoffing. There used to be two very good girls, one level higher than Fei, and the two had a crush on Fei at the same time, one of the girls was named Qian. Qian studied well in the class, but she was very silent, and few people could think of her except for the teacher. Qian has a reserved personality and few friends, and almost no one in the class has ever seen her talk to a boy. In the eyes of everyone, she is mediocre-looking, plainly dressed, and can even be said to be shabby, the kind of girl in the crowd who is not recognizable at all.

By chance, it was a sunny morning, Qian was quietly reading a book in a corner of the playground, and a group of boys were active in the playground by the basketball hoop, jumping up and down and competing to pitch the ball. Qian inadvertently looked up and saw Fei in a white sportswear in the crowd, with vigorous skills and heroic shooting movements, at that moment, Qian forgot the textbook she was studying, and let the breeze turn the pages of the book, and her warm eyes pursued Fei's figure, she was deeply attracted by Fei's handsome appearance, charming temperament, and the kind of foreign spirit that other boys did not have. Flying was like a ray of sunlight shooting defenselessly into Qian's frozen heart.