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What is gone, no matter how much you think about it, will not come back. Alive, you are still looking forward to tomorrow......

Crush, waiting, no result.

I have a crush on girls that can be traced back to elementary school, and the innocence at that time makes me a little envious now, but at that time it seems that I have laid the foundation for the lack of courage in the future.

I liked it, but I didn't dare to tell her. Approaching in every possible way, I just hope to get a smile back. In the huge classroom, I feel that her every move is related to herself, and every smile and smile is in her mind. The performance is extremely exaggerated, but the love in my heart is too late to tell her.

As the years passed, the separation was already predestined, and I don't know where that innocent love was taken. Occasionally, it is just a different kind of strangeness, and the vague face outline depicts ignorant love.

I don't know when I have a definition of love, but I just think I like it shallowly, but I can let myself stay up all night waiting for a reply to a message.

A good night, as if I saw the sea vow, the old white head, and her smile in her sleep. However, everything is a joke, and now each other is like strangers.

This is a sad story, but I was so willing to be hurt and longed for an impossible love, which seems to be a joke that has been doomed.

Sometimes it's really hard to say "love you" in person. After all, they are all young themselves, and their youth is wrapped in what they think. Afraid of rejection, he also knows that the title of the frog prince is limited to fairy tales. It's amazing that there is such a thing as a crush in the world.

This kind of love is like grass, hidden in the deep mountains, lush, but no one knows it. Looking at her quietly not far away, I couldn't touch it, I couldn't touch it...... Time and space are like nothingness in front of her eyes, because the wheat field that has long planted her in her heart is a place that belongs to her.

You can recite your phone number backwards, or you can draw your name clearly on a piece of paper. But there is still no result, this is the loneliness of the crush, which will always belong to one person.

The writing is a bit messy, maybe love itself is messy, because at the moment my heart is contradictory. One second the thought is identified as ignorance in the next second, and he will always be like a child in front of love.

But even if it's a stupid child, he has the one he cares about the most. Because he believes that a lover will eventually become a family, he can love someone for a long time, such as three years.

You may say that in the face of love in the dry sea, three years is nothing. But when they were students, three years was a cycle, and if they boarded a train in a different direction after three years, then the three years would be all.

At the beginning of three years, separated from each other, he missed her, and seemed to see in her the definition of love he had given, and he didn't want to miss it, let alone give up. So, a year later, he transferred to another school.

It sounds dramatic, and it seems that every boy who transfers for love can marry the Snow White in his heart. But what's even more dramatic is that studying hard has become a reason to refuse all confessions, and in two years, he has been able to do something for her.

After two years, both of them can go to the city they want to go. I remember one night, he and she went to eat delicious food and walked together......

After that night, he learned that the phrase "a lover eventually becomes a family" was said to two lovers, but there was always only herself who was affectionate, and she hoped that she was an outsider in this love game.

I've loved for three years and chased for two years. He made a vow that he would not have love for two years, and I wonder if he ever did it later.

Now that he and her are in two different cities, it is impossible for him to transfer schools for her, and everything seems to have passed plainly. One day, when he saw a handsome boy in her photo album, he knew that it was really over. At that moment, he understood that his real liking was to hope that she could live a better life, and he was helpless to think about her no longer thinking about her, but he still couldn't help but send her smiling greetings on days that he couldn't forget.

Although, there was no reply to these later......

Thinking of what he had done for her, he still fantasized about one day being able to take her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Finally waiting for you, fortunately I didn't give up." ”

Without connection, like a kite with a broken string, her smiling face has long been invisible on the other side of the sky. In this way, I saw her smile every day, and it became a joke again.

How helpless, only to blame him for not loving deeply enough, or not having the courage? But who knows, he has done everything he can. has always regarded her as a princess of the city, knowing that she is not a prince, and she is willing to be a knight by her side.

I remembered a long time ago, when he said, "The prince likes Cinderella, so leave the princess to me." Now that I think about it, it's ridiculous. Only he can understand his injuries......

Moreover, she once said to him, "One heart is sunny, not afraid of sadness." ”

Maybe she herself has long forgotten.

Every time I think about it aimlessly, it is an unsolvable fate. I want to use something to pay tribute to this past past, but he just can't forget it, it turns out that it is not only fairy tales that deceive people, but also reality.

Remember, forget the past. But the best thing to forget is not to remember.

She is a love song that turns a thousand times, but the person who can appreciate it is not him. With an oar, an ark, a sail, a singing voice, and thinking of her from afar, it is a flower that cannot bloom in a lifetime.

She had been like beautiful fireworks in his sky, but it was only for a moment, and he didn't have the courage to think about eternity. When the smoke and flames were gone, he found only one piece of fragmentation in the ruins.

In this way, a territory of longing, a starting point for releasing memories, plundering by himself, occupying by himself, he, raising his footsteps, has been reluctant to leave.

Some words are sentimental and heartless, and some are even more so. Make your own promises, and for the living, you are still looking forward to tomorrow. The helplessness of fate, he and her life wheel have no intersection, at the same time, in different spaces, each other's selves, only he is alone.

Zhang Ailing said, "To love someone is to be humble to the dust, and then blossom." "Love is selfless and selfish. The love that others seem to be beautiful, but the person who has loved it is always cheap.

Once, there was a sincere love in front of me, I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it, and there is nothing more painful in the world than this......

If Heaven could give me a chance to do it all over again, I would say three words to that girl: "I love you." ”

Single-minded, not afraid of sadness.

To be continued......

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