First love is a small thing

The matter of first love, now brought up, feels very far away, and seems to be very close...

Unconsciously, it has been thirty-five, and it is said that I first fell in love with this matter, about twenty years ago, and it is naturally very far away.

Fifteen or sixteen years old, ignorant age, it is the time of the sprint to take the exam, the pressure of the students is also very large, and there are many ways to find decompression, so, in an instant, the class is popular to find pen pals of the opposite sex, like me "activists", naturally no exception.

Probably because in the class or even in the school, the grades are still good, proposed to write letters to the girls in the class, should be most of them will not refuse, maybe it is my wishful thinking, so there is a fixed object to talk about some things, I think it is also very good, over time, I can't help but feel that maybe maybe this is the first love...

All this is probably due to the end of the middle school entrance examination, although I did not play ideally, or was admitted to high school, she did not, chose to repeat, just like this, I thought it was over...

However, when I was in my third year of high school, I happened to meet her, still in a building, every time I came home from the city, I would be with her, she almost never refused, I thought there was a drama again, and finally the college entrance examination nailed me to the column of shame again...

After the college entrance examination, we did not go to the same university as originally said, we did not have ideal exams, she chose this city, I went to another city, although I also occasionally contacted during college, after all, there was no achievement...

Until the summer vacation of my junior year, when I met her at the station, I caught a glimpse of the ring on the finger of her right hand and knew that it was all over...

Although not perfect, I have had...