Everyone has a first love, green, ignorant, sweet, sad, years later will not forget, look back or remember deeply.
My first love happened in the second year of junior high school, he likes to play basketball, has a humorous personality, is very popular with girls, and is still a school hero (the big brother of junior high school). I was an excellent student with good grades and a teacher who liked me, but we came together when we didn't seem to match.
We sat back and forth, at that time, we were still very young, there was no mobile phone, and I would occasionally pass small notes in class, writing very simple words of life. After class, we will chat in the hallway, and after school, we will hold hands and go home together, and the first kiss was given to him, simple and beautiful.
Because of the decline in grades, early love was discovered by the teacher, the teacher told my parents, parents began to scold, in the evening self-study late back will ask this and that, gradually our emotions also went wrong, began a period of time without communication, every day to meet but some sad, for various reasons, the end of the summer vacation we broke up!
Broke up, in fact, really sad, like to like him, junior high school back to school, has been divided into classes, see him will really be heartache and helpless! I started writing a diary every day, and the diary recorded the pain of lost love! Later found out that he had a new girlfriend, the heart will still be sad, he so quickly left a relationship and started another, oh, boy! Writing and writing, the feelings slowly fade, time is a good medicine, healing all pain.
Now more than ten years have passed, looking back on this relationship, I still remember his QQ number, his name, his appearance... Although profound, it has long been a thing of the past! Time has passed, and I wish everyone a good time.