I don't have a good memory, I've forgotten your name, but I'll never forget that in that summer, there was a kind and beautiful little sister who tied a handkerchief to my shabby bicycle with one of her handkerchiefs...
I remember when we were both very young, you and I were in the fifth grade of elementary school, we were in the same class, you were my classmate, I was unremarkable, even a little obscure.
I remember that spring, I somehow shaved my head, and the moment I walked into the classroom, the whole class was laughing at me, and you, just looked at me quietly, ignored everyone, stared at me and sat in my seat, and then you started to open the textbook and start reading. But I didn't know that you were secretly paying attention to me. You should be a year or two older than me, it's been too long, and I can't remember what my classmates looked like for a long time, because I was a transfer student, and I just arrived. I don't remember what your name was, but it should have been from that moment that I had a slight impression of you.
Later, we were going to Dalaidian Town for the entrance examination, and at that time, the road had not yet been repaired, and a group of our children rode their bicycles from the school, and the dust was flying along the way, and they seemed to have to leave for the town. I was riding a broken bicycle, and I was also happy, who knew that halfway through, the car was broken, the fork of the rear wheel bearing was broken, and I had to stop to check it out. I saw that the fork was broken, and there was no place to repair it, and I had to take the exam in the afternoon, and I sweated on my head in an instant, what to do? At my anxious moment, the girls in the back have arrived, and one of them is you, you see me, get out of the car to help me without saying a word, you let the others go first, don't delay the time. You came to the near front to see, tried, the iron fork broke, pressed to the top or not, just left and opened again, and then you suddenly thought of something, took your little handkerchief from your pocket, took it to tie the fork, I said can this work? You ignored me, and then tied, and you strained and tied your clean flower handkerchief to my bike. The car can go, you smile happily, and we ride together to the first middle school in the town. Along the way, I was very happy, I felt that you were so sunny and beautiful, the summer wind was so cool, I followed behind you, looking at your long flowing hair, sometimes walking side by side, looking at your pure smile, that moment, forever left in my good memories.
Since then, I have had a special affection for you, and I think that kind of feeling should be like, or it can be said to be ignorant love. I don't remember if I ever gave it to you, but in the end it was still in my hand, and I took it as a souvenir you left for me, and it has been kept for many years. Later, when our hometown demolished the house, your handkerchief didn't know where to go.
We have gone to different schools since that exam and have since lost touch and never seen each other again. Later, we each became an adult, and I heard that you were married, and I just silently blessed you in my heart, you must be happy, I believe that you will be happy.
I don't have a good memory, and I've forgotten your name, but I'll never forget that summer, there was a kind and beautiful little sister who tied a handkerchief to my battered bicycle with one of her handkerchiefs. On that day, the sun was shining, the breeze was gentle, the leaves of the poplar trees were rustling in my ears, and your bright and charming smile, and the laughter of the silver bell, all remained in my good memories.
If I have a chance in this life, I would like to say to you in person: thank you!
Do you remember the male classmates you helped that summer on the way to town?