Time is always so unhurried, but it is panicked.
In the midst of unknown expectations, I panicked and entered the middle school campus and started a new life.
Everything is new to me, fresh campus, fresh life, and, fresh people.
We were assigned to different classes with our best playmates, and for the first time since we started school, we weren't together. We are full of expectations and yearning for our respective campus lives.
Soon, we all met our new playmates, although they were still irreplaceable to each other, but their lives became more colorful because of the differences they met.
Some people are destined to be just hurried passers-by, and she has left a deep mark on the trajectory of your life, and then it will disappear in a hurry and never see each other again. Although it has been years, the traces are still clearly visible.
It was the first day of school, at an ignorant age, I met an equally ignorant her, and it was the first time in my life that I had a different liking for a girl. We were arranged as front and back tables, and I sat behind her.
After a short transition period, we quickly became acquainted and quickly had a similar interest. That year we studied together, played together, came home together after school, and deliberately wandered in front of her house on the way to school waiting for her to go to school together...
Now that I think about it, at that time, there was really no distraction, nothing was planned, just blindly wanted to meet her, perhaps, this is also the most primitive opposite sex attraction.
I remember that summer vacation, "Love Is Deep and Rainy" was a hit, I secretly showed her my sister's VCD cd at home, and was found to be reprimanded fiercely. During the holidays, she would also deliberately sneak out, and we would have fun for half a day.
Now that I think about it, everything is so simple and beautiful.
A year is fleeting, the new semester began, due to the backwardness of education at that time, many students no longer continue to go to school, but choose to drop out of school and go home or go out to work. As a result, our class faces the fate of merging, and several classes merge into one class. In this way, we were divided into different classes, and then, slowly, we all integrated into our new classes, and gradually, there was no more intersection, until finally, we gradually drifted apart.
Perhaps, life is like this, countless people come and go, such as passing clouds, but the deep and shallow traces they leave behind will always make you suddenly remember it late at night.