That night, I naturally had insomnia again. Thinking of my first love, now it is near, but far away in the sky, the pain in my heart will not go for a long time
Back then, our brief love made me feel so strongly!
Then, she suddenly left me, leaving me with deep pain, which made me unable to recover from the sadness of broken heart for many years. For many nights, I was like now, unable to fall asleep, and tears often wet my pillow
Her sudden departure also left me a mystery, a mystery that I always want to solve but cannot solve. I often fantasize that she is insomnia and missing me somewhere like me.
This kind of love is actually the most painful
Our brief love happened when I was fourteen or fifteen years old, which is my current age. The first love that many people have developed during this period has long been forgotten with the passage of time and will not bring shadows to their later lives. However, my first love this time left me with eternal trauma.
The important reason is that I really fell in love with her, maybe it was much earlier, maybe it has been several years.
But it is more likely that my mind is immature, in today's terms, my emotional intelligence is too low
Sometimes I think, maybe I have never been really mature enough, I know that the scars in my heart cannot fade away for a long time, not because this first love was particularly earth-shaking, but because I was too indulged in fantasy and refused to let myself come out of it, or I liked to taste the sadness brought by love too much. I fell in love with this feeling. When I suddenly realized that I should face life, I was powerless to extricate myself. Her beautiful figure actually appeared in my dreams every night, smiling at me, fascinated me, and letting me wake up from my dream and burst into tears.
My family lives in a poor alley. What's strange is that opposite us is the villa-style residence of a wealthy family. We even share an alley, but there is a two-meter-high wall in the middle of the alley, which separates the rich and poor worlds.
Their alley is five or six meters wide, but ours is less than three meters wide
My family lives in the front building on the second floor. From the window, you can see the beautiful residence opposite me. I am probably born with a petty bourgeoisie. My parents are not educated. My father graduated from the literacy class, and my mother didn't even graduate from the literacy class.
Apart from the books distributed by the school, I have never seen any other books at home.
I have always been very envious of the life opposite. I know that it is not mainly because they eat and dress well, but because they have music and other things that I cannot understand. They rarely pull the curtains open. I cannot peek at their lives, but the curtains cannot block the music. Piano sounds often come from the small building opposite my house. I don’t know what music, I only know that it is beautiful, which makes my young soul tremble. I often lie on the window, staring at the tightly sewn curtains opposite, listening to the music floating in the window, tears will flow down unknowingly. At that time, I was less than ten years old.
And what I heard the most was "Fantasy Song" - of course I only learned it later
Wan Yao is the one who plays the piano. I have seen her occasionally. Because of curiosity, she sometimes opens a corner of the curtain and looks towards us. For the first time, I saw her little face revealing from a corner of the curtain. I was filled with shock. I didn't believe that there would be such a beautiful and refined girl in the world. Her temperament was completely different from the girls in our alley. She was completely from another world, and that world was the world I longed for.
Since then, I can no longer pay attention to the girls around me. In comparison, they are so vulgar.
But she only stayed in the window for a very short time, obviously because she was afraid that her parents would scold her. I once saw a woman - her mother, who pulled the curtains up angrily, and a low scolding came from behind the curtains.
Despite this, she would still secretly open the curtains and look over curiously. Although I was born in a poor family, I had a good appearance, especially my eyes. Because of my curiosity about the world, my heart is richer than my children of the same age, and this is revealed in my eyes.
Although she had never seen me directly, I knew she knew that I was looking at her and wanted me to see her.
From the moment I saw her, I knew that I had fallen in love with her and would love her for the rest of my life
Of course, if there is no subsequent story, this kind of love will only be an illusory rainbow. It will leave the most beautiful colors in my life, and will make me miss beauty throughout my life, but it will not affect my daily life
But when I was ten years old, the world changed and the Cultural Revolution began!
For us, the biggest change is that the wall was demolished, and the alley suddenly became about ten meters wide, which became the world of wild boys in our alley. We were all crazy, but the opposite side was quiet and no one came out to play.
They didn't even go in and out of the door here, but in and out of the back door, I thought I could see girls' dreams shattered often
But this tranquility lasted only for a few months, and their homes were searched!
The house was occupied!
Several particularly difficult households in our alley moved into the house I dreamed of!
In the past, I sometimes complained that my parents were not rich enough to let me live a life like the other side. Now I complain that my parents were not poor enough and lost the opportunity to move into the other side!
Her house originally lived in a small building with a third floor, but now the second and third floors have been confiscated, only the lower floor is living.
The one who moved in was my classmate, nicknamed Xiao Laili. For this reason, I tried every means to be good friends with him, mainly to provide him with homework copying, and sometimes even help him copying. Anyway, there were so few homework at that time, and now students can be so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so few that they are so young that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so young that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so young that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so small that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so small that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are
I often go to her house - now it is Xiao Laili's house. There are wall panels on the floor and walls. Anyway, I looked like a palace at that time, not to mention that there was a real princess living inside!
I'm very jealous of the little dysfunction
Every time I go to his house, I always pay attention to the situation on the first floor, but there is no sound there. I don’t know if they are still there, but the light behind the curtains at night shows that they still live inside.
But the piano sound is no longer heard, it is said that the piano has also been confiscated
I miss the sound of the piano. When I hear it, I know she is there, but now I don’t know if she is there.
According to Xiao Laili, the girl no longer lives here and lives in a relative's house. I don't know where the news came from, but it is a certain fact that the girl doesn't live here.
For this reason, I hated the Cultural Revolution in my heart early on
After two years like this, her figure gradually faded away
Although in the dream weaving before going to bed, she is still the eternal princess in my story, but it is like the princess in the real story, like Snow White. Although we yearn for her and love her, we will never go crazy for her, and we will never feel the pain of breaking up because of her.
Yes, if we never meet again, I would never be deeply impressed with her
But an unexpected thing happened again. I didn't expect that on the first day I entered middle school, I met her again
During the Cultural Revolution, middle schools were admitted nearby according to household registration. Her family’s privileges were no longer there, and she could not choose schools as she wanted, just like she did when she went to elementary school.
I clearly remember the first time I saw her walking into the classroom. It was the third day of school. It was the class teacher’s Chinese class. When she was intoxicated by herself, she was brought in. The class teacher glared at her angrily, "You're Wan Yao?"
Yes, with his head down, a very low voice, I did not recognize her, nor did I hear her answer, but judged it from the teacher's shouting, the sound was louder! Why did I come today?
Sick The sound was a little louder, very pleasant, but still lowered your head
You should not bring the style of a bourgeois lady to school, you should consciously transform yourself!--Sit back! Obviously the head teacher understands her basic situation
When she walked through my seat, my heart beat wildly, it turned out to be her! It was her! At this moment, tears, tears of humiliation and pain were in her eyes.
The flame of love that gradually faded suddenly became a raging fire and turned into a sky-sky fire!
I silently recited in my heart, my lover, my lover!
You are like a princess in trouble at this moment!
Although I am not a prince, I want to save you
In this class, I was not only completely absent-minded, but also often blushed with excitement, which caused my deskmate to report to the teacher that I was sick
I often look back and look around, but she hasn't raised her head for almost a day
I was so envious of the guy sitting next to her. He was an annoying silly boy. But when school was over, the silly boy actually said to the head teacher, Teacher, I don’t want to sit with her, she has a fragrance on her body
The whole class burst into laughter, and the head teacher criticized him severely, and he was not allowed to apply perfume tomorrow!
I didn't -- she defended, and the voice was a little louder
The teacher frowned and said, "You are born bourgeoisie and need to be transformed even more!"
I don't want to sit with the bourgeois lady, the silly boy shouts
The teacher said, we should also give the bourgeoisie a chance to transform, who would like to sit with her?
Of course, the whole class did not raise his hand. Perhaps there were people besides me who wanted to sit with her, but no one had the courage to raise his hand at this moment. I was ecstatic and did not hesitate, but he raised his hand hesitantly on the surface. I saw that the teacher saw my eyes a little strange and hesitant, but I still agreed to change my seat with the silly boy and I
When I stood up, the teacher warned me, be careful, never be captured by the bourgeois lady
The whole class burst into laughter again, but I didn't care at all, because I had been captured for a long time, and I even heard more or less jealous from the laughter of my male classmates. What a beautiful little girl Ah!
I sat down and her face turned red, but she didn't recognize me. I smelled the intoxicating scent of her body.--I have been at the same table with her for nearly two years and have been influenced by this fragrance for two years.
Later, I smelled the fragrance on Sister Wan and Ai Mei. Before I leaned against Yue Gu Lin Gu’s chest, I also smelled the fragrance, but it became rich.
Ah, Wan Yao, full of the fragrance of a girl, the goddess in my heart! How are you now?
Back then, our brief love made me feel so strongly!
Then, she suddenly left me, leaving me with deep pain, which made me unable to recover from the sadness of broken heart for many years. For many nights, I was like now, unable to fall asleep, and tears often wet my pillow
Her sudden departure also left me a mystery, a mystery that I always want to solve but cannot solve. I often fantasize that she is insomnia and missing me somewhere like me.
This kind of love is actually the most painful
Our brief love happened when I was fourteen or fifteen years old, which is my current age. The first love that many people have developed during this period has long been forgotten with the passage of time and will not bring shadows to their later lives. However, my first love this time left me with eternal trauma.
The important reason is that I really fell in love with her, maybe it was much earlier, maybe it has been several years.
But it is more likely that my mind is immature, in today's terms, my emotional intelligence is too low
Sometimes I think, maybe I have never been really mature enough, I know that the scars in my heart cannot fade away for a long time, not because this first love was particularly earth-shaking, but because I was too indulged in fantasy and refused to let myself come out of it, or I liked to taste the sadness brought by love too much. I fell in love with this feeling. When I suddenly realized that I should face life, I was powerless to extricate myself. Her beautiful figure actually appeared in my dreams every night, smiling at me, fascinated me, and letting me wake up from my dream and burst into tears.
My family lives in a poor alley. What's strange is that opposite us is the villa-style residence of a wealthy family. We even share an alley, but there is a two-meter-high wall in the middle of the alley, which separates the rich and poor worlds.
Their alley is five or six meters wide, but ours is less than three meters wide
My family lives in the front building on the second floor. From the window, you can see the beautiful residence opposite me. I am probably born with a petty bourgeoisie. My parents are not educated. My father graduated from the literacy class, and my mother didn't even graduate from the literacy class.
Apart from the books distributed by the school, I have never seen any other books at home.
I have always been very envious of the life opposite. I know that it is not mainly because they eat and dress well, but because they have music and other things that I cannot understand. They rarely pull the curtains open. I cannot peek at their lives, but the curtains cannot block the music. Piano sounds often come from the small building opposite my house. I don’t know what music, I only know that it is beautiful, which makes my young soul tremble. I often lie on the window, staring at the tightly sewn curtains opposite, listening to the music floating in the window, tears will flow down unknowingly. At that time, I was less than ten years old.
And what I heard the most was "Fantasy Song" - of course I only learned it later
Wan Yao is the one who plays the piano. I have seen her occasionally. Because of curiosity, she sometimes opens a corner of the curtain and looks towards us. For the first time, I saw her little face revealing from a corner of the curtain. I was filled with shock. I didn't believe that there would be such a beautiful and refined girl in the world. Her temperament was completely different from the girls in our alley. She was completely from another world, and that world was the world I longed for.
Since then, I can no longer pay attention to the girls around me. In comparison, they are so vulgar.
But she only stayed in the window for a very short time, obviously because she was afraid that her parents would scold her. I once saw a woman - her mother, who pulled the curtains up angrily, and a low scolding came from behind the curtains.
Despite this, she would still secretly open the curtains and look over curiously. Although I was born in a poor family, I had a good appearance, especially my eyes. Because of my curiosity about the world, my heart is richer than my children of the same age, and this is revealed in my eyes.
Although she had never seen me directly, I knew she knew that I was looking at her and wanted me to see her.
From the moment I saw her, I knew that I had fallen in love with her and would love her for the rest of my life
Of course, if there is no subsequent story, this kind of love will only be an illusory rainbow. It will leave the most beautiful colors in my life, and will make me miss beauty throughout my life, but it will not affect my daily life
But when I was ten years old, the world changed and the Cultural Revolution began!
For us, the biggest change is that the wall was demolished, and the alley suddenly became about ten meters wide, which became the world of wild boys in our alley. We were all crazy, but the opposite side was quiet and no one came out to play.
They didn't even go in and out of the door here, but in and out of the back door, I thought I could see girls' dreams shattered often
But this tranquility lasted only for a few months, and their homes were searched!
The house was occupied!
Several particularly difficult households in our alley moved into the house I dreamed of!
In the past, I sometimes complained that my parents were not rich enough to let me live a life like the other side. Now I complain that my parents were not poor enough and lost the opportunity to move into the other side!
Her house originally lived in a small building with a third floor, but now the second and third floors have been confiscated, only the lower floor is living.
The one who moved in was my classmate, nicknamed Xiao Laili. For this reason, I tried every means to be good friends with him, mainly to provide him with homework copying, and sometimes even help him copying. Anyway, there were so few homework at that time, and now students can be so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so few that they are so young that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so young that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so young that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so small that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are so small that they are so angry that they are so angry that they are so small that they are
I often go to her house - now it is Xiao Laili's house. There are wall panels on the floor and walls. Anyway, I looked like a palace at that time, not to mention that there was a real princess living inside!
I'm very jealous of the little dysfunction
Every time I go to his house, I always pay attention to the situation on the first floor, but there is no sound there. I don’t know if they are still there, but the light behind the curtains at night shows that they still live inside.
But the piano sound is no longer heard, it is said that the piano has also been confiscated
I miss the sound of the piano. When I hear it, I know she is there, but now I don’t know if she is there.
According to Xiao Laili, the girl no longer lives here and lives in a relative's house. I don't know where the news came from, but it is a certain fact that the girl doesn't live here.
For this reason, I hated the Cultural Revolution in my heart early on
After two years like this, her figure gradually faded away
Although in the dream weaving before going to bed, she is still the eternal princess in my story, but it is like the princess in the real story, like Snow White. Although we yearn for her and love her, we will never go crazy for her, and we will never feel the pain of breaking up because of her.
Yes, if we never meet again, I would never be deeply impressed with her
But an unexpected thing happened again. I didn't expect that on the first day I entered middle school, I met her again
During the Cultural Revolution, middle schools were admitted nearby according to household registration. Her family’s privileges were no longer there, and she could not choose schools as she wanted, just like she did when she went to elementary school.
I clearly remember the first time I saw her walking into the classroom. It was the third day of school. It was the class teacher’s Chinese class. When she was intoxicated by herself, she was brought in. The class teacher glared at her angrily, "You're Wan Yao?"
Yes, with his head down, a very low voice, I did not recognize her, nor did I hear her answer, but judged it from the teacher's shouting, the sound was louder! Why did I come today?
Sick The sound was a little louder, very pleasant, but still lowered your head
You should not bring the style of a bourgeois lady to school, you should consciously transform yourself!--Sit back! Obviously the head teacher understands her basic situation
When she walked through my seat, my heart beat wildly, it turned out to be her! It was her! At this moment, tears, tears of humiliation and pain were in her eyes.
The flame of love that gradually faded suddenly became a raging fire and turned into a sky-sky fire!
I silently recited in my heart, my lover, my lover!
You are like a princess in trouble at this moment!
Although I am not a prince, I want to save you
In this class, I was not only completely absent-minded, but also often blushed with excitement, which caused my deskmate to report to the teacher that I was sick
I often look back and look around, but she hasn't raised her head for almost a day
I was so envious of the guy sitting next to her. He was an annoying silly boy. But when school was over, the silly boy actually said to the head teacher, Teacher, I don’t want to sit with her, she has a fragrance on her body
The whole class burst into laughter, and the head teacher criticized him severely, and he was not allowed to apply perfume tomorrow!
I didn't -- she defended, and the voice was a little louder
The teacher frowned and said, "You are born bourgeoisie and need to be transformed even more!"
I don't want to sit with the bourgeois lady, the silly boy shouts
The teacher said, we should also give the bourgeoisie a chance to transform, who would like to sit with her?
Of course, the whole class did not raise his hand. Perhaps there were people besides me who wanted to sit with her, but no one had the courage to raise his hand at this moment. I was ecstatic and did not hesitate, but he raised his hand hesitantly on the surface. I saw that the teacher saw my eyes a little strange and hesitant, but I still agreed to change my seat with the silly boy and I
When I stood up, the teacher warned me, be careful, never be captured by the bourgeois lady
The whole class burst into laughter again, but I didn't care at all, because I had been captured for a long time, and I even heard more or less jealous from the laughter of my male classmates. What a beautiful little girl Ah!
I sat down and her face turned red, but she didn't recognize me. I smelled the intoxicating scent of her body.--I have been at the same table with her for nearly two years and have been influenced by this fragrance for two years.
Later, I smelled the fragrance on Sister Wan and Ai Mei. Before I leaned against Yue Gu Lin Gu’s chest, I also smelled the fragrance, but it became rich.
Ah, Wan Yao, full of the fragrance of a girl, the goddess in my heart! How are you now?
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