I finally waited for you, my first love thirty years ago.

There is an untouchable person in everyone's heart, quietly stored in a deep corner, and occasionally remembered when it is painful and helpless in the dead of night. If we are together, will we be happier and have a better life?

I met my first love in my best years, and those warm days are still beautiful after many years.

He is a handsome young man who likes to show his face most. His curly hair is just a hairstyle, and his smoking posture is also cool. Fortunately, I took a photo from the beginning, and the feeling of liking has always remained deep in my heart.

I am infatuated with his voice, and I like his earnest and lovely appearance when playing guitar. I was unwell that day, and he kept playing and singing, trying to let the music brush away my pain. At that moment, I felt that I was the happiest girl in the world. I was lucky to meet a man who loved me.

I like Liang Zhu best. He plays the most music for me. Melodious with a trace of sadness, such as my restless heart. Long-distance love, the work has not been implemented, and my mother has always wanted me to stay away.

I grew up without a father, and my personality was withdrawn. But after meeting him, my world lit up. I am no longer that sentimental girl, I have a bright smile, and I can also integrate into the hard working environment with laughter.

Young people can be fearless and not worry about the distant future. The moonlight that night was so beautiful that we couldn't help holding hands. In the early 1990s, it was brave. Holding hands for the first time, my heart was full of excitement and sweetness. The moonlight has lengthened our shadows, and I hope I can walk hand in hand to the end.

At the entrance of the dormitory, when we broke up, the temperature on his hand was still there. I touched my hot cheek and knew I was really tempted. So love is so beautiful.

Then every day is a happy time, working together and getting off work together. The food in the canteen is not delicious, so he will go to the vegetable market to buy food and cook it with an electric stove. With him, I like to eat everything.

But time has to go on. I'd rather go home. My mother praises me for being fat and good-looking. I asked her carefully, can I talk about someone? My mother is sensitive to problems. She insists that I can't talk to anyone before I graduate from work, and I will stay here to work in the future. She has found someone to contact.

But I still don't want to give up like this. I want to persuade her, say his advantages, and say that he is good to me. But when my mother heard that it was not local, she would definitely disagree.

My mother raised my brother and me alone. I couldn't bear to see her sad, so I promised to break up with her.

At that time, there were no cell phones and telephones, and there was almost no contact information. I took a 20-day holiday at home and wrote a diary full of all the bits and pieces. Youth withered in tea, not thinking about food, as if my world had collapsed.

Before going to work, my mother repeatedly told me that the first thing to do when I went back was to break up. I agreed with tears in my eyes and got on the bus back to work.

It rained heavily that day, and he waited for me at the intersection with an umbrella. As soon as I saw him, I burst into tears. I just know that breaking up is too heavy for me to bear. Rain and tears blurred my vision.

Seeing that I am not as happy as before, he may have guessed. But we don't want to tell anyone, and we are carefully maintaining that shaky relationship. Then he played and sang sad songs, which made me happy and sad.

The internship is almost over. It's time to say goodbye. I didn't have the courage to face it directly, so I turned my back on him and said those two words. He picked up the guitar and said that he would sing the last song for me.

Familiar melodies and songs make my eyes red in an instant.

At every parting place.

There are always some messy footprints.

Who has never wandered or remembered?

Hide your thoughts in an unknown reunion.

On a cold night

Leave you silently with tears.

There are thousands of words.

Only wait for the pain to heal.

It's not easy to leave you

Miss you, I have to

If you really care

Don't force yourself.

He played too hard, his string broke and his voice choked, so he couldn't sing any more. I dare not look back, for fear that I can't help wanting to hug him and leave him. I don't want him to see me cry.

I left our space with difficult steps. I know that after that, maybe we won't meet again. Goodbye, my favorite person!

My mother was afraid that I would be upset, so she asked people around me to introduce me to someone and make me forget him completely. According to my mother's wishes, I found an honest man close to home. I'm honest enough. I don't hold hands before engagement, and I always walk at a distance of one meter.

No smile on the face, no love in my heart. Until I heard a knock at the door that day, I opened the door and saw him standing outside. I was at a loss in surprise. I forgot to let him in, and my mind went blank.

He told me that he didn't want to give up, so he took the bus and found it according to my approximate location. When he saw a shop, he went in and asked about my home. It happened that the person he asked was my mother. My mother thought he was polite and generous, but she told him the location of my home.

I heard him say that the person leading the way should be the mother. I sent him away in a hurry, completely ignoring his travel-stained fatigue and not listening to his explanation.

Just let him go, my mother came back and asked me where I was. I said I had left. Mother said that this young man is very nice and polite. Why not stay for dinner?

I opened my eyes in disbelief, got on my bike in an instant and chased all the way to the station. The bus had already left. I cried and shouted, but I couldn't keep him. On the way back, I felt weak, so the fate broke up.

He left a message in my graduation album, which also contained his detailed address. I impulsively wanted to find him more than once. But I have a steady job and a so-called boyfriend. How should I face him? So I gave up the idea of looking for him, silently blessed him and found a better girl than me to love him.

Life was dull, and the man's parents urged them to get engaged and bought three gold as a dowry. I can't imagine living with a loveless person, but the reality should be cruel.

The day before the engagement, he came again and seemed to know that I was leaving him completely. When my mother knew about this, she wouldn't let me meet him in the hotel for fear that we would make impulsive mistakes when we were young. I promised again and again that I wouldn't, and this time I officially said goodbye to him and told him that I was getting engaged.

Mother was not at ease, but she couldn't stand my indecision, and finally let me go out. I ran all the way to the hotel, and I hesitated at the moment I knocked at the door. How can I face him without saying a word?

I crustily skin of head knocked on the door and sat a little far away from him. I stood up when he approached me. I told him I was getting engaged tomorrow and came to say goodbye to him formally. He asked him if he could change his decision for him. My heart is tangled, but I don't have the courage to change. I shook my head silently, afraid to speak, for fear that it would be wrong.

I can't stay long. I'm afraid I'll change my mind. I got up to go out, and he hugged me with tears all over his face and cried like a child. He said he didn't cry when he was injured and beaten. He cried because he was going to lose me.

The first time I saw a man crying in front of me, my heart was broken and I ran out with tears in my eyes. Squatting outside the hotel, crying, I know I finally lost him.

The engagement ceremony was held as scheduled, and the wedding was held soon. I chose China red cheongsam instead of wedding dress. I always stand up politely and generously, keeping my distance, without holding the groom's arm.

My friend said I was beautiful that day, but I was not happy. There was a wedding in the evening, but we never held hands and didn't want the atmosphere, so it ended soon. That night, I held the quilt tightly and cried silently from back to back until dawn.

After I got married, I was a little embarrassed because I didn't know in a hurry, but I resigned myself.

29 years old, gave birth to a daughter. From then on, my world was no longer lonely, and I grew up with my daughter. On lonely days, I pass the time by studying and expect more from my daughter.

My daughter is smart, sensible and studious, which makes my plain life very happy.

Only occasionally will I think of the first love boy who gave me sunshine and happiness from the bottom of my heart. I wonder if he has a good life and a happy family.

I once searched for him on WeChat, but there was no result. Last night, I tried to search his name on Tik Tok, and sure enough. Looking at the familiar working environment, I have a hunch that it is him. I immediately paid attention to him and read all his works.

Those unrelated friends of Tik Tok can only leave messages. I tried to ask if it was him, but I didn't reply for a long time. I also left a message in his work review, but I still didn't reply.

Some fell asleep in a daze, suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, opened Tik Tok to see his reply, and it was him. I can't sleep, scenes of the past are in front of me. Leave him a message in the morning, hoping he can leave his contact information.

Time passed slowly, and finally I got his reply and mobile phone number at 9: 00 in the morning, so I added his WeChat.

He asked me how I was doing, and I didn't know how to answer. I can't ask him how he is, because neither answer is what I want, and I will be sad.

Tik Tok is so powerful that how many dusty past events can be found out! He has been very worried and found my name in the company's instant messaging. He didn't even dare to come to me when he came here for a meeting, for fear of disturbing me.

There are some things I want to ask, but I dare not say. The world is small. We can always find contact information if we want, but we should all take good care of ourselves and our families.

In recent years, he has been to Tibet twice by car, twice on the Great North-South Ring Road in Xinjiang, once on the Inner Mongolia Ring Road in Northeast China and once on the Shandong Peninsula. Still like to live a carefree life.

I rummaged through his photos 30 years ago and the cards he wrote me. He said let bygones be bygones, and hoped that I would be happy forever.

I said it was a blank of youth, so I thought it was a beautiful memory and kept it as a souvenir.

I am also looking forward to the scene when we meet in a certain space. It will be an exciting hug, a dull communication, or a passing by. Seeing the photos he sent me, years have blurred him. Maybe even if we meet in the street, we will still miss each other.

I am grateful to meet him when I was young, which changed my life's character and allowed me to face the reality calmly and firmly. I am even more grateful to him for giving me the best memories of my youth. At least I loved him with my heart.

For thirty years, he doesn't know how I got here. But this short meeting, he heard that I was very unhappy. He won't persuade me to do anything, just want to say that I will do anything as long as I am happy.

It was his regret to leave at the beginning, and he can't make up for it in his life. Sigh life, nature makes people. I can't let go after many years, but I can't bother again. Tears welled up in your eyes when you thought of me.

Feeling the word "predestination", Mr. Jiang Yang said: The order of everyone you meet in your life is really important. Many people will have different endings if they meet at another time.

Keeping WeChat with each other is not to continue the old feelings and disturb each other's lives. Just be grateful, and see you again in your lifetime with less regret.

He wants me to be happy, happy and happy! Do what I want to do, go where I want to go and pursue my dreams! This is also my expectation. Live well, live well, and meet slowly.

Don't cry for the person I love the most, I am like a epiphyllum tonight. He can also sing the songs he sang to me when he was with me. Don't be too sad, I'm not easy for him to remember. Fate let us meet again, and this time we won't lose each other again.

The past has faded, some people have passed, and some things have been hidden in my heart. It is enough to know that he is fine.

I feel that time is useless. For 30 years, more than 3,000 words in half a day summed up my half life.