I wonder what a man's first love will feel like?

Everyone's first love is very important

This is me:

I remember when I was in high school. At that time, she and I lived in a community and were in the same class. Every day we go the same way. Once, she walked in front of me. It was night and there were few people on the road. I was close to her and my heart was pounding. She walks very slowly, very slowly. I am nervous behind her, but I dare not surpass her (this is the experience of most people). It's quiet around, and I feel my heart beating so loudly. She seemed to hear it and suddenly turned to look at each other. I feel my cheeks burning. She stopped and waited for a while to look at me intently, and I looked at her (my mind was blank at that time, because it was the first time I looked at her from a quiet distance). "Ha ha, it's you. You frightened the life out of me. I thought you were a pervert. " She broke the embarrassment. I coughed a few times and said, let's go together! She looked at me and nodded with a smile. I was so excited. I went home this day and was excited all night. From now on, as long as she is alone, we will all go together.

But at school, we still seldom talk, but I should be satisfied. I sat in the fifth row and she sat in the third row, so my eyes fell there from time to time. (There is a warm feeling) She gets good grades and always comes first, so she is very popular in the class. As for me, my grades are average. I usually talk very little, so I don't have many friends. After class, there are always many boys around her to tease her. Although I am very unhappy, I really don't have the courage to find her. ..... I got the mid-term exam results, and this time I got a countdown (maybe I watched her all the time in class). I feel so humiliated that I will slip away as soon as school is over and don't want to see her. She stopped me before school. "Your grades have dropped this time." Why not ... why don't I make it up to you? As far as I can remember, it was the first time she stuttered. I looked at her and her cheeks were slightly red ... "Good ... good" I said quickly. The power of love is great. As long as he reads it once, I will understand it immediately. English, which is a headache for her, sounds so wonderful to her. My grades have been increasing monotonously, and so have our words. I don't talk much at school, and people are gradually becoming more cheerful.

When she got home that day, she was surprisingly taciturn. We just walked together, and she stole a look at me from time to time. "By the way, have you seen The Blue Alert?" She asked me. Before I could say anything, he added, "You look like Soo-ho up there." . I spent some time watching this movie. The plot is very similar, much like me and her. Of course, she won't die like the protagonist in the movie. "Does he like me? No, she is excellent ... movies are movies, life is life ... I am sarcastic in my heart. " I don't deserve her. She must like very good boys. ...

Her birthday is coming, and the boys are scrambling to buy her a present. Among them, the monitor of our class, the gift he gave was the most expensive-a toy dog, which was worth hundreds of dollars at that time. He is excellent, not only excellent, but also has a good family, better grades and is handsome. More importantly, he likes her (even a fool in our class can see it), he is very enthusiastic about her, and so is she ... Liking ... may be good for him. I always think they are the most suitable couple, although I like her very much. She looked at me as if I didn't give a gift (almost all the boys did, and I have a good relationship with her). I gritted my teeth and took out the little golden pig (not made of gold) I bought for her from my schoolbag. Happy birthday to you. Thank you ... your gift is lovely. I forgot to pack ... the atmosphere was awkward again ... Luckily, the bell rang. ...

"Your gift is really nice ..." He said to me after school. Sorry, I'll give you a big one next time, which is bigger than his. "What do you know? I don't like his gifts at all, big or small ... ""Oh ". Hearing this, I am happy to ask: "I think ... you and he ... are very harmonious ... (actually, I am asking a rhetorical question)." Take what? I don't like him ... don't I ... don't you know? She yelled at me. This is the first time I've seen her so angry. Hey, you never thought I looked like ... Shouen? Or are you asking Hugh ... Her face turned red quickly ... "I ... I ..." I didn't say anything for a long time. "You are such a fool, I ignore you ..." She left soon. Only I stood there and stared at her back. But I am extremely happy (the degree of excitement is self-evident)

..... I confessed to her, and she ... she agreed ... and we started dating (just the kind that didn't affect our study), and I felt that I was the happiest person in the world.

Male ... He was unwilling, and since then, we have become enemies. He is aiming at me everywhere, and every time he sees me, he seems to have a deep hatred. On this day, he asked me out, "I don't understand why he likes you? I don't care how you make her like you, but I tell you, please leave him. " "No, I will never!" . I should follow. I am a person who doesn't like to compete with others. I can give up everything except her ... maybe this is love! ) He and I are solving problems in a man's way. He is very tall. There is no doubt that I lost, but … I am happy because I am fighting for her. When she knew this, she seemed to have more things for me, as if there was a burning in her eyes ... "Does it still hurt?" She asked softly. "no"! My answer is firm and decisive. She smiled, but that smile was a little helpless. ...

In this way, we spent the second year of high school together ... Although he often gives me trouble, I think he deserves it ... This time, I think it is the happiest one. ...

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That night, after the evening self-study, she said to me, "I ... have to go ... maybe we will never see each other again." She took out the admission notice of Nanjing University. She won the first place in the national chemistry exam and was sent to Nantah ... I smiled, I smiled. This is a dream, really like a dream.

She left me. In order to meet her, I studied hard. A year later, as I wished, I entered Nantah. When I saw her, she was with another boy ... I quit now. I don't want her to be unhappy because of me. Maybe there is a kind of love called letting go.

Now, I will graduate soon, but I still don't have a girlfriend. I believe … I will never forget her …

PS: Actually, when I saw this title, I wanted to say a lot ... but I felt a little uncomfortable when I said too much ... ~