Love prose of that year in a hurry

Love Prose of That Year 1

That year, when we were still young, the sunshine was as bright as a sunflower. At that time, you loved to sing and I loved to laugh.

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After the rain is the most gentle and warm beauty. I walked behind you and secretly held the shadow of your hand. It seemed that in an instant, I felt you. The temperature of my heart is countless times hotter than my face. All the memories stay at this moment, the sun turns into a rainbow and falls on your shoulders.

I like to secretly think about buying a pack of chocolates, stuffing the colorful cardboard filled with love words into the packaging bag, and quietly hiding in the corner to see you pick it up accidentally and see my little heart. There are sweet words hidden in it. At this time, don't be shy, and don't laugh at my clumsiness. That's the only way I can think of to avoid embarrassment.

You smile, smile; I blush again and again. You kissed my hand gently like a gentleman and said: My stupid princess.

Back to back, our shadows are under the elm shade. I raise a little bit of water in the sky. I shout loudly: I want to give you a rainbow. You touch my head and smile. Got to look bright.

You always play the guitar to me. We love to go to places where there are green grass all year round. I, a short man, look at you infatuatedly, and petals fall from time to time. I smelled the tips of your hair, it smelled so good, it smelled like you. The guitar was playing a happy tune, my short hair was draped softly on my shoulders, and I winked at you mischievously. You lowered your head, your black hair covered your eyelashes, the sun just penetrated the leaves, and the shy smell filled the air. A beautiful world.

I like to see you wearing glasses and looking serious, like a scholar. I secretly handed you a bouquet of flowers from the window. You raised your head and smelled the fragrance of the flowers. It seemed that the whole world was coming. Just your quiet look.

A few years passed by.

Now, the wind has knocked down the flowers in the rain, and the memory of you and I walking in the rain has become distant. I remember the scene when I watched you leave at the end. I told you and myself, I won’t cry, I am strong. You said that you have always been at the edge of my world and never left. Playing that acoustic guitar again and again, the familiar melody has long been engraved in my heart.

You left on the bus. My head stuck out of the window in the rain. I was filled with tears and my eyes were sore and swollen. Finally, after you left, all my emotions burst out. I cried until dark.

At this time, we are too far apart. You must remember that you called me stupid princess, and you must also remember that you gave me a world of tenderness.

That year passed by, the wind blew through my hair, the signal of our love was the most wonderful. You smiled beautifully, and my heart swayed with you in the wind and rain. Love Prose of That Year in a Hurry 2

The catkins outside the window became tired without realizing it and disappeared. The weather became hotter and hotter. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew up his bangs. , he shook his head habitually and looked up into the distance outside the window.

There was his concern there, a lifelong concern, even though he didn’t know if he was looking in the right direction.

Thinking about the days to come, a smile appeared on my face unconsciously. Their love begins comically. The two were high school classmates, and they were at the front and back desks at first. No one knows that the boy has already fallen in love with the girl when he saw her at first sight. The girl has a very good personality, is very popular, and can get along well with anyone! Soon the semester passed, and the boy and the girl became very familiar with each other, and they had a good relationship. The girl is already the monitor of the class at this time. The girl is indeed excellent, capable and good at studying. At this time, the boy already felt that he was not good enough for the girl, and the head teacher moved their seats away, so the boy decided to close his heart and no longer be so enthusiastic towards girls in the future!

The boy is really timid, even a little cowardly. He doesn’t dare to ask about the girl’s affairs, the girl’s birthday, and he doesn’t dare to step forward and care about the girl when she is sick, because he doesn’t know how he should care about her. For what reason? Boys will buy candies for girls for various reasons, and of course they will also be the girl’s deskmate, so that they can be deceived! What’s funny is that the girl later told the boy that she didn’t like sweets! Haha, what’s interesting is that the boy’s friends all think he likes another girl, but the boy never denies it. In fact, the boy hopes that the girl will know that others say he likes another girl. The boy wonders if the girl knows that she will Is there even a hint of melancholy? During class, the boy would look at the girl's back in fascination from time to time, watching the beautiful back change from near to far, from clear to blurry. Unknowingly, I shed tears again! It turns out that the boy has already fallen in love with the girl!

Boys like to listen to Jay Chou’s songs very much. I don’t know why Jay Chou’s songs can easily touch the boy’s heart.

The boy has a very bad personality and gets angry easily, but the boy rarely gets angry at girls. Despite this, the boy has very few friends, very few! In fact, the boy's heart is very fragile. He thinks that he is not worthy of the girl, so it is difficult to be truly happy! Every day I was depressed, and my academic performance dropped sharply! The first half of the senior year of high school is the saddest period for girls. Of course the boy can see that when the girl cries, the boy is really sad. How much he wants to go over and hug the girl tightly and tell her that it's okay, but the boy doesn't. I really don’t dare!

The college entrance examination is over. Girls did very well and boys did not bad, but there is basically no comparison with girls. Boys think that this is the end of their fate with girls. School was about to start, and the boy and the girl went to the city to buy bus tickets. In fact, the boy was very sad that time, because it would be difficult to see each other after they were separated. On the way back, the boy said to the girl: "Are you tired? You can lean on me." On the shoulder." If the girl leaned on the boy's shoulder, the boy would whisper in the girl's ear: "I like you." Unfortunately, maybe this is fate, and the boy did not say it in the end.

The boy finally told the girl in college. To the boy’s expectation, the girl actually agreed. The boy was happy, really happy! From then on, the boy had an extra miss in his lonely days. He could miss the girl openly, because the girl was now the boy's girlfriend. But soon after, the boy discovered that missing was really a disease. The boy thinks of the girl. If she is a girl, the feeling of missing her will be even more uncomfortable, right? But the boy is also afraid that the girl will give up on him, but the boy also knows that even if the girl gives up on him, he will never hate the girl. It turns out that the boy now realizes that love is so desperate. The boy likes the girl to say "dirty words" without any scruples in front of him. Boys can tolerate everything girls have.

If the girl reads this diary, you have to remember that the boy will trust you very much. At the same time, the boy still likes the carefree girl, and likes the girl who acts coquettishly to the boy but is very strong. You have to remember that the boy will support you from behind, and the boy is also looking at you. He believes that the girl is not an ordinary girl! It’s just that he feels so sad when he sees the girl’s melancholy look now. The boy hates himself for being incompetent and unable to give you the most basic hug! Sorry, come on! Dear girl!

I would like to dedicate this document to my former love! Love Prose of That Year in a Hurry 3

I think I am mature enough, so I always look at worldly love through utilitarian-colored glasses. I have always despised reading youth romance novels. When I read the first few pages of "The Year in a hurry", I almost felt that it was pretentious and disgusting. But when the familiar scenes from behind were repeated over and over again, I realized that I was deeply involved and couldn't help myself.

I have never felt so old, I have never missed the past so much, and I have never been so scared about the future. The three years of floating life were actually only a year and a half ago, and losing you was only a year ago. Now that I think about those happy scenes in the past, I can still remember many details clearly, but I feel that youth is a It happened a long time ago, and I will never have the chance to experience such pure and beautiful love again in this life. We always pretend to smile carefree, pretending to be relaxed and say that we have experienced it. But after actually experiencing it, I didn't catch it. The feeling was actually even more uncomfortable. Just like you have been a beggar all your life, you will not feel that your life is humble and sad, because you will not think about such a heavy topic, you will only think about food and clothing, and try your best to survive, but one day you unexpectedly get After spending a sum of money, you squandered it for a while, eating, drinking and having fun happily. After you had fun, you reached into your pocket and found that the money was gone and you became your old self again. If you cling to a life that was once so happy that it was close to luxury, you will regret more and more that you didn't know how to cherish it, and you will use the happiness of the past to reflect the current embarrassment.

I have always believed that what we had with each other in the past years was true love, which is the love that literati and poets have been pursuing at all costs since ancient times. It is something more important than life. In my heart, It will never pale in front of the college entrance examination. It is precisely because we regard it as belief that we pursue the perfection of love. At that time, I couldn't stand any worldly things in love. We tried our best to give each other absolute trust and absolute honesty. It was only a few years later, when I came to the broader and freer world of university, that I discovered that love had become a necessity like firewood, rice, oil and salt. Quality and purity had long been secondary, and possession was the prerequisite. They get along day and night, they go shopping together, eat together, buy all kinds of luxury goods and give them to each other, and all kinds of gifts to attract each other's attention. But I couldn't see the happy smiles on each other's faces that were really related to love. Love is no longer based on love. Love, like the past, has become something that can only be remembered in this life.

I thought I could forget the sweetness and pain of the past, and be able to have a mutually warming love like them, but it had only been a month, and I couldn’t accept such a wronged love. Own. Being with someone I don't love is disrespectful to myself. I suffer every day: listening to opinions I don't support, talking about life I'm not interested in, looking at people I'm not attracted to... In the end The moment I broke up, I suddenly felt relieved.

Since you don’t have a lover, it’s better not to fall in love. At least you can still recall the tenderness brought by your last real relationship.

When I wrote the first half, I was still struggling in "The Year in a Hurry", immersed in the beautiful memories of Fang Hui and Chen Xun's high school, longing for that love all over again, and even thought about going back and trying it again. Pick it up. Now that I'm continuing the second half, I already know the ending in college, and I'm no longer excited. In fact, one should have thought that Fang Hui was so willful and pretentious that Chen Xun was not her type. The beauty of high school only started with Chen Xun's jealousy, not necessarily with Fang Hui's attraction to him. But when they get to know each other deeply, their desire for the opposite sex will come to haunt them, making both parties unable to extricate themselves. In fact, if it were another girl, Chen Xun would also like her. If Chen Xun had not appeared, as Fang Hui said, she would have liked Qiao Ran more at that time. Because the beginning was wrong, the ending will definitely not be happy.

This is probably the reason why most first loves never come to an end.