first kiss

There used to be a dry locust tree in my grandfather's yard, and it was still there before I went to college. The black and thin trunk is wrapped with gourd vines, and a few gourd leaves extend from the twists and turns, which can provide some shade in the early summer fashion. Every afternoon in the summer vacation just after elementary school, I would happily lie on my grandfather’s old bamboo chair, squinting to watch the sun pass through the gourd vines. found on you. I came across this movie at such a lazy afternoon at such a young age, amid the joy of the breeze and the chattering of children. The courtyard is an old-fashioned main room, and the front hall is a platform door. After entering, you can walk to the courtyard for a long time. There are houses all around, with white walls, blue bricks and black tiles. On the left side of the building lived the granddaughter of the neighbor's "grandmother". At that time, she was about to enter high school, when she was in the beginning of her love affair. She was wearing a big wave, a skirt with fine flowers, which was very popular in those days. Walking was always like dancing, very beautiful.

The first time I heard "reality" was from this beautiful sister's TV. In the warm afternoon, I heard this song suddenly in my irritable voice. After talking to my grandmother, I ran straight to her room. Xiao also didn't know what it meant to be embarrassed, so he just sat next to her and watched. In the past, movie channels were not all translated films. Anyway, I watched the original sound at the time, and I didn’t recognize all the words on the subtitles, so that after watching it, I was confused and didn’t know what the story was about, and I didn’t even know what it meant to be love. Love and love, but the shadow cast by the sun on the floor through the screen window and the melody of this song are always remembered. I remember the smell in the room at that time.

The first time I watched the movie was very jerky. I picked up this movie again and I probably already went to high school. At that time, my grandfather was not in good health, and many things in the courtyard were taken care of, and the locust tree became uglier than before. , the gourd vine was simply cleaned up. During the rebellious period, I was not willing to sit in the courtyard and listen to my grandmother babbling in her ears that her granddaughter is now in college in a mountain town thousands of miles away, and I also do not want to hear her say that I always played with her granddaughter. These old people always like to make fun of me about this and say that I am a follower of Sister Shiyun. I absolutely refuse to admit it, so I have been hiding upstairs and playing on the computer. The children in high school are not only thinking about studying, but too much love is seen on TV. Everyone wants to taste this forbidden fruit. Opposite the window is Sister Shiyun's room, and her mother is patting Wearing a puffed quilt, the dust raised in the sun seems to be dancing gracefully to welcome the hostess who has returned from school. This is what I seem to think I understand, but I don't understand anything.

After that, I forgot it for a long time, and I didn't remember it until the summer vacation of the university. After the study pressure dropped sharply, I thought that life would be peaceful, but I knew that people’s sorrows would always be taken care of. Hundreds of WeChat messages are sent on the phone every hour. Hide in the depths of the cafe to watch the movie together, then say some unspeakable love words to each other, and then go our separate ways. Suddenly it became a love bible, and every girl had to pick it up and read it, and my vanity was satisfied because I had read this bible a long time ago.

Then, of course, I was in college. I forgot which teacher and which class I watched. I majored in art, so there are often such film and television observation classes. The teaching building was terribly quiet at night, and the female students still had a faint smell of shampoo on their bodies after taking a shower. "I've seen this movie N times" I thought. Then, like most of the classmates, lie down on the desk and sleep. The boys and girls sit on their chairs, sleep, or send messages to their ambiguous objects with their mobile phones. This movie isn't romantic enough. That's what I thought at the time, and the song doesn't move people anymore. We've been through more than Dimension in the movies.

Yesterday, Sister Shiyun got my WeChat account from somewhere and told me that my great grandmother just died, but I was thinking of my neighbor's great nephew in the close-up, and she hoped that I could send the old man the last ride. I said awkwardly that I couldn't be there because I was busy with work, and I scolded myself for not knowing how to repay the love of the elderly. Later, she saw in her circle of friends that she had married a year ago. Her husband is a classmate from the university, and the family of three now lives in Shancheng. Standing on the subway platform, the wind from the subway shuttle blows the hair of the girl in front. The time seems to go back to more than ten years ago. At that time, the locust tree had not been cut down, the breeze was blowing the gourd vine, and the sound of "reality "And the laughter of young men and women, the delicate secret love has entered the heart of the wind through more than ten years of time, the heart of the sun and my heart.

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