Xiao Shui in the movie handed in a perfect transcript in this class, so what about you?
When nine years in the movie have passed, and ten or twenty years in our lives have passed, can you still clearly remember that secret love and the beautiful self?
When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, I was in a daze, giggled, and shed tears over some subtle thoughts. At that time, all the emotional ups and downs were affected by another person, just like a boat with no support at sea, being pushed by waves of waves into an unpredictable and unpredictable future.
Because that kind of mind is always shy and careful, so I can only bear everything, sweet, sour, bitter... So, I have a diary full of meticulous feelings, a diary that writes The crooked words have been stepped on, rubbed, and finally carefully collected pieces of paper, a string of memorized numbers, a graduation message that you can probably memorize after reading many times, and one will whisper happy birthday at midnight Ordinary days, a memory that suddenly came up because of a movie...
It seems that most of the people in the class about crushing love have done the same exercise -
multiple choice: confession or no confession, continue to like or forget it
True or False: He likes me vs he doesn't like me, he knows vs he doesn't know
Inference Question: What does this sentence imply? What does this smile mean?
......
Even in order to complete this course, I began to believe in the constellation matching in girls' magazines. When I got two stars for the first time, I was disheartened. .
Happiness at that time seemed so simple, but sometimes it was as difficult as being forgotten forever by happiness.
The child who clearly loves to laugh embraces the sadness of spring and autumn. The eyes that are full of smiles are drenched with tears in the dark night, and the heart that is soft and warm becomes like being poured into cement, hard and rough.
How can a child who has not grown up know that this inexplicable opening plot is just a script for growing up this drama. Everyone's life follows this trajectory, and all they can learn is resistance, struggle, patience and waiting. When time finally takes the pain away from the body, the scars have already scabbed over in a trance, and the harvest is the ability to self-heal.
For a long time in the past, it was with resentment and remorse for that love and everything related, living with a self-pity attitude, saying things like "Never forget, never love like this again. , never mention it again," clumsy, childish words. The object that was once liked suddenly became disgusting, like an ugly scar on the body. Although I try to cover it with clothes, it is still inevitable that the corners of the clothes that are blown up when the wind blows will reveal the secret.
Until later, I vaguely liked some people again, and the scary scar actually grew out of the appearance of petals. So I tried to look back at the feelings I hugged along the way. The annoying face gradually blurred. The deepest memory is the original appearance of that person, the appearance I deeply liked.
Subtle changes occur in the mood, and in the alternation of memory and imagination again and again, everything becomes ambiguous again. The thick fog rising in the heart made people confused, walking on thin ice in the state of mind at that time. Until later, I saw some personnel affairs, and I realized with joy - I have not forgotten you, and I have not loved you anymore, I just fell in love with myself who simply liked you when I was young.
The simple and pure self who arranges what I want to say to you into sentences and writes it in the diary, the
simple and lovely self who flattens the scraps of paper that you crumpled and discarded into the book,
timid and fearful of being deleted So remember the self who is QQ number, the self who
has read the graduation message over and over again in a naive and stupid way, the self who is
warm and persistent and doesn't want to miss every birthday of yours, and
finally, the self who has bloomed beautifully because of you.
Only I know how I envy you who I have liked for a while, because I think you have the most pure and sober liking of mine.
But when I began to feel my gradually numb and dull heart, cold and shallow feelings, I realized that it was not you that I admired, but the me who was once warm and vivid over time.
It seems that it has been a lifetime for so long, but only in a short time of youth, a secret love has finally come to an end.
Until today, I just graduated from this self-study course. Although life cannot be as complete as a movie, and my growth in this class is not as fast and dazzling as Xiao Shui's, it is still my own path, so I am still satisfied and grateful.
There are still many lessons in life, thank life for giving me so much time to complete this lesson.
This is as beautiful as a lesson in first love.
2010/12/06
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