Love story at first sight When I was a sophomore, most of my girlfriends chose science, but I resolutely chose liberal arts. In the first few days of school, I was lonely, just like a wolf who couldn't find the north. Silent, I often stare at textbooks alone, trying to find some comfort from rigid words. In those days, I repeatedly listened to Pu Shu's song "The Train to Winter". Sad songs, husky accents and ambiguous lyrics rushed at me. In the dark days, I call myself? Winter train? .
On the track of youth, I dreamed that there was a green leather train carrying me. Then, at the end of the train, I met a girl like lilac. In the carriage, a girl came up to me with a pink silk scarf. Finally, I took the girl into my arms and got off the train together. Beautiful. The more lonely I am, the more strongly this irrelevant idea occupies my heart. At night, I roll like a wave and float on the boundless sea cliff.
I remember the lyrics of "Train to Winter" are like this: Tomorrow is a small town without love/I will silently pick up my winter/tired train/stranger/where is the field where I used to graze. Love is too far away and too extravagant for me. Born in poverty, the clothes are always so dim, and the thin body can't lift its noble head. At that time, I felt very inferior, and only my grades could bring some comfort. As for love, it only appears in fleeting fantasies. I never dare to expect noble love to befall poor children.
I continued to listen to Pu Shu's sad songs, as if I were a tattered train bound for a small town without love. Unexpectedly, one day, the girl in my dream came to me quietly and called my name charmingly. Bit by bit, it tore up my long-standing sadness, and I embarked on a fruitless fantasy journey without hesitation.
I still remember that night, the beautiful youth league secretary Sally came to my side and asked me unexpectedly. Are you Xue Chenyi? I replied in a low voice that only I could hear. Out of inferiority and shyness, I dare not look at Sally, and practice writing in my exercise book with my head down. However, Sally's breath is so close to me. As a class flower, she is so beautiful, so smart and has a nice voice. Her lips, like two pure lemons, exude a faint fragrance.
Perhaps to ease the atmosphere, Sally smiled and said to me, Your name is very nice. ? Sally, a mysterious girl with ear-length short hair, once became the most popular host of school parties with her sweet voice. It is said that the boy who pursues her can't pull away a truck. At that moment, I gratefully watched Sally leave my seat. No girl has ever said my name is beautiful, and no girl has ever smiled so sweetly at me. All along, I feel that my name is very rustic and looks like a straw bag. Sally, casual compliments make me more confident.
In a trance, I remembered that Sally had come to collect the tour fare, so I quickly took out the prepared tour fare for Sally. When Sally recorded in the notebook, her delicate face was close to me, and a suffocating temptation penetrated into my nostrils, and I felt my body tremble unnaturally. When I returned to my dormitory after the evening self-study, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep, thinking over and over about what Sally said to me. Her approach, her beauty, her smile, the moment she turned away, like a movie, attacked my nerves countless times.
Since then, unrequited love has been with me for a long night, and I constantly fantasize that Sally will be my girlfriend. In the dream, Sally's beautiful eyes are everywhere. I stroked her hair gently and handed her the flowers over and over again. She smiled a thousand words and swept away my sadness and inferiority. The secret love at that time was so beautiful and so long.
Occasionally, Sally will ask me some stupid math questions. She called my name and walked quickly towards me. In fact, those math problems are very simple, and some of them are even examples in textbooks. Sally said that she didn't understand these questions and asked me to help her solve them. Every time I was restrained, I just explained the topic, and there was no superfluous word in the whole process. But Sally doesn't know what waves are in my heart. I miss her again and again. This girl, loved by thousands of people, made me fall into a long-term secret love.
Sally asked me such a simple math question that I thought she was trying to get close to me on purpose. Why? She is so beautiful, rich and simple. Is she in love with me? Was she sent by God to save me?
I was crazy, and my love for Sally went on silently, never telling anyone. I can't believe Sally likes me because I'm so different from her. She is a princess and I am a farmer. How can we be together?
One side is sweet fantasy, and the other side is desperate destruction. In half a year of thinking about Sally, I began to paralyze myself with depravity. I walked into the game room blankly, intoxicated with the horse racing machine, and lost all my money in my pocket. I dreamed that Sally came to save me like an angel and dragged me out of the mire. One night, after a heavy rain, I lost a month's food expenses. I walked down the street, walked into the telephone booth in fear and trembling, dialed Sally's home phone, and I only had fifty cents on me.
It happened that Sally answered the phone. Sally asked politely. Hello, I hold the microphone tightly and can't say a word. Rain? Crack? Knocking on the street, afraid to say my name, my heart choked. Sally hung up the phone, and I took the receiver and said crazily. I am a winter train. ?
After waking up, I realized that some love is just the product of youth. Whose youth has no secret love? Trains bound for winter will also shout with youth.
Love story at first sight Chapter 2 We began to have many secrets, and many secrets were scattered all over the floor. We opened the book with those lonely worries, but suddenly we saw other people's secrets. Those scattered pieces of paper sandwiched in a page are the wounds in our broken glass. Being looked at by a stranger's warm eyes, itchy, revealing the information to heal.
The Moon and Sixpence: I asked: Don't you love your children? He said. I have no special feelings for them. ? I asked him again:? Don't you even need love? Love will only interfere with my painting. ?
Others sympathize with his poverty, but he feels like a king when he picks up the brush. There were sixpence everywhere, but he looked up at the moon. The music I love, in my fiery youth, must not be someone else's joke.
Lolita: She can fade and wither. I don't care. But as long as I look at her, I feel so gentle.
Hey, near the third last row? Asian literature? Girl on the bookshelf, I know your name is Z, two years younger than me. I have been following you quietly for two years, but I am afraid that my recklessness will break your little girl's heart like Lolita. I'm graduating. Let me tell you a secret. I'm d, and I like you.
How many flowers fall in the dream: will the love carved on the back of the chair, like flowers on cement, open a windless and lonely forest?
I put this little piece of paper in the illustration section at the front of this book. I hope you can see it as soon as you open it. Four months and twenty days, until you took her hand and walked into the classroom openly. You said I was too quiet and bored you. I just want to say that the storm in my heart has come countless times.
Rural memory? Steamed Bun: Knowledge is the first enemy of childhood. We didn't realize this at first, only God realized it, only the snakes in the Garden of Eden realized it.
Skipping class to take a part-time job and being taken by others? High school students can't even do this? I feel so sad that I want to cry. Seeing this sentence, I want to remind you that you will get this book one day. Go back to the classroom. The sunshine is just right.
Every time The Way: Man is a deposed king, otherwise he will not be sad because of losing his throne.
Open this page, this sentence suits my heart very much. I failed in the monitor election in the new semester, but I have been the monitor for the past two years. What are we going to do? I'm hiding here reading and don't want to go out.
"One River, Spring Water": No one can tell what happened in an instant. In fact, there was only one fish left in the whole world in an instant, and the fish suddenly disappeared.
That's it. This fish may be my illusion. Xiaoyu, have I been calling you? Fish? You wander in my youth, spitting innocent bubbles, but leaving me endless ripples. Why did you suddenly transfer? Why are you never say goodbye? I'm not qualified to ask you rightfully, I'm just asking myself, my cowardly heart.
Love story at first sight Chapter III What should we take to the society when we leave the university campus?
When I was in college, I looked forward to a romantic college life just like you. The university is beautiful because we have such a dream. But when you really walk into life, you will find that happiness is 5%, pain is 5%, and the remaining 90% is dull, day after day. Smart people will be good at turning this 90% dullness into happiness, and people who are not smart will turn this 90% dullness into pain.
I'll describe a married state for you: my husband is watching TV there and reading the newspaper with the remote control; My wife knits sweaters there and occasionally watches TV. The children were doing their homework there and didn't talk much all night.
Said to soak your feet and sleep for a while. I asked how it was going. Many college students say, leave quickly. However, what I want to tell you is that this is the happiest life that quite a few people in their forties and fifties can imagine. Life will not be fireworks every day. Fireworks are beautiful because they are let off occasionally. If you let them go every day, you can't stand it.
A report on the status quo of marriage and love in China was published two days ago, which said that 70% of women want their partner to have a house, and 50% of men want their partner to have a house before they can get married.
I think 100% of women want to have a house, but in real life, not 100% of men have a house. No, China would never do that. So all women in China are single?
People always get married because of some other factors, just like my wife and I get married when our future is uncertain, but that is our happiest time. Simply think about it, you can turn plain into plain taste. In fact, I am extremely dull most of the time: I want to report topics, read newspapers, do live broadcasts, and then go home, and so on.
Life is like this. Only by being prepared for the dull can we create our own glory. If you think life should be brilliant, it is destined to be ordinary.
Many people ask me, Bai, are you successful now?
I always like high jump, not because I am good at it, but because it is like a metaphor of life. Have you found a characteristic of high jump: if you cross a height, you must put it to a new height. Even if all his competitors have left, he is already a champion, and he must rise another centimeter. After that, he will rise again, that is, he must declare his success with the failure of the last jump. I think it's too much like life. A person's ideal life is to declare his success with the failure of the last jump!
Many people are saying that it is not easy for young people nowadays. I understand that the whole society should care about you, but there is no need to spoil you. Some people say that we can't afford a house now, which is too bad. Who says people aged 27 or 28 can afford a house? Japanese and other countries are generally in their forties to have their own stable houses, so China people are impatient. I was 32 years old when I owned my first house. After renting a house for eight years, even our children were born on the road of wandering. You say, which generation of young people is easy? No generation of young people is easy!
What is the first sentence of a popular poem in our university? 2 1 year-old, we walked out of the swamp of youth? .
It can be seen that everyone is also in the swamp. Therefore, enlarge the best things in youth, enjoy this day, and rely on plain days to get happiness. So look forward to your future.