Select 5 campus love stories

At the beginning of the story, it is not the old-fashioned candlelight and roses, but that we just use air conditioners to warm each other in the cold winter night. There are no sweet words that cuddle together because of idol love, but you and I look at each other enviously and bow our heads and say nothing ... Here I will introduce you to the campus love story for your reference.

Campus love story 1

A long time ago, the cognition of love was just an ambiguous little pink on campus.

Two people secretly hand in hand, after a night of mending, walked through the crowded shopping mall together. They were careless because they were afraid of meeting acquaintances, and their palms suddenly tightened, so that their hearts could speed up. At that time, I had short hair with a mushroom head all day, thick bangs often hung in front of my forehead and wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, so my plain face was still in my palm: "Why are you so cute?" You are the most beautiful. "

Now think about it, love at that time may be the simplest and purest emotion. Campus love is really wonderful. I silently think about each other, but I still seriously think about studying hard and making good progress. Don't drag each other down. Meet in the morning, read books in the morning, and do problems together in the evening. They can ride bicycles and eat together. After saying goodbye to good night under the dormitory, they felt like the heroine who was treated gently by the world.

I never had any expectations for Valentine's Day, but when I received breakfast and stomach medicine in the corner of the table, I felt a little warm in my heart, only to recall the sentence I said casually during the chat, which has been silently remembered by him.

At that time, teenagers didn't know what the routine of love was, only knew that they really liked you. Just like holding hands, we can walk along the road of that school, without the heaviness and solemnity of being together, but with one heart and one mind, we can see each other's beauty.

Campus love story 2

Sixteen years old, the same age as flowers; Sixteen years old, hazy as rain. Sixteen-year-old, in middle school, a little ignorant about love. At that time, I didn't know what love was like, but I knew there was an unspeakable feeling. I am immersed in a beautiful illusion every day, maybe I have read too many novels, maybe I have been lazy in idol dramas, and in short I have a yearning for love.

That year, I was sixteen. When I was sixteen, I had an accident in my life. His appearance broke my original understated life, and his smile was deeply imprinted in my heart. Everything he said can lift my spirits and reverberate in my mind for a long time. One of his actions embarrassed me, and a warm smile seemed to light up my empty heart.

So, I began to see him in class from time to time. The teacher talked to me and scolded me with a frown, but I didn't listen to anything, just a little guilty. I thought: What's wrong with me? This idea seems to have been spinning in my mind. I only know that as long as I see him, my heart will be at a loss, but when I can't see him, I miss him very much.

I remember that time, I ran in a hurry, kept my head down and accidentally tripped, but I was held. However, in the face of a pair of clear and caring eyes, I petrified on the spot, surprised, ashamed and happy in my heart, and my face flushed to the extreme. I saw him gently open his lips: "Classmate, are you okay?" I froze for a while and replied, "... nothing, thank you!" ""Finally, I ran away in embarrassment.

Later, he transferred to another school and took away my ignorance and ecstasy, or ... my life returned to the starting point, like a vast ocean, falling into a pebble, causing ripples, and finally, slowly falling into the depths of the sea. Then I realized that maybe it was a secret love! But it's too late. Mine is gone.

Campus love story 3

On campus, it is often seen that alumni go back to the lake to take wedding photos, and lovers get married, which makes people envious.

David Beckham was also moved by the feelings of Huda's alma mater. Today, let's listen to their stories and feel the deep human feelings of Huda people!

Lei Xiao and Zhao Zhihui.

High school classmates, who became attached to Huda University, seem destined to meet you.

Thank you for meeting me. I believe everything is the best arrangement.

Chef Hu Yu Xiang

Xiantao middle school, Hubei Province, the same school, strangers, but love at first sight. Xiao Lei, who majored in chemical engineering and technology in the College of Chemistry and Chemical Engineering, and Zhao Zhihui, who majored in applied chemistry, brought the romance of seniors and juniors from campus into the marriage hall. On September 16, the two returned to Shahu Qinyuan, which had been away for a long time, hoping to freeze the most important pictures in their lives. In the library, I saw the hard-working postgraduate students; At the edge of the stadium, hearing the slogan of military training, the two seemed to see themselves seven or eight years ago.

20 12 freshmen reported to the site, and Lei Xiao attended the orientation activities of the college. When he reported for duty, he was impressed by the shy high school alumnus in front of him. Because the majors are similar, there are many opportunities for contact, and there are many * * * same topics. Lei Xiao gave Zhao Zhihui a lot of advice and help. Over time, the two became acquainted. The club recruits new people and they choose to enter the same department. After a long time, small emotions germinate.

Lei Xiao's graduation photo of two people.

Get better.

After four years in college, nothing earth-shattering happened between them, which is very common. Lei Xiao is warm and generous. He minored in accounting and took an active part in various school activities. He always has endless enthusiasm and energy. His enthusiasm also infected Zhao Zhihui. She became a cheerful and generous girl who was shy when talking to boys at the beginning of school and became an active member of the school.

Zhao Zhihui likes to be quiet. What he does most in college is to take Lei Xiao to the library to study. Here, they have seen the sunrise and sunset, listened to the closed music, and the most fulfilling time in the university is at the small desk in the library. Go back to school to take wedding photos, which is the first choice for framing.

Certificates and awards obtained by two people in four years of college.

In this way, after four years, I have won many awards and certificates, large and small, and I have also won many scholarships. They also often use their holiday time to travel, and almost all the scenic spots in the province have been there. People around us are envious of learning and playing, saying that this is what they think love is the best.

Join hands with thorns

After graduation, Lei Xiao went to work in other places, while Zhao Zhihui was preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination at school. They started a long-distance relationship for a year. Just like many couples, they challenge their feelings in different places. For various reasons, Zhao Zhihui can't go to the graduation ceremony with Lei Xiao, and Lei Xiao can't come back to Zhao Zhihui's graduation ceremony. After experiencing the test of trivial quarrels, the dawn finally appeared. A year later, Zhao Zhihui was successfully admitted to the Graduate School of Wuhan Branch of Chinese Academy of Sciences, and was given the opportunity to stay there. Lei Xiao also returned to Wuhan from other places and worked as a math teacher not far from Zhao Zhihui.

Six years of long-distance love, not vigorous. From heavy study to trivial life, we are all young. At the end of this year, the two are about to enter the marriage hall. Starting from Huda University, they chose to come back here when they entered a new stage of life, and missed the youth here in the most sincere way. As a math teacher, Xiao Lei used a math formula to design a Logo for her wedding: It is destiny takes a hand that there are peaches and plums in the piano garden, and they are tied with Mianyang.

Campus love story 4

He is in the next class. He is close to me and far away. He doesn't often play in the corridor. Only a few times did I go to fetch water or go to the toilet and pass by their class. I happened to see him standing quietly by the window of the corridor. His eyes were dim and he dared not stay too long. He was afraid that he would see me, so he quickened his pace and almost ran back to the classroom. As long as I see him, I will be happy, my lips will smile, and it will take me almost half a day to wake up.

I don't know his name, what he likes, his grades and his personality. I just simply think that this person is my type, just like the first day I met that person, I decided to like it. In the case of knowing nothing, the result at that time naturally ended in discord.

Imagine that he has a nice or serious name, two words or three words. Because I am the monitor, my grades will be good, and I am a student in the physics teacher's class, and my science will not be bad. He looks very gentle, not like a bad student, but a gentle scholar.

On my way back to class, I will inevitably pass by his class. When he was about to walk to the back door of his class, he came out of the front door wearing a black coat of the same style as mine (mine was white and I didn't wear it because it was too cold). He walked to the window a few steps away from the door, and I walked to the front door a few steps away from the door. Less than two meters away, he came slowly step by step and looked this way. I'm not sure if he is looking at me, because his sudden appearance makes me very uneasy. I just want to run away, but he is right in front of me and I can't break through. I have to bite the bullet and pretend to be relaxed. I looked further ahead and hobbled with him in a hurry.

In fact, I wanted to go there, but unfortunately I didn't have the courage, and he didn't give me a chance, so it was staggered, just like a railroad track separated at an intersection.

Sometimes I wonder, if he likes me, what will happen after being together? He will hold my hand, hug me gently, or patiently explain the exercises to me with a slight frown. He will wait for me after class, help me with some heavy kettles, and accompany me to the mailbox far away from the three teaching buildings. ...

But I'm just thinking. The reality is that I don't know his name and he won't know who I am. As long as I look at him quietly, I will be satisfied.

Dare not take the initiative to pursue, because I have lost confidence and courage in the impulse of grade one, afraid of being rejected again, afraid of meeting in the corridor, afraid of being gossiped after class by others. ...

The more you grow up, the more timid you become, even less brave than when you were a child.

That's it. That's it. I don't have to worry about when the other person will change his mind, nor do I have to worry about inexplicable troubles. I just need to look at him quietly and be satisfied.

I remember the preparations before the sports meeting. I saw him pin the flowers of the literary and art committee members of his class on my ear, which was an eye-opener. His skin is very white, and a delicate pink flower on his ear really stunned me, and I couldn't even hear the class sports Committee nagging. Their class was in front of ours when they came on stage. I watched him walk on the runway with flowers in his mouth, and then shouted slogans and threw them into the air-I almost forgot what to do after I took the stage.

What a coincidence! While we were waiting for the program, they were playing on the platform above, watching him sing seriously and doing sign language dance in an orderly way, which made the physics teacher next to them quite anxious. We sat in the stands after class, and I pretended to look at him casually-wow! Sitting cross-legged a little want to laugh, hurriedly gently cough a cry, the folding of the mood, but he seems to have found me, several times to look here-I dare not look at him again, so close your eyes and listen to the chorus of other classes.

I don't think I found it. After all, I'm inconspicuous.

One day in the corridor, I seemed to hear his voice, but I didn't remember or care what he said at all, except that it was nice, like the feeling of clouds drifting slowly across the sky. So I like it better and I am more afraid that he will find me.

But he will probably never find me, because I don't want to be in his life at all. It's enough for me to have such an idea. It's enough to know that you have a crush on this kind of thing.

Campus love story 5

When she liked him, she was a freshman, and he was a junior. When they met for the first time, she and several classmates took part in the literary knowledge contest on behalf of the department. She stood beside him, waiting for him to print the materials. He turned his head, smiled and said, "Sit down and wait." She immediately replied, "thank you, stand still so that you can be efficient." He smiled: "You are quite humorous."

She prepares for the game and occasionally asks him questions. Every time I see him, she feels nervous and anxious, but she hides it well. She knew that she was ordinary. Standing in the crowd, she got lost in a second. Although her articles are beautiful and eloquent, she sees that they are slightly weak in real and secular love. He is the president of the student union. He is tall and burly. Although he is not very handsome, he always gives people a feeling of comfort and peace of mind. She thought, people's life is often not afraid of not seeing the person they like, but afraid that the person they like has no patience to like themselves.

She likes Rene Liu with milk tea, and she never lets go of every song, film and television play and book of milk tea. She wrote in her diary: "No one will understand why I am so obsessed with milk tea. I like her because I like myself, which is a helpless narcissistic complex. It can make me refuse to hurt and protect myself, even if I lose love because of it ... "

Unexpectedly, she didn't play well in the preliminaries, so she threw the pen on the spot and ran out. Unexpectedly, he followed and whispered, "Don't be sad, just try your best. With experience, it is not too late to try again next time. " She turned her back and said coldly, "Thank you! I don't need the comfort of others. " Hearing his footsteps leaving, she bit her lip and stopped crying.

She still often meets him and greets him happily. Even if she only sees him once a day, her heart will be quiet all day. She knew that her heart was too impetuous, but when she saw him, she immediately calmed down. It's like a wandering child finding a home and drinking a cup of warm milk tea in winter. She is obsessed with that feeling and can't extricate herself. Until one day, she saw him holding hands with a beautiful girl and walked past her sweetly.

Later, she was busier. She knew he was going to take the postgraduate entrance examination and leave the city. Maybe time has diluted this feeling. Sometimes she won't feel uneasy if she doesn't see him for a week. Even once she talked to him, she didn't feel uneasy and had no heartbeat. She is a little happy and a little sour.

At one time, playing cards were popular among girls to predict their love fortune. This is the first time she has played such a game, holding playing cards, thinking of his smile and shuffling cards reverently and uneasily. Judging from the cards, she and he are far apart and it is difficult to get together. Although joking, she stayed up all night that night.

Hearing the news that he broke up with his girlfriend, she asked, "Why?" After a long silence, he said, "We all love the wrong person and we all want to go back to loneliness." She was speechless, and the song of milk tea suddenly sounded in her ear: "I'll wait for you for half a year, and I'll forget you after the deadline ..."

As the day of his postgraduate entrance examination approached, she asked him how he was preparing. He said mercilessly: "The situation is very bad. It seems that I really have to go this time. " She laughed at his humor. He looked at her and said solemnly, "You must come and see me off when I leave, and then I will give you a present." It was a long time before she said, "Good friends, of course."

That day, he called to report the good news. He was admitted to a graduate school in a famous university, and she blessed him happily. However, she didn't go to his farewell party as promised, and she thought that if she was destined to forget, she might as well not meet. Walking alone on the road, she recalled her meeting and conversation with him. Unconsciously, she went to the small restaurant he met, hesitated for a long time, turned and walked to the corner, and sat under the street lamp to make herself cry happily. There was milk tea singing "I am waiting for you" in the earphone.

"Hey, here we are, why not go to dinner? Lose face. " He admitted that when he said these words, his heart was very painful, really painful. He took a gift for her and burned the CD of milk tea "I am waiting for you" just because she said it was her favorite song. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. The song "I am waiting for you" came from the earphone. He gently pulled her up and held her in his arms.

We have a heart to heart with each other, and after going round and round, she and he finally came together.