Have you ever been laughed at for liking someone? How does that feel?

Anyway, I feel a little sad. If the classmates around me know that I like someone, I will talk about it. It is really the biggest campus violence in the student era. There is nothing wrong with liking someone, so why should others make ill-intentioned comments? In fact, everyone has their own favorite people. Some people are smarter and more low-key, and then they pass by quietly without being known to everyone. Those who are unlucky and have relatively simple thoughts are found out by others and passed on one by one, which is particularly annoying.

When I was a child, I would be sad because of these things, and even feel inferior. I felt that others were judging me. Looking back now, there is nothing wrong with me. I dare to love and hate. I am simple-minded. There is nothing wrong with liking someone. It's the people with bad intentions who are at fault. I am much better, this is who I am, no matter what, as long as I know that the fault is not mine, I can reconcile myself.

Then if you are indeed good enough. There won't be so many people talking behind your back. Even if it is a discussion, he will say something nice. There must have been a lot of girls when I was a student. They all liked the most handsome boy in the next class. But they all kept it silently in their hearts. So I wasn't laughed at. These are smart girls.

But those girls with simple minds are not so lucky. If I had to do it again, I would still have to be smarter. Only by being smart can you protect yourself! This is what the outside world is like. You can't point fingers at others to be good. Although the fault lies with others, I have to learn to be smarter. This is the lesson those things taught me.