What about the man you liked when you were young? Can you elaborate on it?

1. Although the love of youth is not love, it is the purest and most precious feeling in our life. Do you remember him or her when I was young? When I was young, there was a girl I couldn't forget. I liked a girl when I was young. She's cute, with Zhang Yuanyuan's face. What attracted me to her was that she got good grades and the teacher liked her very much, but she liked playing with us boys and watching us fight and run around together.

About the fourth grade of primary school, I moved to another town because of my parents' work, so I left the primary school that accompanied me for four years. But there is one person in my heart, and I can't give up. I still remember the day before I transferred to another school, and we were walking home from school together. She asked me if you would come to see me again! I said yes, and then she smiled and said to me, let's reach an agreement. Be sure to write a letter every week in the future to urge and encourage each other. When you enter a university, you must go to the same school. Hearing her words, I smiled happily.

We have always kept the habit of writing letters, and sometimes I will go back to my hometown to play with her. I feel very happy and pure with her. It can be said that there is no distraction in this relationship. Finally, one day, she told me that she was leaving and going far away, so that I could take good care of myself. Since then, I have lost contact with her. Young love is very simple, as long as the other person takes the initiative to speak, you can be happy all day.

4.？ I overheard his news not long ago and finally understood why she left. To put it simply, she chose to leave because I was worried that it would affect her future study. Fortunately, the world is fair. Now she is safe and has a family of her own. I heard that she was very happy. I heard that she also has her own doll. I heard that she often mentioned me to her former classmates and went to the primary school where we met countless times. Some like it, just like the wind that once fell in the wheat field, only the parties understand, and the world pretends that it never happened. No matter how old you are now, no matter how good you are now, someone must have wanted you to give everything. He is the man you are trying to protect. At the age of a teenager, all feelings are pure, and what you like is always vigorous, and nothing else is involved.