Tell me about first love.

First, the years have passed, and you are outside my guess. I don't care what you think.

Second, if my life has no wisdom, it will only be eclipsed; If there is no love in my life, it will be destroyed.

Third, the wolf smiles well. I pretend that I have no tears because I am tolerant.

I wish I were a boy again, because an injured knee is always easier to repair than a broken heart.

Fifth, the feeling of holding hands with the first love, the joy of whispering in the heart: green mountains and green waters, a pair of shadows stretched by the sunset, before and after; A field path, a semi-old bicycle, turn left and right. Memories make the heart younger.

6. How can a person only do the same thing, live in the same room, sleep in the same bed, watch the same street scene and spend the same spring, summer, autumn and winter? How can you be loyal to only one master and infatuated with the same person?

Not being loved is a kind of pain, but what is more painful is not being loved after being loved.

8. The first time I walked through this door, I knew I would say goodbye one day, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. Four years, exactly four years. My university, my teacher, my classmates, my first love! How can I give up and miss you!

To love someone means to give everything to the other person no matter what, no matter whether the other person loves himself or not, he has no regrets.

First love is like a bag of red bean ice, which dissolves in a blink of an eye. What you can remember is the sweetness hidden in your heart. Source: First Love Red Bean Ice

You feel lonely not because no one cares about you, but because you care about someone who doesn't care about you.

12. I pray to God with a sincere heart. Please give me the beauty of love. Even if I spoil you with persistence and please you with romance, I only hope to get a hug of love. I love you, Cupid knows you need to know more.

Thirteen, the first love is good and bad. On the bright side, we will always remember who our first love was. Too bad we often lose him.

If I could go back in time, I would choose not to know you. Liu Juan's "The First Love is Not Full"

Fifteen, the first love, no matter how thrilling, will one day disappear, no matter how vivid the memories will fade. Our first love is the same as every subsequent love, all of which are takeout and gambling. However, when I first fell in love, because I was a novice, I was uneasy and impressed. After being in love for a long time, we became insensitive. Please call me "Douban" Qi Haijun.

Sixteen, the first love is an unforgettable memory, no matter what it brings you is a beautiful memory, or full of sour pain, but it is undeniable that everyone has experienced different feelings of first love. She was the first girl who touched my heart, when I was just in high school.

Seventeen, only blame the meeting is too beautiful, I forgot how impossible we are.

Can I wait for you? But when your wound is scarred, I am as stubborn as you.

Nineteen, we can never have another childhood; There can be no junior high school; There can be no more first love; There can be no happiness in the past. Yesterday, a second ago, it was impossible to go back in time. Life is a sitcom that cannot be replayed.

The innocence of first love is still the most beautiful scenery in our hearts. May our hearts always have a pure feeling; Let the most beautiful scenery be hidden in the depths of our souls and accompany us all our lives.

The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but when you go out to buy apples, buy me a bag of apples.

Twenty-two, the first love is beautiful, everyone has had a beautiful first love.

Twenty-three, yesterday was Qixi Valentine's Day, others stayed, and we drove; Others go to the park, we go to the expressway; When others enter the cinema, we enter the service area; Others sleep in the hotel double bed, and we sleep in the car bunk bed; The happiness of others' first love, we rushed like chicken blood; Others are picking up girls and we are picking up noodles; Others walk in the street and we run on the highway.

Twenty-four, some people, forget it, people don't care about you, why do you wronged yourself. No matter how painful or sad, people can't see it.

Twenty-five, first love is like the beautiful scenery you see instantly on a roller coaster. Even if it is beautiful, it only exists at that moment. Riding a roller coaster again can't get the same feeling back.

Twenty-six, I envy you for being spoiled by him. You must not know that the love you have now can't be exchanged for my efforts of a thousand times and ten thousand times.

Dear, please remember: I have been in love many times, but I still have to believe in love. Few couples succeed in their first love. When I was a teenager, I broke up mostly because I didn't understand love, but the love at that time must be true. Love is a technical job, and the skills you learn in the process of love are not easy for others to give. And these things will affect your future marriage and even your life.

Twenty-eight, facing, is not necessarily the most sad. Loneliness is not necessarily unhappy. It may not last long to get it. Lose, not necessarily no longer have. Don't love wrongly because of loneliness, and don't be lonely all your life because of wrong love.

Twenty-nine, he left, and you only kept the unfinished sentence "I love my next blood" and a belt.

Thirty, either a glass of boiling water will burn me to death or a glass of ice water will freeze me to death. Please don't consume me with warm water.

I can face anyone's departure calmly, but you are an exception.

Thirty-two, there is poverty in the corner, there is only endless acacia.

Thirty-three, I am not as educated as her, I don't deny it; But I love you more than she does, which is true.

34. My mother praised my good eye, and the scarf I chose was really beautiful. I smiled happily. This is the only gift you left me now. ...

Thirty-five years later, I was excited to meet my first boyfriend. . .

Thirty-six, whether you love me so much or I love you so much, all stagnate in the past, and love is over.

Thirty-seven, you are mine, and no one can take it away. I am so overbearing; I'm yours, and no one can take it away. I'm too stubborn.

Thirty-eight, accompanied you through the lush years, but did not walk into your faltering time.