Among the friends I know, there are already two first-time lovers who have become friends with each other. One of them said to the bride at the wedding: "I know you are, why should you take such a big circle?"
Yes, if we can all succeed in our first love, how successful is life? But I was thinking again, if the fate does not let everyone go around, we will not know who is the fate of the fate, and there will be no such thing as "there is a lover to become a genus."
First love is beautiful and cruel. When we are still ignorant of the world, we have gone through the whole process of love and even about life. I even think that the pattern of first love determines each person's relationship after adulthood. You will find that no matter how you pick, the people you like are a type. Perhaps, the appearance is different, the family background is different, people from different regions have different characteristics of their hometown, but there is no fundamental difference in thinking about it. Some of these people have a mysterious trait that is unclear and unclear. It deeply attracts you. Whether you are happy or painful, you can't extricate yourself. Just like a curse is born for you. Among these people, the first thing that appears in your life is your first love.
The film "The Four Seas", New Year's card, snowball, Aaron Kwok's "I want to secretly tell you that I love you" is the key word in my first love story, but the most crucial word is "betrayal."
At that time, as a good boy in the eyes of a teacher, a literary backbone trained by the school, and a school flower that students are eager to enjoy, my loneliness and self-respect are not allowed to fall in love. However, in a film-sharing event organized by the school, I met him in the next class of the same grade... In my later memory, it seems that only one time in my life is the love at first sight, the feeling that the heart jumps out. And never appeared again.
The good part is probably the same as everyone, and the cruel part is as dramatic as drama.
Because of my refusal, he began to pursue friends around me, and many anecdotes about him. I think he is really a bad person, I think I was deeply hurt. Since then, the word "betrayal" has been burnt in my heart like a soldering iron, and the word "hate" has appeared in the dictionary of my life for the first time. At that time, I still didn't know that I was Scorpio, but my "Scorpio" nature made me respond to him with indifference.
After two years of indifference, I took the initiative to find him and said to him arrogantly: "I am leaving, I am going to be an actor." The feeling of "victory" offsets many tears that I have secretly fallen in these two years. In addition to hiding in the room, a girl writes secret secrets in her beloved diary. What courage and method to face the betrayal of love? This habit or sequela left in the first love still exists in my later emotional experience. The real feelings in my heart will only appear in my diary. I don't know how to express myself or believe that others can truly appreciate my feelings.
Years later, in Beijing, on the winter days when the goose feathers were snowing, I met him unexpectedly on the street of Wukesong. We look at each other and can't believe the facts at hand. The next day is my birthday, he still remembers and sent me a small house music box, then everyone hurriedly said goodbye...
This music box has been with me for many years. In the difficult years, as long as you open the music box and listen to it, you are not afraid of anything. When I was in the first year of college, the inspiration from the music box made me the first place in the performance professional exam. A small music box is conveying an invisible power, this power is love!
This experience is not a formal love, or simply not a love, but the feeling of love can be retained until now and even longer. I have gone through thousands of sales, no longer remember the so-called betrayal and hurt, but filled my heart with the music box with love, singing joyfully, giving love joyfully.
I always say that it is to get back better, and everything is the same. Retrieving the feeling of first love, finding memories, is to find the true self in the depths of the soul.