Lenovoworld was released on June 2006-1518: 21:00.
Everything I did in high school was for girls. I wish I had a higher motive, but I don't. Actually, I'm not the only one with this problem. Many boys around me are slaves to hormones. We are the most mediocre group in the school. We are too fat, too thin and have too many acne. We envy the handsome guys on the school basketball team most, and the number of girlfriends who buy flowers can be discounted.
After school in the afternoon, when we saw a girl who was pleasing to the eye, we followed her to Jinshitang Bookstore. She picked up Xi Murong's Li Qixiang, and I picked up San Mao's The Story of the Sahara, keeping a bookshelf distance, moving with her pace, hoping to see her student number and class, and then ask my classmate's cousin when I go back. The envelope says "from Lin, a student who has been attending classes for two years". The letter said, "I saw you at Jinshitang that day, and I wonder if I can become a pen pal …" Yes, a pen pal. At the age of seventeen, we don't know love. We only know how to practice the feeling of oversupply with fancy words.
Of course we crave physical contact. At the Ximending Ice Palace, we leaned against the railing, chewed gum and admired the black skirts of the girls floating on the ice. "One-stop", we hold the girl in front of us by the waist, as carefully as holding a vase. When the girl fell, we cheered secretly, but we could pretend to be sympathetic: "Do you want me to teach you how to brake?" When she left the ice palace, she said, "To thank you for teaching me to brake, I'll treat you to squid soup!" " "On the narrow table, she reached out and wiped off the soy sauce on you. You put down your chopsticks and folded the long sleeves for her. She got on the bus, ran to the back, sat down and waved to you. You walked backwards, got carried away and fell into a ditch. I am most proud of going to a concert in a girls' school. Before Jacklyn Wu became famous, a handsome boy listened to her sing "Riding on Singing Wings" in Zhongshan Girls' School. The next day, when the program was circulated in class, Jacklyn Wu's photo was actually cut out when he reached the back row. Looking at the broken program, we compose our own music for the lyrics above. " Dear Wu: "We took out perfume stationery with poems printed on it." I wrote a new song for your song. I wonder if I can be a pen pal with you ... "
The school chorus competition is also what we expect. In order to improve the participation rate, the monitor will find a female classmate from a friendly school to accompany him. After school, the monitor picked her up at the school gate and proudly took her to the playground. Boys lying on the railing on the third floor greeted them with whistles and paper planes for three minutes. "Dear classmates, this is Lin. She will stay with us. " In the next three months, we had a group lover. Everyone is speculating about her blood type, and the class meeting is held temporarily to argue about what gift to give her. During the rehearsal break, everyone rushed to send her drinks. At the end of the game, we asked her to sign the score: "Do you have a boyfriend?" "I like Chopin" "Chopin" "What class is he in?"
There is usually an outing after the chorus competition. Early in the morning on Sunday, we began to form a circle, pretending to discuss chemistry topics enthusiastically, but our eyes were peeking at girls and secretly commenting. In addition to the group barbecue, another reserved program for the outing is throwing handkerchiefs. The girl threw a handkerchief behind your back, so you must pick it up and chase her. This game doesn't make any sense, but it allows you to see the attendees at a glance, which is more efficient when you want to call later. Beautiful girls always sit with others on their way back. Occasionally, you are lucky, but she falls asleep on your shoulder. Hair floats under your nose, and you will pull one out on impulse. Because you know that one day she will marry someone else and deny the feelings of youth. She doesn't remember that you once spent 30 minutes baking a fat sausage for her, and used up half of your first love and a whole bottle of sand tea sauce.
Senior three, I still hope to catch a little affection in the cram school. Why didn't the girls from Zhongshan Girls' School in the second row come? Did the girl in the fourth row change her watch? Yes, we noticed the watch and even the hair on our arms. After half a semester, I finally got up the courage to send a note: "I want to know you and live a long life." She turned her head and we immediately buried ourselves in our books. After class, we waited at the elevator door: "I heard that her boyfriend is attached to the middle school." But we are pustules in our bones and dare not fight for the girl we love. She came out with glasses and looked at us. Our blood immediately boiled: "Which affiliated middle school is bigger?"
I didn't find the one attached to the middle school after all. Later, he entered the Foreign Languages Department of National Taiwan University, with a ratio of ten to one. For me, high school ended in such a hurry. Superstition is eternal and simple, the time when Xi Murong, San Mao and Jacklyn Wu lived! Sitting in the classroom of the Foreign Languages Department, everything I have dreamed of for three years is in front of me, and I don't know why I am lonely.
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