The real me and my past prose appreciation

The past is as ethereal as fallen leaves and as precious as a photo album. Recalling the past, I gradually found that the past self is the most real.

People are kind, but when they encounter earth-shaking changes, their nature will be covered up or disappeared. There are many good people and many bad people in the world. But I always believe that I am kind. In primary school, I was a crazy girl. Running on campus, deserting in class. But my study is still excellent. My classmates like playing tricks on me, but I tolerate them. Because they are kind by nature.

Time passed quickly, and I entered youth and junior high school. People and things on campus are so strange. Gradually, I found that only by learning to be good can I stay out of trouble. After a period of time, I made many friends, but true friendship is not so easy to find. What is friendship? I didn't really understand the deeper meaning of friendship at that time. In an instant, the next day. Studying is more intense. In the blink of an eye, I found that my study was regressing. It doesn't matter. I think the world is boring.

Yes, I've changed. Since I found friendship and a new environment, I found myself learning to cover up the scars of the past. In the past, I was happy without any troubles or obstacles. At that time, I was equal to everyone. Now I have a different tone for everyone. I was called "weird sister" by my classmates.

Students in the class, because of some complicated feelings, some boys and girls are puppy love, when others ask me who I like? I see, Nani? I don't have a secret crush. I like that I'm not disturbed by my feelings. Yes, I haven't liked any boys since primary school. Now I am very sad and feel that the world is boring. However, I believe I have a pure and curious heart. I didn't say I was narcissistic, but I found that I was getting more and more kind. When someone took my friend away, I said nothing, nothing. When the whole class hated that girl, I said in front of everyone: everyone makes mistakes sometimes, but after correcting them, he is still a good person.

I used to be really free with sister Lu. Past, past. The real me is a timid, simple, kind, loyal, friendly and beautiful girl, but I miss the crazy myself in the past.