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My Girl

Monday on March 16th, 2020Other

Long tail to adolescence, and I realized that, like the beautiful girl is perfectly normal thing to do. "Pretty" is the word, for my part, not simply refer to the appearance, but also into the soul.

I was born there would be no resistance to the girl. From small to large, I have been a very shy person, and every girl talk face to face, always blush with embarrassment, incoherent. In my eyes, or in my imagination, women are synonymous with beauty. Before, I did not know how to appreciate the girls graceful posture, but will always be for them a shallow smile, a casual Looking back, faint or pan-cheek crimson shy touched, and therefore miss the long with, count on. Now, close your eyes every time, my mind will jump girls smiling face, downcast eyes with unspeakable hope.

There was a time I became very shameless (and perhaps still is), and opened a bad girl "joke" and then remorse and guilt plagued me, devouring my imagination girls platonic. "Hamlet" in a sentence: "a small amount of evil enough to write off all the noble qualities." Suddenly, I feel like those who do not deserve to go like summer like bright girl, who is in March catkins in my life, whisk chaos of a passing thought that he was unaware, in this life, they are perhaps the stranger so'm thinking of.

Child in particular, write "Chi Ying Hua Rong fragrance," wrote his story in disease and girls, those girls nice, angered and I liked them, I also want to talk with them, hug them and, if there is chance, I will gently kiss. Children in particular really happy, and so many good girls to play in one, unrestrained, a lot like gem, envy dead. Suddenly feel old, too old to want to kiss a girl he likes at the age of fifteen. And then, I like the man? Honestly, I have never and your favorite girls held hands, I'd have no regrets, because they do not like me, I had obediently kiss the boys.

Each girl is beautiful, I'm telling the truth, I always from a girl who found a beautiful place. In principle, I do not like make-up girl, and sometimes makeup can also be, in my eyes a lot of beautiful girls enough, it is not necessary superfluous. Between people's appreciation of beauty is different, so I like the pretty girl in the eyes of others may be on the general. Carefully think about it, I probably did not like the "public beauty", I admit that they look beautiful pretty, but I only hope interjection window, Yanjuan contemplation of girls are more favorable impression, or that I like is a little bit pretty girl, or that can not be called beautiful but lovely girl. This girl is really everywhere, but some let me love at first sight, some of my disdain. These are all my partiality inevitably makes mistakes.

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In my world, I did not know a lot of girls are not even present in my "girlfriend", I do not care if they know my mind, because it has always been my wishful thinking to imagine nothing more. A few months ago, I have been naive with their actions tell a girl who likes to be perhaps happy, but I keep telling myself that people like to have is a blessing. But even this happiness, for me, is not readily available, it is difficult because I realized that I really fell in love with a person, this is really sad ah. Like thousands and thousands of girls, but do not know what love is? But to cope with the suffocating loneliness since I have a rogue way: Sipilailian and students to come to their classes pretty girls photos and contact details, and then they racked their brains to find an excuse to strike up a conversation. I proved this trick does not work, the other simply pay any attention to me, even though I took rob girls might like Xu Zhimo's poem "I am a cloud in the sky, the occasional wave projection in your heart - in an instant they eliminated trail "Although not able to chat with her a few words, but looking at her photo, my imagination began to overflowing - and she was beautiful, sweet smile, long hair , fair skin, there is life, mood, also likes to read - well, the conclusion is this girl I like. So in love with a complete stranger girl, I do not feel sloppy, emotional Are there strange and familiar boundaries? I have dreamed many desirable girl, forgot to wake up after their appearance and name, I do not doubt this girl is the dream of one, in the distant waters listen bamboo wind Xiang Yin.

This fate thing, says no, I will not give up one day and met her hopes, will not give up just like every girl I met are likely to be looking for my man. At that time, I would say: "What a coincidence ah, really you!"

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Over the years, secretly like there are a lot of girls, some only one side of the border, while others are meeting every day, but which I did not forget them. Well girls like these, just like a cup of chrysanthemum tea, like a lazy weekend sleep, life is worth to savor the details.

Many years ago, on his brother's wedding, I met a girl, is still etched in my memory. She similar age and I, not very pretty face, not long hair pulled into a bun at the back, often with a smile, lively in contains shy, I can not help heart, after a very long time, I've seen her the most beautiful girl, but unfortunately since I never saw her chance.

Only the other side of the edge of the girls, I did not even looked at her carefully. Was winter, she wore feathers with velvet suits, boots, seemed to wear woolen gloves, giving her bangs, a timid face very cute, maybe something should be a Li Jian Song "and more in the crowd just because looked at you, never forget your face. " Back home, I struggled bruising to write a poem given to her, was really a grass, but even I can not be satisfied.

Of course, I also liked San Mao, I want to read a book a boy Sanmao's not like she was not normal yet. Then there are the young reader wrote to San Mao, San Mao said let waiting for him, waiting for him to grow up to marry her. If I live at that time, that place, perhaps I have done so.

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I can responsibly say that I was holding absolutely serious attitude like every girl. In just these years, I liked and still like so many girls, but do not think they bother, because I did not love, or do not really love, so my heart is still not the owner, so it like a naughty child, joyfully to chase butterflies, but also clumsy pen with body painting under hazy dream.

Sometimes I think about, he is still not alone, I like girls, like the stars of heaven, in the night with me quietly, but also during the day, out of sight, smiled at me.

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