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Through the frozen window, misty morning, I can see the opposite railings leaning against a group of rowdy boys, their laughter passed through the glass, to the noisy classroom, leaving only a point of sound, chaos, fuzzy. Their faces are intoxicating laughter, winter seems to melt in their mouth, turn into a point of breath, blowing into a lively scene, people want to be able to melt into them immediately.
Among them, there is a boy, is so dazzling, very handsome, very lively, also very clever, the study results are very good, this is for us, these advantages already can be called perfect. So many girls, after class, all around him play, maybe, many boys have hate, jealousy, and girls have a lot of wait, and some daydream, and my first secret love is buried in this many girls, but quietly, far, looking for the morning, but eager to have a barrier, can cover me to see his dedication and not, so that only one pair of eyes, to spy on me and his world, but not, how many times, that laugh, that Sometimes, I think, poor not I am a bystander, but I can only be a bystander.
Said he is in love, is a girl in their own class, and the girl who happens to live next door, is very lively, perhaps, this is also a weapon, I silly thought, if I can be very
active, perhaps, one day he can notice me, so I hide all my sadness, and began to play in the corridor with other students, eyes always look at him, he is like my kite line, pulling my heart, let me feel his tension at all times,
Several times downstairs, I deliberately bypass our stairs, hoping to pass through their classroom, to see his desk, to breathe the air he breathes every day, or, in their stairs, we meet, his eyes inadvertently drifting through me, and I have been red face, low head, the heart has a little satisfaction, but also some sad, yes, his eyes passed me, not stay!
The gossip about him had been around the campus, and every time I flew into my ears, I was careful, and pretended not to listen, this time, his girlfriend was sitting in our classroom, yes, she was, and she admitted, so well, so happy, with a to show off smile, and she got him from so many people we longed for, as if overnight. Miss his world, and become my torture!
High one up, two, Again, look forward to!
I am the first in our class, he is the second, our life, also has intersection, this makes me happy!
Maybe god heard my call, arranged the seat, I sat behind him, perhaps began
to spend, dare not look up, dare to look at him, but only dare to steal his back, so healthy, so straight. I do not know when, we began to talk, perhaps from the loan of half a rubber start, then, we talk very high, what we talk about, probably forgotten. Even, in the supervision of the English teacher's morning reading, we all hide behind the book, later, early self-study, has become our chat time, so many other students' voice, I speak with his voice in it, very little detection, although a bit neglected to study, but, very happy!
Once a Chinese teacher arranged us to write a composition, and I wrote about him spilling the ink onto my clothes ( what the subject is, really forget ). Of course, he accidentally knocked over my ink bottle, and then he became a river, and my white shirt was of course doomed. Sure, another name, such as Xiao Wang, Xiao Li, Xiao Li, happened to read my composition in front of my classmates, maybe, everyone knows that the ink on my desk is his, so when the teacher mentioned the Xiao Wang in my composition, he shouted his name, when a little embarrassed, the face is probably red. Just, our Chinese teacher is still reading, at the time, fortunately the theme of the article did not reveal that I like him, or else, I really can be ashamed to see people.
The first monthly exam, I passed the fourteenth, he passed the ninth, the teacher said to my name, you see, you just came in, was the first, how to return so much. There are two of us talking about the reason, but the large group of
repeaters is also swept the first eight, this day, can not live.
Later, the teacher changed seats, was also a good grade boy sitting together, we also open each other's jokes, but seems to feel, there is always a pair of eyes staring at me, sometimes, the teacher on the blackboard, allowing students to sit in front, he always ran to our seats, with us, chat, side copy. However, as a result of the repeated years, we were under great pressure, and at some time, I was very confused, especially in physics, especially in physics, and it was really bad, and I was aware of his difficulties, so I noticed that one night, the students left, I wrote a note, presumably to encourage him, to find no one, slipped into his desk, put out the lights, and left alone in the dark.
Inadvertently, winter, several snow, suddenly found his hand was red with cold, but still dressed in thin clothes, at that time, I had an idea, want to stick his hand, let his hands on my face, I would like to use my body temperature face, warm his hand, but after all, just think, dare not do this.
After the end of the winter, he transferred away, this secret love, in silence, with his departure, everything is over.
Grown up, suddenly found that he once loved him, determined not that I now want the boy, the wheel of youth, run over everyone, will have different marks, I am
running, he is back.
Just because of his friend's concern, in this cold winter, ask him, this winter, is it still cold? I hope you have found your true woman.
透过结冰的窗，多雾的早晨，依稀可以看见对面栏杆旁倚立着一群打闹的男生女生，他们的笑声经过玻璃，传到嘈杂的教室，只剩下点点余音，混沌，模糊。他们的脸上却都是醉人的笑，冬天仿佛融化在他们的嘴里，化成点点哈气，吹成了热闹的画面，让人恨不得能够马上融入其中。
其中，有个男生，是那么耀眼，很帅，很活泼，还很聪明，学习成绩很好，这对于花季的我们来说，这些优点已经可以堪称完美。那么多女生，那么多课后，都是围绕着他嬉戏，或许，许多男生心中生了恨，有了嫉妒，而女生也有了许多观望，些许遐想，而我的第一份暗恋也埋葬在这众多的女生中，那么不起眼，只能静静地，远远地，期待没雾的早晨，但是又渴望有一份屏障，能掩护我看他的专心与不离，于是，将书立起来，遮住下半边脸，只剩下一双眼睛，窥探着只属于我和他的世界，却不知，多少次，那笑声，那打闹，模糊了我的眼，化成了点点泪花，滑落了我的脸，心，也是硬生生地疼！有时候，我想，可怜的不是我是一个旁观者，而是我只能是一个旁观者。
传说他恋爱了，是他们自己班的一个女生，而那个女生刚好在我的隔壁寝室住，长相一般，却是相当地活泼，或许，这也是一种武器吧，当时的我傻傻地想，只要自己能很活泼，说不定，哪一天他也能注意到我，于是，我把我的所有忧伤掩藏起来，也开始在走廊