The love of TFboys is childish

In too much, I, outside the story, acted as a listener and a plotter.So, I told her: "It's just a not-so-beautiful misunderstanding, and it's just a mistaken friendship for love." Friendship is the colorful sunshine of our middle school life; love is a strange word for us.We are still naive, who knows love?Can't yearn for, let alone chase.Friendship and love are always adjacent to each other. We should use a calm and rational ordinary heart to distinguish between friendship and love.

In the blooming season, we embrace friendship and reject love!

Friendship composition: Friendship is a fortune that life bestows on us. As the saying goes: rely on parents at home, and rely on friends when going out.I verified this statement when I went to summer camp.On the first night of the summer camp, we all went to bed. I happened to be sleeping under the air conditioner. I was shivering from the cold as soon as I went to bed. Seeing this, my roommate Ding Ding Yuanyuan turned the temperature up a few degrees, but it still didn’t work. Then hid in bed.Yuanyuan suggested: "Let's borrow a blanket next door." Ding Ding agreed.So the two of them went to the dormitory next door in their pajamas and borrowed a blanket. I put the blanket on the quilt and felt much warmer.

"However, if you expose your head outside, you will catch a cold." Yuanyuan said.After Ding Ding agreed, they got busy again, "Hat!" Ding Ding's eyes suddenly lit up, "Let her put on the hat, so she won't be cold." So I put the hat on again. "Ah! It's so warm, it's not cold at all! Thank you!" "You're welcome." Ding Ding Yuanyuan smiled at me knowingly.Every morning, they comb my hair; at noon, they bring me delicious food; when I encounter difficult activities, they cheer me up; when I fail, they comfort me; when I succeed, they congratulate me; When encountering difficulties, they help me find solutions; when I carry heavy things, they help me carry them... Without them, I would not be able to persevere.Rely on your parents at home and friends when you go out. Although family affection is very important, friendship is even more important.

Love quotes: The love of post-90s is helplessness, dilapidation, silence, and more sadness.

In the flashy season, the ruthless memory is like a yellowed photo that destroys the crowded memory. The love tree of the post-80s has already been fruitful, and the post-90s have grown from the twigs and buds to saplings just around the corner.

I don’t know why, when I turned on the computer, I wanted to write about the love of the post-90s generation. Maybe my eyes could no longer bear the so-called love based on money, so I wanted to write, right-click to create a new text document—OK—Open— pen to paper.

His name is Murong Xuan. Whenever someone hears his name, they will inevitably think that I am a girl. Contrary to his name, he is a pure man with a southerner's passionate and unrestrained temperament. He likes to write, to be precise, he likes to be quiet In the sun, then close your eyes and think about how comfortable your future life is, or how difficult it is?

Murongxuan's father is a very simple farmer. When Murongxuan was very young, his mother left a letter because she disliked such a difficult life and left in a hurry. In my memory, my mother had golden hair. He is 1, and his mother hugged him most of the time, because he was born with sepsis when he was a child, and he rarely walked. Whenever he saw children of the same age running freely in the field or in the creek After swimming and playing, he would nestle in his mother's arms in loss, listen to her mother's storytelling, and then sleep peacefully. This is the only memory left, although it seems a little ignorant.

Father said that shortly after his mother left, he got a lot of money by chance, and because of that money, his illness was cured. Perhaps to Murong Xuan, he had never felt a little gratitude, but more just Complaining, puzzled, confused.From then on, he hated those vain women to the point of loathing them.

"After eating, I went to work in the field. Yesterday's seedlings haven't been planted yet, so you have to be quicker today." Father turned his head and said to Murong Xuan while scooping up the steaming porridge.

Murong Xuan didn't seem to hear it, but just looked at his father's vigorous and vicissitudes, nodded, took the rice with faint smoke, and gestured with his chopsticks to pick up the leftovers on the plate.

Chu Yang shines on the wall through his thatched hut, and the air is filled with the smell of smoke produced by rural people cooking. Murong Xuan lifted up a stool and sat in front of the house to enjoy the orange-red sun in the morning. Half of Yang's body can be vaguely seen hanging slantingly on the mountain, as if it might fall down at any time. It is not so much a sunrise as a sunset.

As the college entrance examination is approaching, Murong Xuan spends most of his time reviewing or staring listlessly at piles of review materials. The thick review materials are pressed on the desk, and the legs of the table seem to be crushed by the materials at any time. broken by weight.

Murong Xuan was admitted to a key university in Xiamen with excellent grades. After that, the atmosphere of study became even more tense. Because his family was poor, he had to save money on food and expenses as he was single. Trouble, every time my father calls, he will answer "Well, I'm doing well, Dad, you have to take care of your health." In fact, it is not the case. Most of the students who study in that high school are from rich families. Wan Guan, he will inevitably be excluded and ridiculed, but for him, grades are more important. Murong Xuan has an ideal since he was a child, that is to read a lot of books, learn a lot of knowledge, and find a good job. Good work to serve my father.

In the summer of the second semester, Murongxuan met Xiaoying. Xiaoying is a very simple girl. Like most girls, she wears bangs, does not dye her hair, does not perm her hair, does not wear makeup, and is a typical good girl. Obviously, There are very few girls like this in this school.

Xiaoying is studying in the music department. She is born with a natural and pure voice. Her family background is superior, but she is simple and simple. She does not wear designer clothes and bags like other girls in the school. She likes to stand in the corridor and look at the opposite side during her spare time. Murong Xuan in the class, watching him study, surrounded by a group of noisy students, but he was not affected at all, until one day, Xiaoying made up her mind to ask him for a QQ number, and after school, she was alone in the cafeteria Looking for the figure of Murong Xuan, he sat opposite to Murong Xuan, and asked him politely that he ran away after taking the QQ number. vegetable.

After returning to the dormitory, Murong Xuan picked up his mobile phone and found that a stranger had added his QQ account. He was not curious because he knew which girl he met in the cafeteria just now, and replied, "Is it you? You are in the cafeteria." After pressing the reply, she started to study, and after a while, the girl replied to the message, "Well, you are that Xiaoxuan from the literature department, right?" Xiaoxuan?Except for his father, it seemed that no one had ever called him that, and suddenly he felt a warmth that he had never felt before.

In the following years, they went shopping together, ate a piece of ice cream together in the same ice cream shop, looked up at the stars under the tree, counted the traces of fashion together, and silently made a promise in their hearts. Wish, on TV, Murong Xuan often sees the woman's parents who refuse to accept the marriage because they dislike the poverty of the man's family. The boy doesn't know how long this kind of love can last, but he is very persistent. The girl also knows the situation of the boy's family. She rushes to pay the bill every time when shopping, she will not dislike the boy at all, because she knows that Murong Xuan is a very self-motivated person, and will definitely treat herself well in the future.

After graduating, Xiaoying hoped to bring Murongxuan home to show to her parents. Under Xiaoying's repeated urging, Murongxuan went. When she first stepped into the gate, she couldn't help but feel a little chill in her heart. The conditions of the girl's family are really incomparable. With a swimming pool, an empty garage and security guards, it is obvious that it is a luxurious villa.

Xiaoying's parents had a good first impression of Yuxuan, so they decided to stay with him for dinner. During dinner, Xiaoying's parents asked Murongxuan directly about the situation at home, and Murongxuan replied sincerely, "Farmer " Xiaoying's parents, who were originally kind, suddenly urged Murong Xuan to finish dinner. Murong Xuan knew very well that his love with Xiaoying was coming to an end. Maybe it seemed too unrealistic at the time, and the simple two people didn't consider each other at all. Perhaps the room is not a first-class person.

After dinner, Murongxuan left calmly, Xiaoying tried her best to persuade her parents, but after all, she was a single girl in the family, and it was impossible for her parents to let her marry a farmer's son.

That night, Murongxuan sat under the tree that he used to go to often and looked at the stars and cried, Xiaoying also cried, sitting by the window sill of his own house and looking into the distance where he often went with Murongxuan, he couldn't help crying, maybe it was because of several years of university Love leaves a deep memory, I miss those days spent together in the ice cream shop, I miss the days when two people ate an ice cream together, I miss.

In the second year after graduation, the boy saved enough money to open a small ice cream shop next to the bustling market. In this way, Murong Xuan spent an unknown number of days and months alone. Under the erosion of time, her memory of the girl will gradually fade away, and then she will try her best to forget it, but what she gets in return is an even more unforgettable memory.

One day in the summer, when a girl with full bangs opened the shop door and walked into a small ice cream shop, she ordered a vanilla flavored ice cream, vanilla flavored ice cream. I never get tired of eating ice cream, but admire