My first love - she is the most beautiful people I met in college life, she has a pair of sparkling eyes, a beautiful short hair, and lovely impressive cheek. We first met at a training camp on the Q & A, as seniors at that time, I was no doubt how people ask me questions when she suddenly appeared, so I remember laughing a little girl. After the cold winter does not reduce the degree of goodwill between us, after just one winter, I also have their own small ancestors of. Winter vacation I had little interest in doing anything else, just want to get the school to see her. . . . . . I still remember that it was a 2.24 in the morning, so she again appeared in my field of vision, since then, my world more than one color - the color of love. In front of her, I'm like a little child, a little bit of seniors do not look, I want to own the most gentle and most childlike side all show to her. With her, I no longer lonely journey at the University, I will not flinch in the face of terrible difficulty, because I know that no matter what, she would stand by my side, I will not be alone. My favorite thing is to walk on the beach holding her in my most memorable time that we look forward to when waiting for the sunrise, I remember most is that she's happy, smiling. Together we sat in a small corner, while eating and drinking side slapstick, our last class together, had her accompany long way again will be very short, we are happy together, with sadness, bounce together, go hand in hand together side by side. Every day I am most happy thing is that after getting her hair morning, every night the most fun thing is to receive a reply to her good night, the happiest thing every day, I still think she is. She is so gentle, she is so lovely, she is so virtuous thrift, she made me realize the sweetness of love, she is so cute, is entirely my type, I have more than once in doubt she would not be heaven to the little angel? She is completely perfect girlfriend of my dreams. I really like her, and very grateful to her, but sorry for her. . .
——2019/8/10