In my mind, I kept flashing the girl on the bicycle with her skirt fluttering - Ping.I've been thinking about the girl with the same face as the Taiwanese beautiful girl Zhuo Xuan-Ping.I think, such a beautiful girl must also have a gentle and kind heart, right?
Such a good girl, I should have got her done sooner.I was going to pierce this thin layer of window paper, officially dating this lovely girl, after thinking about it for a day, I finally decided to write a love letter to her, I deliberately went to the bookstore and selected a pink card envelope, on which there were two young boys and girls with ten fingers interlocked, and the letter paper was also pink, printed with light red roses.At night, Xiaobao could afford to come to my house and call me to go skating at the Great Wall Ice Rink of the Military Club, I shook my head, "I'm sorry, brother, I have an urgent matter tonight, let's go another day?"
Xiao Baohu looked around suspiciously, "Is there a situation?""
What's the situation, the teacher asked me to write a manuscript, and I was thinking about it."
Xiaobao can afford it, seeing that I really can't go because of something, they went downstairs to play.As soon as they left, I took out the letter and began to figure out Liping's psychological condition, while considering the tone and words.Two hours passed unconsciously, and I wrote three pages of words on the paper, these three pages of love letter are not ordinary confessions, this love letter is engraved with my sincerity, writing about my love for her and my longing for her for so long, followed by the time and place when I officially dated her.This seems to be a standard love letter, it seems that it is the first time I have written a love letter to a girl, but I think of the weight of Ping's place in my heart.I folded the letter into a thousand paper cranes, sprinkled a little perfume, put it in an envelope, and put it in my pocket, and I will hand it to the panny with the fluttering skirt in front of me tomorrow morning.As soon as the sky turned white, I jumped up, hummed a little song and washed up, and after breakfast, I rushed to the school, riding my bicycle and bending, as if I was twisting Yangge, and the mood seemed to be particularly sunny.The wind, blowing softly through the branches, flashed leisurely.The bright sunshine is sprinkled on the body, warm in the heart, and the flowers are pregnant with what an intoxicating hope!
I hope my Ping will quickly fall into my arms, hehe.It seemed that the happy mood was infectious, and even the chirping of the birds in the trees was more crisp than before.Soon I came to the campus, and the smiling faces of my classmates seemed to be more kind and cute than before.Even the teacher's lectures don't seem to be as boring as they used to be.I was nervous and uneasy until the end of class, I found a very good opportunity, the girl with the flying skirt was hiding in the corner with her best friend and cooing and talking about the girl's private words, this is the opportunity God gave me, I hurriedly walked to Ping, she saw that I was coming and was about to leave, I stopped her.Looking at Ping's shy appearance - with her head down and fiddling with her fingers, I felt so good.I came to Ping's face, took a deep breath, took out the letter from my pocket in a little panic, and handed it over solemnly with both hands, "Ping, this is for you, inside is what I want to say and the address of the time I asked you to come out to play" Ping was slightly stunned, blushed "Oh" and stretched out his hand to take it.Looking at Ping's shy and joyful, wanting to go but not daring to go, wanting to stay and being embarrassed, in that overwhelmed look, I seemed to have a sense of pleasure of conquest, and I had the urge to go up and hug her.I felt my classmates looking at me in the afterglow, I restrained my emotions for a moment, and quickly put my head to Ping's ear, "Don't forget, see you or leave" Ping looked more shy, and lowered her head even lower, "I know" whispered like a mosquito humming.I turned, smirked, and strode back to the classroom.Along the way, I was shaking my head with my arms and looking like I was underpumping, hehe, there must be many classmates who see that I am unhappy and want to flatten me, I wahaha, I am arrogant---- because I am strong.Ping, my baby, that gentle cutie, that Ping, who has a flying skirt, you are my girl I thought in my heart that I was still habitually deserting in class, and I still made a giggle from time to time.In my mind, I replayed the scene just now, the plot of the shy girl accepting my love letter, which I "edited into slow motion" and kept playing on a loop, and a hanging heart was put down.Although I was 90% sure about Ping before this, I am still very happy to have been confirmed and confirmed.Just waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school, waiting for the childhood of first love.