To a girl I used to love in my college days.

Today in the street network inadvertently saw her job search photos, looked at the next school and professional determined that she is. Three years ago I was a junior, because the family opposed, and she separated. Time is like a Kill a pig knife, in the blink of an hour after four years. Our graduate students are going to graduate. When I saw the picture today, the past suddenly burst into my heart and burst into tears. This article has been written for a long time, space and Weibo have too many friends have been afraid to send out. Fortunately, there aren't many people here who know me. Send it here.

Leave your 100th day.

This holiday is long and scattered, riding a bicycle shuttle on the campus after the rain. Under the empty trees, there was a damp asphalt road, and the sea breeze was blowing by the silk. Originally this season of campus is the most beautiful, but less a person's company.

July season, always let my memory full of faint sadness.

A lot of things, the original lost only know how to cherish.

Unfortunately, when I understand these, I have no chance to stand in front of you.

When I called you that day, I heard your hearty laughter. Your voice suddenly reminds me of last summer, I used to ride a bike, carry you, go to your school.

Then the sun is burning in my body, you hug me from behind. Riding a bicycle to accelerate the time, the road on both sides of the tree head-on, the summer sun by these green leaves cut the silk broken, light and shadow as montage cut the screen like a constant switch. Your laughter is as clear as the spring-melted river, and I often have the illusion that I never had the chance to hear such a clean laugh.

When the bike flew up, my ears were just a sound of air, and your arms were hugging tightly. The summer cicada, the train on the track, the noise of the market, the picture at that moment in my memory.

Writing this letter, the table on the second hand of the watch is ticking, the quiet of the night, suddenly I miss that last year's 11, from the train station out of the moment, you appear in front of me, back to school on the road, I closely snuggle with you.

The silver-white watch you sent me, I have been wearing around through minute by minute, walked through the 2011, but did not walk 2012.

In the school these days, I alone traveled last winter, you come to our school when all the corner. Together in the classroom, secretly ran to the College building Internet computer next to the school's Beacon Hill under the small mound, coastal highway, once left our footprints in the beach ... .

Walking through these places, my headphones have been a single loop of the song of our Lovers ' space. So familiar melody, echoed in my heart, I understand, originally in this summer, the world's corners are raining. This wet rainy season has been spreading until the bottom of my heart.

Sitting under the big tree, close your eyes, open your arms, the light breath in the air, thought you still in my side. But I struggled to find the leaves across my hair, can not find you under the tree ... .

At this time the clock here, has not gone out of contempt of rhythm. At this time the clock here, has not gone out of the gentleness, I said the fleeting is a circle, once missed will not be found.

Faded stationery in the middle of the letter, a touch of ink, as well as your fresh and dry handwriting, this spring, you gave me.

How can I forget, that and I used to leave footprints on the Golden Beach, that in the waves excited like a child, that smile will reveal a little tiger tooth, the one who saw me angry and bowed his head silent, that gently pull my hand and I run together, each meeting will be tightly embraced, and I have countless agreements to achieve, Countless nights receive text messages to let me sleep with you.

It was a long vacation, dull and throbbing.

The wind in the river is cold in summer.

In summer, people in the night Bazaar are bustling.

Back home those days, waiting for the birth of the little nephew. Look at the sister-in-law uplifted belly, brother on the face of happiness, suddenly remembered in your home, your little nephew. Although I have only heard his voice, although I have mentioned countless times to buy him a birthday gift. I remember some night chatting, we talked about the future and imagined that we would have children around us. You always say you like little boys.

Remember last year's October 1, forget what reason, I and you were also about to face the breakup, I wrote you The last letter has been written, but finally and good. I have been saying that one day I will buy a gift for your little nephew, and now a year has passed and one of my wishes has not been fulfilled.

Snow, you know? In this holiday I think of you like crazy, you all received may be considered to be the harassment of your text messages, are I think you have a heartache when you sent. I know you will not reply, I also know that you are very annoying, my endless texting you will only make you more and more tired of me.

I do not know, in fact, you have many times you want to tell me directly: "* * *, I hate you!" I have no feelings for you , you will not harass me again! "

In fact, how can I not know, I just cheat myself just to numb myself. I don't know if you have ever had feelings for me, perhaps as you said, just be dazzled by my impulse. Perhaps as you say, you are full of regrets about your past, because I touched you, I know, and I know that.

During the summer, when you make a phone call occasionally, you keep asking, do you have anything else? How can I not know you tired of me, how can not understand you do not want to talk to me even a word.

Listen to your roommate said you study very hard, in the morning to sit 40 minutes of the car from the elder brother to the school, the afternoon back. Noon directly in the classroom sleep, others advised you to go back to the dorm to sleep you also in the classroom, I hear these heart very painful. I am really worried about you, I think you must now say I am very fake, very childish, but my heart is like this. I want to tell you, in fact, you do not have to work so hard, if you do not test, I also do not test, we go home, as you have said before the opening of a small shop. I would like to be with you, regardless of the ups and downs. Last year when you saw the private log in your space, you said Dad told you years, you have a heart ache. You said dad because of the family debt and brother, you need to take care to go out to work. There is a word I have not told you, I would like to be with you, to honor them together, I would like to treat your loved ones as my own true relatives.

But these I know I may never have a chance.

Snow, you always asked me why I and your family compared, I am not because of jealousness borne, but because the world's affection is the most warm affection. I always hope that our feelings will be as warm and lasting as family, no matter what happens, no matter how many quarrels, is always a family.

Snow, I remember you once to call mother, very carefully told her, with Fetion to send her text messages can not spend money. At that time I know you are a very filial girl, I have been thinking, you are so good to your family, to others must be. I am not wrong, your roommate said you are very sincere to others, friendly, have never seen you and who had a temper. I would like to tell you, in fact, with you in the days, despite my wayward to bring us so much unhappiness, I have always felt very happy, especially the voice of your call, so soft, tone always with care.

Snow, painstaking people, the days are not negative. I know you will be admitted to a very good university graduate student, I know you will find a integrity, and will care about your people to accompany you to walk through life, because know now, you in my heart has been so pure

have been with you through the days, there are too many not shed. Every time the test is not good, secretly send text messages to tell you, you will give me great comfort. In my heart, you have been that very warm place.

I often wonder where I am in your heart. Maybe I brought you just endless pressure, perhaps I have been as you said, the pain brought to you far more than to bring you happiness.

I'm stupid, I know.

People are like this, have the time do not know how to cherish, wait until the time of loss only regret. A few days ago to see Stephen Chow's big talk westward tour, suddenly feel like the story of the Supreme treasure. I have been looking for that spider web Cave, looking for 500 years after the Bai Jingjing, until I really find her time, only to find that my side of the green Xia is his deepest love of the person.

When I am with you, and do not feel something special, now lost, just know how pain in the heart. With you in the days, now think of too much too much guilt, I did not accompany you to stroll across the street, the only time you bought a piece of worthless clothes, you immediately again in the form of telephone charges to my mobile phone card.

You've had two birthdays in the past two years. Every time I forget, you have never told me, I do not forget to remind you every birthday. Shameless and you want a birthday present.

All these, that once silently passed the old time, those who have cried laughed, loved the time. Put a mark in my heart, never erase it.

Watching more and more students have been employed, married, and even have their own children, I suddenly wake up, the original I have grown up. I no longer is that ignorant middle school student, I already had to step into this society, just oneself also deceive oneself in the ivory tower world. Memories of the past, only to find that then is the best. You are still in my side, my surrounding or the first college students, the Sun quiet good, my desk also has not read books, the window static trees and overhead fan.

The supreme Treasure said, once had a sincere love put in front of me, I did not cherish, wait until lost to regret, the most painful thing in the world is this. If God gives me another chance, I will say three words to that girl, I love you. If I have to give this love a deadline, I hope it will be 10,000 years.

The first time he said this sentence, ridicule, just to get the purple Xia Fairy love, the second time to say this sentence, is already tears.

When I was seven years old, I thought catching a cicada could catch the whole summer, and when I was 19 years old, I thought kissing your face would be forever.

Every time you look at the private log in your space, bring me just moved. Your father's guilt, the little nephew's expectations, the love of loved ones. These bits, the original has been like an inverted hourglass, slowly has been filled with my heart.

Once with you, is to forget a past. When I found that I have forgotten the past, has put all the heart to you. And then suddenly you leave, it's like a joke to me.

Back to school that day, I watched a large back on the bus back to the corn, that moment, suddenly feel very familiar. When I read the started playing against, I held my cheek countless times and looked at the big corn fields and thought I had no future.

However, I was admitted to the university, met you.

I have always wanted to hold you together to see the stars, but did not honor their commitment, did not accompany you to listen to your own thoughts, more time I brought you only pain, just let their childish thoughts filled with the brain. More time, my child angry, my wayward, my vexatious make you feel very tired.

All this, I know.

Three years of time, on and off, finally separated. Although I have been in tears, I hope you can be happy a little, happy, life is less stressful.

To a girl I used to love in my college days.