栀子花已经慢慢枯萎凋谢，就连最后一朵含苞待放的花，也在那凄惨的烟雨里夭折。蝉儿也愈来愈稀，只能用惨鸣来祷告生命的黄昏
每个人都有一个懵懂的初恋。迷恋，欲望或爱。没有一束娇媚的鲜花，灿烂到底；盛开与凋谢，不仅仅是遵循一种宿命，更多的是被世态炎凉挫败成寇，没有一个人的初恋，可以轰轰烈烈或潦潦草草一生。在更多的没有人陪的寂静夜晚让我想到了单纯懵懂的初恋，像平静的歌，不知道从哪里就结束了，不禁发笑又无比怀念。
嗅着凋零栀子的余香，穿上清新自然的蓝色短袖校服和文艺的小白鞋，没有晴朗的天，温柔的太阳和白白的云，一个阴天——上学的第一天。踏进校门的那一刻，忽然想起了不知在多久之前，也是在这个地方看着她的背影朝着教学楼走过去。人很多，很吵，没有不开心。分别了很久，又见到大家的感觉是很激动，总有那么几个人再见面能让你心里猛的一颤。背着书包继续走啊，看见了以前在学校里经常跟我打球的兄弟拉着一个脸红的女生走在楼梯，想起在球场上不羁的样子，不免感慨。听着旁边同学的闲言碎语，勉强寒暄一下。
走到如初的教室，她如初的坐在我的前排，如初的微笑，如初的灿烂，一切都好像刚刚来到却都又未雨绸缪的样子.
在学校里,我遇到你的时候,会装作看不到,假装淡定.但是心里却有无数小花在泛滥.没遇到,就会很失望.我的脚步总在追随你,做操我会偷偷望向你,在你看到我的那一刻你回头看，我最快的速度回过头.看到你在前方,我会偷偷的加快脚步.看到你在我后面,我会故意和朋友打闹,放慢时间.我没事就去他的班门口偷偷看你一眼,尽管经常看到,可那一刻你还是停不住自己.只要见到你好像就很开心.为你掉眼泪,为你做一切事.这让我想起一句话,自从遇见你,我所做的每一件事都是为了接近你.每个人也许都经历过这些,我把它叫做青春.可你知不知道,那是我一辈子的热情啊.我想啊,我可能更适合选择守候吧.
曾经我以为,当你真心喜欢一个人的时候,是不会去祝福他跟别人的.
可是,我错了.原来当我真的很喜欢的时候,
我不会去强迫他喜欢自己,我真的会去祝福.有时候太多的热情反而被伤害的是自己,
现在想起来确实童心未泯，原来喜欢不一定要在一起.所以,祝福你.然后,我不喜欢你了.能不能就把这些当做纪念,过了就过了吧.忘不了爱过的人才会对别人更认真.
Gardenia has slowly wither away, even the last a budding flower, also died in the tragic misty rain. Cicada, will become more and more thin, can only use miserably to pray the twilight of life
Everyone has a ignorant love. Infatuation, desire or love. Not a bunch of fresh flowers namby-pamby, brilliant exactly; Bloom and fade, not just follow a kind of fate, more is foiled by the fickleness of the world into a coach, not a single person's first love, can be vigorous life or flow scrawled on grass. The more no one to accompany the stillness of the night reminds me of the pure innocent love, like a quiet song, don't know where it is over, can not help but laugh sure miss again.
Scented with withered gardenia lingering fragrance, put on fresh and natural blue shirt and white shoe of literature and art, uniform no sunny days, gentle sun and white cloud, a cloudy day, the first day of school. Enter school at the moment, suddenly remembered before don't know how long, looked at her back toward the building also is in this place. Lots of people, very noisy, no unhappy. Respectively for a long time, and see the feeling of everybody is excited, there is always some people meet again to let your heart fiercely a quiver. Carrying a bag to go on, saw in the previous school usually play basketball with my brother took a blushing girl walking on the stairs, think of unruly appearance on the pitch, not regrets. Next to listen the gossip of the classmate, barely greet it.
Go to the same classroom, she sat in the front of the I, as the same smile, the same bright, everything seems to be just arrived are trying to save for a rainy day again.
In school, I met you, pretend to see, pretend to be calm. But there are numerous floret in flood in the mind. Didn't meet, will be very disappointed. I always in the following in the footsteps of you, look exercises I'll secretly to you, in the moment you see me looking back at you, I the fastest speed back. See you in the front, I'll secretly pace. See you behind me, I will deliberately playing with friends, to slow down time. I'm ok just to sneak a look at you at the gate of his class, though often see, but the moment you stop yourself. As long as see you as very happy. Tears for you, do everything for you. It reminds me of a word, since I meet you, I do everything is in order to close to you. Each person may have experienced these, I call it youth. But you know not to know, that is my lifetime of enthusiasm. I want to, I might be more appropriate to choose waiting for you.
Once I thought that, when you really love a person, is not to wish him with others.
But, I was wrong. The original when I really like,
I won't go to force him to like yourself, I'm really going to blessing. Sometimes too much enthusiasm instead of being hurt is yourself,
Now like to do a child, the original love is not necessarily to be together. So, bless you. And then, I don't like you. Can you put these as a memorial, had just passed. Forget loved talent will be more serious to others.
