What did the first love letter you receive look like?

The first love letter I ever received was a heart folded with four words written on it: "I like you." It was the first year of junior high school, and our class leader handed it to me. On the day when I got the notice for the final exam of the first semester of junior high school, I left directly after it was over.

He chased him from the main entrance of the school on his bicycle. It was very cold in winter, and he shouted at me from behind to tell me to wait for him. I stared at me with wide eyes for some reason, and when he approached me, he panted and pinched the brake valve.

Then he handed me the heart-shaped dime in an instant, and said "I'll see it when I go home", and turned around and left silently. In fact, I could feel that it was a love letter, and I was moved to stand still and wait for his back to disappear from my sight. So I opened the heart-shaped banknote, and when I saw those words, I was suddenly shocked, a little flattered and a little timid at the same time.

Due to my parents' education, falling in love is a big taboo for me, and I dare not and will not be. So, I carefully put the money together and put it in my bag, and I didn't mention it to anyone. At the beginning of the second semester, I continued to read my books as before, as if it had never happened.

Since then, we have never crossed paths again.

Speaking of my first love letter, it's a bit special, full of routines! At that time, I was still in the first year of junior high school, and my sister was a few grades higher than me, so there were a lot of ** and story meetings at home. My academic performance is not bad, but my experience is relatively vigorous, and I always take out an extracurricular book to read for a while during class.

As soon as I came and went, my classmates knew that I had good books to read here. I'm not stingy, whoever wants to see it, just tell me that you can take it and watch it casually. Even the top student in the class was taken by me, and he would come to me to borrow books to read.

Later, I found that there was always a note in the book that I returned, writing my feelings about a certain story or plot in the book. I am not ambiguous about reading, and when I encounter different opinions, I will naturally go back mercilessly, and sandwich my feelings in the book I want to read next time. Over time, we communicated more and more on paper, and found him to be quite an interesting person, and this kind of reading and writing about feelings lasted for more than a semester.

In the second year of junior high school, we were divided into classes, but we were not placed in one class. I was only uncomfortable in Madahar for two days, and then I forgot about it. Continuing to read books in the class is no different from the first year of junior high school.

The first love letter I received was a heart-shaped folded paper. It was the third year of junior high school, and I was the first in my class. Suddenly there was a heart-shaped piece of paper on my desk, and my first thought was who had misplaced it.

After all, I wasn't good-looking at the time, so I didn't think about it at all. When I picked it up, a group of boys coaxed me to open it and take a look. After opening, it is a love poem.

Now I can't remember which one it was, but I just sat down with a blushing face. I don't know what kind of attitude he had in doing it, but it was a big shock to me. Because I never thought that anyone would like me.

Unfortunately, I didn't receive my first love letter until my sophomore year of high school, which should be considered a late date among girls. When one of my roommates gave me a letter, she didn't tell me it was a love letter, she told me that it was written to me by one of her classmates. I had never received a love letter at that time, so I didn't think much about it.

When I got back to my seat, I took it apart and looked at it, and the handwriting was quite neat, but I didn't like his handwriting very much, and it looked very childish. When I started reading the letter, the more I read it, the more wrong it became, and the more numb it became. I knew it was a love letter.

When I realized that it was a love letter, my heart was not as shy as it was on TV, and I took the letter and remembered it.

The first love letter I received was very short, it was a note written by the class flower of our class, I was in class, and a note came from the back table, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and it said Xiaoliang, I have been paying attention to you for a long time, I picked up the pen and wrote eight big characters in a sprinkled manner, and I replied to Ying'er, we are still young, no. Then he blushed and asked his classmates to pass it back.

The first love letter I received was exactly the same as what Xiaolin wrote when I was a sophomore in high school, I flipped through the desk, and then dropped a broken paper **, I looked at it, and one of them said that he liked me, after all, it was youth at that time, and then my heart beat for a long time, I just felt so shy, and then I went home and told my mother, and then my mother said not to let me deal with the object, and then I threw the paper **.

It was a very distant, distant memory, and I don't remember exactly how that love letter came to me, but the contents of it are still very vague. “…If my life is the piece of the puzzle, you are the most important piece. Without you, my world is doomed.

So please make my life whole, let my life be free of regrets......Anonymous".