Oral:
/kloc-when I was 0/6 years old, I was admitted to high school with the first place in my school, and then I started a month-long military training. When Liu, an instructor with a height of 1.8 meters and black eyes, was brought to us by the headmaster, all the girls froze. Because I've only seen such a handsome man in movies. Compared with the boys in the class who are like potatoes and bean sprouts, he is so handsome and moving that I fell in love with him in just three seconds.
I believe it was love at first sight when I saw Instructor Liu. The so-called love at first sight is to compare the image of the person in front of you with the image of the person in your heart. At first glance, it's the same. But instructor Liu is ten times better than the man I imagined. Therefore, when he trained us, I was like a gentle little sheep, with admiration and love in my eyes.
But there's one thing I don't like. That is, during the five-minute military training break, many girls surrounded him. He not only answered the girls' questions, but also smiled at every girl who asked them. His smile is sunny, but I feel deeply jealous. The girls asked him where he came from and how many years he was a soldier. They never seem to finish asking questions, which makes me very uneasy.
I won't always ask questions like those girls and give him trouble. I will only sit alone on the edge of the football field, watching him from a distance, admiring him and being fascinated silently. I know I have fallen in love with him, and I need his love. I think he is mine, and I will try my best to get him.
The opportunity will come soon. On the day of school holiday, almost everyone left except the lights in the police room at the campus gate. I don't want to go home because I want to be with my beloved instructor Liu. I heard he didn't go back either. But I dare not ask him out rashly, so I can only go to the school playground where he must go every night alone. There, I just recited a few poems, which actually attracted the attention of instructor Liu. I was so excited that I pestered him for a long time. Finally, I was suddenly in a hurry and asked him to send me outside the ladies' room. He smiled and said that I was timid and my face turned red at once.
To my surprise, I almost fell down in the toilet. I took the opportunity to let out a cry, and the instructor quickly asked me what was wrong. I didn't say a word on purpose He seemed afraid and rushed in at once. Actually, I had settled down by then. When he came to hug me, I threw myself into his arms. And he obviously didn't think of this, so he stood for a while and hugged me tightly. I gave my body in extreme happiness and tension.
I dare to do this because I believe that Instructor Liu is a responsible person. I always feel that he will fall in love with me and be responsible for me. But after that day, the instructor began to avoid me deliberately, and even didn't look me in the eyes during military training, and he wouldn't be with me. Let me down. I secretly wrote a note to express my love and found an opportunity to put it in his clothes, but I still didn't receive any response.
Three days before military training, a woman came. She is tall, fair-skinned, oval-faced and delicate, but the girls all say she is not good-looking. The boys screamed when they saw her, and then the instructor blushed. I understand everything. This woman is his girlfriend. He took her to the dormitory and let us have a rest for 20 minutes. All the girls began to speak ill of that woman, and I used going to the bathroom as an excuse. In fact, I didn't pass his dormitory at all, but walked all the way to his dormitory. Finally, I went to his window. Through the glass, I saw the young woman snuggling in his arms. He smiled and was not strict with us at all. Just one look makes my heart ache.
The military training is finally over. Many people send instructors, but I don't. I am alone in the dormitory, listening to Teresa Teng's song "When will you come again", and I know that he will never come again, because he will go to Shijiazhuang to study in a military school, and then get married and have children. After that, he has nothing to do with me. And my initial love, like the touch of two hands through the glass, has no temperature.
I had a lot of dreams that night, but only one I remember best. I dreamed that I was with my coach. He held me in his arms, called my nickname and kept saying that he loved me.