My First Love
Everyone had a beautiful first love. I’ve had my first love, but love is not beautiful. It is a memory that I will never forget. I try not to remember it, but I did not. Many people may have a first love since childhood. I’ve had my first love in nigh school, I liked her a lot. I watched him every day. I, like many bugs she was lovely and there, but people like him. If the other would tell you to go to and then if we like who, but I am person who did not dare to do that. I was in grade.9, that day is valentine is Day. I stop by to buy flowers for friends and people that I like. When I arrived at school I gave rose to friends and I just keep one rose flower and friend asked me how I like it. But I did not answer my friends urging me to tell. I would say that I prefer. I told my friends not to tell anyone else. Then in the afternoon we went up the academic work and I was a close friend took roses to the people I love, then a friend of mine went to bring roses to the people I love. I have friends tease I am shocked that other people know who I like, then the whole room knew who I like and who I know like him., It makes me not dare look at him again, I graduated m.3, we had to disperse to new classes. I would say talk to her, but he also does not want to me. She than closed Facebook and I could not contact him again. I was very sad, it makes me afraid to love one another, and I like who I will not tell anyone if I do not trust. She was a fan in the room with my friends after graduating,9. In conclusion, I think love is a beautiful thing. But it was not always true. Many people come to like me, but I’m not ready to love because he is still in my memory always. But I hope to find someone who loves me and I did not mind it, it is just my dream.
รักแรกของฉัน Everyone had a beautiful first love. I’ve had my first love, but love is not beautiful. It is a memory that I will never forget. I try not to remember it, but I did not. Many people may have a first love since childhood. I’ve had my first love in nigh school, I liked her a lot. I watched him every day. I, like many bugs she was lovely and there, but people like him. If the other would tell you to go to and then if we like who, but I am person who did not dare to do that. I was in grade.9, that day is valentine is Day. I stop by to buy flowers for friends and people that I like. When I arrived at school I gave rose to friends and I just keep one rose flower and friend asked me how I like it. But I did not answer my friends urging me to tell. I would say that I prefer. I told my friends not to tell anyone else. Then in the afternoon we went up the academic work and I was a close friend took roses to the people I love, then a friend of mine went to bring roses to the people I love. I have friends tease I am shocked that other people know who I like, then the whole room knew who I like and who I know like him., It makes me not dare look at him again, I graduated m.3, we had to disperse to new classes. I would say talk to her, but he also does not want to me. She than closed Facebook and I could not contact him again. I was very sad, it makes me afraid to love one another, and I like who I will not tell anyone if I do not trust. She was a fan in the room with my friends after graduating,9. In conclusion, I think love is a beautiful thing. But it was not always true. Many people come to like me, but I’m not ready to love because he is still in my memory always. But I hope to find someone who loves me and I did not mind it, it is just my dream.
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