First love has always been loved by everyone. The age of first love is the beginning of our youth. The years when holding hands will be throbbing. In retrospect, it is indeed the most beautiful. It’s hard to find the child again, and it’s hard to hear the heartbeat of the first kiss. It’s a pity that at our least sensible age, we encountered the most beautiful thing in our life. Wonderful distance experience When a person bids farewell to his innocent childhood, he enters adolescence. The distinctive feature of adolescence is the germination of sexual consciousness and the psychology of mystery, yearning and admiration for the opposite sex.
The quiet love between young men and women during this time period is relatively simple and simple. It is in an ethereal realm of “a water is full of water, and the pulse cannot be spoken”. For them, there is still a distance in love.” guests from afar”. The mysterious sense of distance is undoubtedly a hidden barrier for men and women entering puberty. At this time, if there is explicit interference from family members or teachers, it will be easier to arouse their resistance. And this wonderful distance experience is difficult to feel again in future life. This is the first reason why first love is unforgettable.
When young men and women meet a “dream lover” when they reach adolescence, they will generally make up a “dream lover” for themselves, create an abstract ideal object, and form a “model” for mate selection in their minds. The model can be very specific, sometimes a real person is modeled, sometimes several people are put together. And, according to this “perfect model of the opposite sex”, they will search in life and explore in the crowd. Before you know it, there is finally a day, that moment of longing and thinking comes, and you find a familiar face from the vast crowd, and you can’t help but marvel: “So familiar!” She (he) in front of you is the same. The aesthetic ideals in my mind have a wonderful coincidence. First love is the beginning of the transformation of heterosexuality from abstract consciousness into reality. But first love often ends in vain, and the person in memory becomes a person who can never be replaced by others, and even becomes a standard for comparison with others. And this person is not the real person in the first place, but a standard idolized by ourselves.
