My world was limited to the pages of books, the times my mother scolded me for low test scores, the afternoons I sat there wondering what I would become.
Until I felt moved by a very gentle smile. I started studying harder because I wanted to sit next to you when we were divided into study groups. I started trying my best in every assignment because you often looked at the scoreboard. No one taught me to change. It was that pure feeling - though never expressed - that awakened something that had been dormant for too long in me: the consciousness of wanting to become better.
Student love is very short. But it is the first fire, warming me through the gloomy days, helping me realize that only when I change, can I move forward. I went to university, went to work, stumbled, and then grew up - all starting from the day I wanted to "see her a little more".
Many years later, my old friend became my life partner. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of life, in the midst of empty-handedness and struggles, we sometimes argued and got tired. But then we held hands and continued walking. Just like that year - when we were both students - we looked forward together. Now, every time I look at my child sleeping soundly, I silently thank my first love from school. Because it was he who made me a strong man - me today.
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