My world was limited to the pages of books, the times I was scolded by my mother for low test scores, the afternoons I spent sitting around wondering what I would become.
Until I fell in love with a very gentle smile. I started studying harder, because I wanted to sit next to you when we were in study groups. I started trying my best in every assignment, because you often looked at the scoreboard. No one taught me to change. That pure feeling - though never expressed - awakened something that had been dormant for too long in me: the desire 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 times of poverty and struggle, 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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