You are the apple of my eye.  ----(那年我们一起追的女孩).

I watched the moive .It is filmed in terms of net novel 

It is produced at a very low cost comparing to current's big film . but The response is much bigger than those of huge -invested film. It hit a marvellous record in box office. 

Many guys /gilrs contacted their ex gf/bf after the film. They wanted to say sorry , tell them the true feeling at that age or just say hello.

The plot of story is not novel , but It did touch the nerve of our memory. For me The days in high school was a long long time ago. But It is like a flooding .Once the dam is open the memory trace back rapidly .

Time flies back and those memories poured into my mind

My high school was located in the mountains. Under the covering of green trees The school was full of spirit. Our life there was quite simple, purely happy and under pressure as we were not able to access to much external entertainment . Also we were struggling for a good future. Entrance to a good university was our final target .

From the school to the cities There were only one- round transportation one day .especially transportation capacity was not enough when we had long holiday .We had to take train home and Train station was 10 miles away. We had to walk there. Imagining what a scene It would be in the day before the holiday was coming. You would see a long and big students team heading to the train station, Chatting each other, Along the way Laughter burst out from time to time.

Except for studying hard and  doing sports .We were trying to enrich our life. We danced in the back of the classroom after the class, we climbed the mountain at the weekend. We picked the flowers from the mountain and put it in the buckets .

During the puberty We were rebellious. We did something different to to demonstrate our individual personality .We even broke the rules.We escaped from the classroom and watched film in the playground. Some bold boys even went to the farm field and stole the ”sweet potatoes” at the risk of being chased miles away by the farmers if they were by happen seen.

 We laughed, we cried, we were happy, we were muddled.... 

You are the apply of my eye, It gave me chance to recall those happy and silly days. My youth will not com back. but memories sweet, bitter accompanying along my grown up will never decay.