Puppy love is the sweetest memory for many adults. That feeling is spontaneous and natural. For me, it is also unique and could not be reproduced.

When the man is in his childhood, he might not know that was love. He just got used to play with that little girl. Although there were many friends playing games together, only one could absorb his attention. Many days after separation would make the boy silent. He would tell his mum that he missed the girl. Mum smiled and backed him to invite the girl for family dinner. He would give his hands to that girl boldly just for holding her, knowing nothing about proposal.

Maybe, puppy love could only be experienced by those who have lost them. Destiny always tantalizes men. Some are lucky, while some are chosen. After years of vagabond life, the boy grows up to an adult. When recalling the past days, he might miss the very beginning of all the happiness. Sometime, he feels like getting back to his young ages, where happened the story between a little girl and himself. Actually, the story seems like an illusion, vague and unreal. But who cares? He just need a faith to live up to.