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Under the Wutong tree, sentimentally attached to the lost years

A friend is a kind of Acacia. A friend is mutual concern, mutual concern and mutual dependence. Friendship is like an endless river, like a gentle and frivolous flowing cloud, like a fragrant stamen, and like a lingering flute. He is sometimes a touch of communication, sometimes a touch of comfort, and sometimes a touch of memory.

Remember when you gave me a dried morning glory and told me it symbolized this ordinary feeling. It bloomed in the morning and soon withered. But our friendship, though, cannot wither.

Yes, the so-called gentleman's friends are as light as water. As long as we can walk together like fish swimming in the water, why pursue those unimportant things?

It is hard to find a confidant in life. If friendship is an evergreen tree, it must be watered by a clear spring from the heart; If friendship is an invincible flower, then the sun that shines on her must rise from her heart.

I still remember when I was very distressed and depressed because of some things. Look at me. You didn't say anything. Soon, I received a message from you: I hung my words all over the room, but there were only 99, so I carved my heart into the last one. God smiled bitterly and asked me: child, what wish do you exchange your life for? I said: I just want to read text messages. The person is happier than me.

Although in the end I was no happier than this naturally worried girl, I soon climbed out of the trough. Go back to my life.

Wutong, the sun was like a red dates in the late autumn. We sat on the back of a tall tree under the tall trees, closed our eyes and let the wind blow. A female voice came from a distance:

Do you remember the things we used to say?

I feel so nervous when I think of yesterday。

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This is a composition written in the past found by chance when sorting out books. I carefully put it in the clip, but I accidentally forgot it in the corner of memory. Wipe the dust and look at the teacher's comment: too little narration. I suddenly want to laugh.

My composition is really completely learned from you, and our characteristics are to write some flashy words, bring some real feelings and make up some moving stories. Every day on the way from school, we judge each other's words, or point out the rivers and mountains, arouse the words, dung and soil, and today's' wanhuhou '. Time passed quietly on that road, simple and beautiful.

I thought the days with you were fast. Now I know that time goes faster without you.

In the twinkling of an eye, a year has passed, and there will be some encounters occasionally. But you are still the same as before. You can only shout, not my name. Look again, it's still that kind face. In fact, all kinds of codes are really much more friendly than names. Goodbye to the people around you. They have already changed. It's more or less inexplicable embarrassment. But fortunately, I still stick to the sentence 'gather at the beginning and disperse at the end of the fate

As a child, you are more or less sensitive. You care about what I think is a small matter, and then take me with you. Maybe I'm luckier than you. Anyway, I will remember your every Lunar birthday, even if I can't be with you, even if you don't remember me. Only those who care about you will remember your every Lunar birthday.

From now on, I won't write a log for you to see, and I won't ask you to leave any message. In fact, that's it. It's light. It's also very good.