Feeling parting

It’s hard to be happy in life, only to be separated. --Inscription

When I was a child, watching TV drama "Beiping Past", I remembered the "Ten Li Chang Pavilion", but I didn't know it at that time. There was a long pavilion. Going to middle school, learning, Lin Haiyin's "Daddy's Flowers Falling" understands that parting is not just in the long pavilion.

I remember that when I was a junior, I was graduating, so everyone was busy writing classmates. And very happy, happy without warning. Like expressing, I finally grew up, I finally have to leave this school, I finally do not have to be guilty of the old class. It looks so happy, there is nothing at all, parting sorrow.

Until we were all in the middle of the country, until we were all separated. The joy of life in the middle of the country turned into sorrow, and the expectation turned into loss. After a long time, I began to miss the younger classmates. At school, I was eating in the cafeteria with my sister. Sometimes I met a small classmate and started to chill. The friend said: "The last country is sad, in the class, it is a group of people, like a graded look. And the classmates in the class can not get acquainted with it, they know at most. What is it like before? When the country was young, everyone was together, laughing together, eating together, everything can be said, no need to worry about anything. At that time, it was so happy, but it was a pity that we didn’t have time to have a graduation party, or now I will be very happy when I think about it." After listening to him, I only have four words: I want to cry without tears. Yes, after all, we can't go back. This time, I understand that if something is not done, it will be regretted for a long time. This is a parting of memories.

Up to now, on the second day, the learning pressure is increasing. In the short time before, the school broadcasted the competition, but our class did not practice, did exercises, and did a bad job. The old class was so angry that he was angry. Moreover, she told us that this was the last group event we had together. She told us that she would not teach at the school in the next semester and was transferred to the vocational education center. My heart, all of a sudden, a lot of cold, after all, the go will still go, leaving, just in the individual, no other people's relationship or reason.

The old class began to take us in advance to take a graduation photo. The classmates told me that the old class really wants to leave? There will still be a lot of disappointment. Yes, it’s true. But what is the use? So, I understand. Growing up is standing in the place that belongs to you, watching many people, and then leaving.

In "Zhesi" I saw an article called "Where is the Long Pavilion in Life", I thought of all the banquets in the world.

It turns out that all things have changed without ruthlessness. We are like scarecrows, watching these passengers, stopping, and starting again.

Author Name: Wang Jing Pen Name: Wood

Contact number: 18875068534

Contact address: Chongqing No.1 Middle School

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