that summer

In the summer of that year, we made a promise, we must always be friends, do you remember? --Inscription

That summer, we are about to leave the innocence and leave the familiar campus, but we promised to be friends forever, do you remember? That is the sixth semester of the next semester, the test papers piled up in the classroom, we talked about the future ten minutes between classes.

"XX, where are you going to go to school?" "It may be XX...not clear." At the same time, at the same place, we started the exam, the thrilling exam. Ok, not too hard. "XX, how about the test?" "Alright." When we received the acceptance letter, we laughed. "We can all go to XX to go to middle school!" But when I got home, another sunny day rushed to me. Come. "XX, you still don't go to XX!" Grandpa whispered. "Why? No!" I said with some anger. "Grandpa is a bit reluctant to you!" "You are afraid that the tuition is expensive! I can't bear the money!" "Not... listen to me." I rushed into the room, locked the door tightly, and the tears ran silently along my cheeks. Flowed down.

The next day, I told you, "I don't go to XX, goodbye!" You silently lie in the distance, far away, I look at the back of you. The wind in the summer is blowing, some are sad, some are regrettable. Dear friend, now I am not by your side, are you happy? Remember my feelings? It is clear or vague. Dear friend, if I am by your side now, will you still pinch my face and say "little cute"? Will you tell me some jokes? Friends, do you know? It’s raining here today, I think of you again, remembering that we used to play together. Today's rain is thick, it seems to be mixed with a few feelings, what about you? Would you miss me too? Friends, have you been nervous recently? Is there anything unpleasant in life? Is there any height? Will there be any changes, will I still recognize you? Maybe it will be a stranger who passes by? Do not! You will always be a friend in my heart, the best one in my heart.

Dear friends, we will always be together, forever that summer...

Third day: Hu Xian