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Old friend


Most of the old friends who have never met each other for a few years are fragmented and have long been caught in the tide of sediment. Occasionally, his name came from his grandfather's mouth.

In my vague memory, I remember very few fragments, maybe with the continuous growth of age, my thoughts are not so simple and naive, I don’t play together, the whole world has become quiet and peaceful, and it has almost made adults unfit. We have one thing, one has an annoyance, one has a hardship, we are not going to come and go, it is better to listen, and we become tacit. You are not contacting me. I am not in contact with you. The Party School of the Yubei District Party Committee organized these retirees to make a few meals. Some new leaders asked me to ask questions about the cold, talked about how you have worked hard for the older generation, and said some words and talks. As the saying goes, this is the end. This is the feast. Of course, the elderly will eat less and say more. Young people eat more and say less. When they banned the people back, they had a few words. When he came home, he repeated the story of what he heard and anecdote. In the middle, he mentioned the name of the old friend I know. The young companion who played together since childhood, he still lives in the party school’s family, saying that he is taking track and field. Going to the second place in Chongqing, the first place in North Fujian, he has to focus on high school to enroll him. He will never stop, saying that it is too far away, now I think he is two years younger than me, thirteen About the age, it is higher than me, reading the country, just like me.

It appeared in front of my eyes that there was a bicycle that was so fast that I was afraid of hitting the dead, and then a boy was chasing. The boy who called the bicycle was called Xi Xin.

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