The most precious corner

You are not a passer in my life. Because you have stopped in my heart, and will not die in the future. You are the most precious corner of my heart.

--Inscription

The wind blows away your smile, the memory evokes my memories, and the smile on the corner of the mouth gradually spreads out. On the campus, on the grass, two figures, one stop. Quiet as you, move like me, you sit quietly on the lawn, holding a masterpiece, just like a treasure, slowly flip through and enjoy it. And I stretched my arms and looked up at the blue sky and shouted.

"Hey, noisy." She put down her book and said.

"Where am I noisy?"

"You are noisy everywhere." She replied me without any politeness.

"Is it?" I pretended to be wronged.

"Yes. Don't give me a grievance, don't you know about you?" she said helplessly.

We glanced at each other and laughed.

"Know me, if you are."

"I really don't know that our two people with different personalities will be friends."

"This is called complementary personality."

On campus, we hold hands and laugh, the most beautiful picture in memory.

We will laugh together and we will cry together.

I remember that we all took the test, watching the teacher’s disappointing expression, and thinking of the parents’ scolding after returning home, tears could not help but slip down.

You quickly adjusted yourself, came to my seat, smiled and said to me: "In the past, everything starts today."

I looked at you, and my tears still hang on my face. I was saddened by my heart, but I smiled so brightly. I know that you want to comfort me.

You took the test paper and analyzed it with me.

In the classroom, we hold hands and encourage, it is the most beautiful picture in memory.

Of course, not only these, every day with you, every moment is the most beautiful picture, the picture worth remembering, the picture that will never be erased.

After a few months, you transferred to school. Before we left, we held each other and we cried very badly. We all treat each other as a friend. If you leave, who else will come to comfort in the first moment, who will accompany me to cheer to the blue sky, beckoning to the clouds, who will accompany me to laugh and cry together.

Thank you for your bright smile and brighten my sky. Thank you for sharing your feelings and putting me in your heart. Friendship is the brightest star, and my life is beautiful because of you.

I will always cherish this friendship, you are the most precious corner of my heart.

The third day: white shadow