I will remember

I will remember

Remember, the lush years; remember, that pure friendship; remember, that watery years? The past is like a smoke, as if it was first sighted yesterday, but now, we will gradually drift away.

I remember that Li Bai once gave a poem to a friend. "Peach Blossom Lake is a thousand feet deep, not as good as Wang Lun." I think, you are my Wang Lun.

I will remember, see you at first sight.

On the day of that month, I saw you first, and I was a little ignorant when I first entered middle school. At that time, you kept a neat short hair, like an elf, broke into my life. In this strange school, you are the first to smile at me. On the first sight, I was amazed to find that our home is very close, just like the distance in our hearts, very close. That day, I felt your presence at your fingertips. I will remember, see you at first sight.

I will remember that the intertwined line

From that day on, on the way home, there is always one person to accompany. We rode our bicycles together and exchanged our thoughts on the way home. In the rain, I was surprised to find that we constantly changed our position, leaving two long, interlaced arcs in the rain. I am happy to tell you your findings, and you just smiled and said: "The intertwined lines are not just like us, they are tightly intertwined, no one can separate them." I heard you, I There seems to be a string being twitched in my heart. I secretly promised that I will treat you as a friend of my life. I will always remember that intertwined line. I will remember that parallel lines

remember? Our friendship is tested. On that day, we had a big fight and no one cares. That day, we still rode home together; it was still raining that day. Just, inadvertently turning back, let me discover that there are two long parallel lines behind. My heart was sore, and a drop of tears rolled off my cheeks. Perhaps it is because of the rain, perhaps, because you have never looked at me. - You, did not find my tears. In the afternoon, I apologize to you, but you told me that you also saw the long parallel lines that are no longer intertwined. So, we meet, in the future, what will be left is the intertwined arc. I will remember that parallel line.

The wisteria flowers on the campus have fallen, and our hands are gradually loosening. Time flies, the beauty of the past is only branded in the heart. After graduating from the middle school, will we still meet? However, I firmly believe that we are still the best friends. Every minute with you, every second. I will remember!

The third day: the prosperous but the complex