Taste of the same table

For a long time, no one can sit by my side to listen to classes. I can accompany me to the toilet during class. It seems that I can let me do everything. Many of the same tables have been forgotten. The only thing I have not forgotten is her.

I still don't know why, I don't want me to think that she has stayed in my mind forever, lingering, her eyes fixed her beauty, and it has a unique taste in my passionate burning years. Taste to taste this time.

It’s less than ten minutes to say that we were sitting together at the same table. There was no calculation at the time, and now there is no way to consider it. This ten-minute time has given us friendship forever, perhaps fate, and the Buddha said that the former world was five hundred years old. Looking back and seeing each other in this life, we will jointly write down the story of friendship. The road ahead is still long-term. We must continue to go on.

I haven't seen you for some time. It's almost a year. I often think of you, think of our little bit of life. Although it's not so beautiful for couples, the taste of friendship will make us taste slowly, though not Walk into your inner world, but give you comfort when you are sad, give you encouragement when you have setbacks and failures, and support you silently behind, I am very content.

It won't take long to return to our city. I will continue this friendship. In front of the big winds, we will continue to go. Standing behind you will not make you cry. You are my most beautiful taste.

The first day: Ren Binbin