Ma'am

I am looking for you, looking for the day of the smoke... - inscription

The cold wind outside the window blew the leaves of the tree, and the old window that was written was still screaming. Time slipped through the fingertips, and the tears precipitated the bitterness of the past. Friends, remember the days when we were smoking?

The yellowed calendar has long been fixed on the wall, one by one, one page, all recording the ups and downs.

Yang Guan gently shines on the street, accompanied by a touch of scent, I walked straight on the quiet stone road. Waiting, waiting for the autumn leaves to fall, I was surrounded by the autumn wind; groaning, groaning, turning into a princess... a wonderful "falling autumn leaves."

Morning wind, I am alone sitting there and smashing books, ink scented around my fingertips. Unconsciously you are standing in front of me. You, smiling, silent. Since then, you have become my eternal memory.

Another good day, I walked happily to the place full of sacredness - school. Just stepping into the school gate, your familiar voice took away my thoughts, is it you? friend.

God is in love with us. We are both in the same school and in the same class. Because we need to learn, we have become the same table. We have their own strengths. This is how we help each other and encourage each other. I remember when I danced, you cheered for me; remember that when you were in the Olympics, I would silently bless you; remember that when I lost the exam, you gave me encouragement; remember that when you forget something, I lend a helping hand to you. .

The calendar flipped and it came to that day...

Flying, running, sprinting, I am happy at that moment, I am happy, because I got the first grade of the full-year exam! We are very happy and want to eat honey. I ran all the way and wanted to tell the message to anyone I know or I don't know. Unexpectedly, I fell, it hurts, hurts, and bleeds. You, very sad, keep blaming me, scratching me, bandaging for me. Finally, you took me back. At that moment, I was thinking about two things: Where did you come from? How can you carry me? Until I handed it over to my mother, you left with reluctance.

At that time, I suddenly found that the friendship between us was so deep and the feelings were like the sea. It seems that nothing can separate us. Since then, I have managed our friendship with more care.

Yes... The study for a few years is coming to an end. We have to learn more profound knowledge. Graduation is coming soon. The curtains are slowly opened, and you and I are crying. A treasure, a blessing, maybe we will be together, together to depict a wonderful life track; perhaps we no longer meet, choose different paths. However, in the cold season, we should not look up to the depressed sky, we should wave to happiness and embrace the sun! We don't want to "swing yourself, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming" sadness, we only need "Peach Blossom is too deep and thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun sent me" friendship!

I looked at the calendar alone and thought of having your day... I have you, I am mature; with you, I am happy; with you, I am jealous.

Not looking for the day of the smoke... because it has long been engraved in my heart.

First day: Yu Bo