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Life is like a movie, and every little thing in life is like a small shot in a movie, browsing over and over again, suddenly! The brother of memory is on a small lens, and there is a bitter bitterness in the corner of my mouth!

I remember when I was in the first grade, I was very introverted, so no one played with me. Until one day he appeared, it made me a big change! That day I was walking alone on my way home. You suddenly came to me and said, "Let's be friends!" I shouldn't have answered it, nodded. Since then, I have become a good friend with you. I am blessed with the same good, and with your help, I am gradually lively and cheerful. It’s not a long time. With the migration of your parents’ work, you moved away. I remember that on the day you left, I cried. You said to me, “Give you this bear, see him like you see me. , we will always be good friends!" I nodded with a cry, you are still gone! Past events, such as yesterday, generally floated in front of my eyes, lingering. Remember the time I was bullied? Because I am short, I am often abused by others. You often take the lead for me! It was raining that day, I was waiting for you to go home downstairs. Who knows that a classmate came to me and beat me and beat me. You just went downstairs and saw this, you immediately rushed to me to stop the classmate, and picked up his fist to fight against the classmate, you hit it, and finally you splashed a mud! After you got home, you were also quarreled by your mother! The bear is still there, but where are you? After the end of the memory, I suddenly heard my mother calling me: "Go downstairs, your childhood partner is back!" I went downstairs to see: it is him! Really him!

First day: Zhang Yang

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