The story takes place in our group

Unconsciously, our four-person team has been sitting together for a year. In the days when there are no sorrows, we always say that graduation is nowhere in sight, but time is like an arrow. The evening glow is red, and a lingering emotion is entangled in my heart. Is that nostalgia?

The glimmer of the setting sun carried a few clouds and drifted over, gradually falling into the evening rain, bit by bit, silky. Four hands were brought together, strolling silently on the green lawn, letting the dreamy raindrops fall on the back of the hand. For a year, we have a tacit understanding of each other. I remember the days when we were crying and laughing arrogantly - we swayed with heat and enjoyed friendship...

The evening wind blew, and the sound of Xinyin bell broke the silence: "Remember, when we were in math class, we always did the trick of sleeping pigs together. At that time, four of us were unique scenery of our four classes! ”

Jie smiled and said, "What is this? We are not all going to the Chinese language class to be '拎' to do the 'four big lawguards'!"

"There is still, for you, when the military training of the paintballs became a first-class spy..." After waiting for Hao, I answered: "That is, shoot yourself all into one." 'Flower cat'!"

Everyone has stringed the story of the past into a new story today, with a happy color - is it to make this perhaps the last memory not to change the goodness of the past? In the drizzle, all four of us laughed, as in the past.

We have accompanied people through the ups and downs of life; now in the rain, the four hands are tighter. I suddenly remembered the deep song that Su Shi sang. I sang softly, and everyone sang softly: "Maybe the hand that held the hand, the previous life is not necessarily good; maybe with the road of companionship, this life will be more busy. So the hand that holds the hand The next life will go together; therefore, with the road of the companion, there is no time to turn back..." The four voices merged together, drifting in the sunset, in the drizzle, on the grass, the sound is not big, but it contains The purest and most beautiful friendship of our four people...