Today I still want to share with you a song that everyone has basically heard, in fact, more want to share their own story, this song is from the thunder rain heart of "Remember · Nian", this song is my senior year of high school with her to exchange MP3 to listen to when she heard in her MP3, when the school did not let with mobile phones, especially love to listen to the song of their own bought several MP3s, of course, also took away a few, now there is still the last one in hand, which still has her photo, many times want to delete, but did not delete, just in high school we, Hearing this song immediately on the very touch, not far from the college entrance examination, high school these dear classmates to the day to go apart, it is really difficult to meet again, even if there is love and hate, now think about it is really love more love, hate also want, that day with the house, strong, Dong Brother dinner, I asked the house to what small ingredients, she said to vinegar peanut crushed sesame paste, I suddenly remembered that high school and her than who in the duck blood fan in the vinegar added more, nose a sore really good miss ah, now she also changed her appearance, Maybe it is no longer the house that is desperately studying next to me, I and the big strong Dong brother is still the most iron brother, maybe the only constant is Brother Dong, playing ball or can not play big strong but at least can score a few goals on his head, the other day Fan Fan also turned out the diary to show me, at that time the first row are good to study, I adjusted, no one is crazy with her, Fang Sister finally found her love, the Language teacher has a second child, the English teacher still works hard to teach and educate, the math teacher and his daughter play very happily every day The history teacher forgot about me, the geography teacher is still an eternal god, the eldest girl has also changed her name, not called too beautiful, other people have less and less contact, especially she has not talked to her for a long time, I don't know how she has been lately.
The lyrics in the song "Remember and Read" I have been pasted on the podium in front of my desk, once Fang Jie sorted out the examination room for me to tear up, but after the test she personally gave me, I re-pasted it, she was very good to me, a very special good, may be we all like Bigbang, in fact, do not want to go back to the past, but miss those people and those things, just like the lyrics say: I just want to pull the flow of years to say goodbye, regrets and thanks can not go back to yesterday, I just want to remember this moment, The light-years we walked together, the light-years after June became a memorial.
I will always be the person who asks questions without memorizing, always the person who checks the homework and does not write and stands up, always the person who talks to Fang Sister, always the person who runs out with the big man to play, always the person who sits in the first row and is surrounded by circle girls, always the person who is very good at math and does not write the wrong set of questions, always the person who likes you but is very timid, always the central air conditioner in his population, I am not kind, but when I am not kind, I am afraid that my heart is not steady, I don't know if I did those things right, but I don't feel guilty, I'm still me, I'm just a little older.
I have seen a sentence: first grade stranger, second grade friend, third grade partner, fourth grade confidant, fifth grade girlfriend, sixth grade departure, I used six seconds to enter the classroom, used six minutes to familiarize myself with the same table, used six hours to get acquainted with the teacher, used six months to know the whole class, but it took six years to know the separation, an exam paper scattered a group of people, there is a couple's uniform in this world called school uniform, there is a song called class song, there is a photo called graduation photo, there is a goodbye called us graduation, we struggled for six years, After 9600 classes, 140 weeks, 12 semesters, the last thing left was a photo and a goodbye, six years of books are all over, people are scattered, the next semester this classroom will still sit people, but it is not us, we have arrived at the station, it is time to get off. That's us. #Remembrance ##雷雨心 #
