I watched the sunset quietly on the water alone, and my heart seemed to flow with the breeze, with the white clouds, with the river. In the mind, I will think of a certain sentence, a certain place, a certain miss. I always feel that the most beautiful feeling is the feeling of "tacit understanding" among classmates from childhood to adulthood and knowing the roots. Thank you for life, thank you for being able to meet in the vast sea of people, those innocent fragments, those laughing, those poor telling, all of that, all of them, all of which have given me a lifetime of happiness.
This wonderful feeling, which accompanied my life slowly grew, blossomed, bore fruit, and extended all the way to the bottom of my heart. There is no dirt in the simple feelings, when I see you smiling every day is the greatest happiness, a long river called "classmate love" slowly flows in the years we spent together, hand in hand to go to a sea called "dreams". We watch the flowers blossom and fall together, watch the waves together, watch the landscape together, watch the sunrise and sunset together, and watch the sunset together.
The years passed, the time stubbleed, we are already in our sixties, in another twenty years, thirty years... Will we remember each other clearly? Do we remember playing together on the playground when we were young? Remember to train together in the wild? Remember talking in private about the pretty girl and the handsome look of the boy? Will he or she be congratulated again? I believe that memory is eternal, and time will not take everything away.
If you take you, take me, only a mottled old blackboard remains... Fate is really wonderful, want to cherish every passer-by who passes by me, it is impossible, the chance of meeting among hundreds of millions of people is really small, want to cherish the residents in life more, because there are fewer opportunities to know each other, however, true friendship is sublimated through the baptism of wind and rain. A year ago, when I was seriously ill and in pain, my classmates would send me a warm comfort and encouragement, and after my treatment and recovery, my classmates would cheer and applaud me happily. Really, what else in the world is more important than someone who cares for you.
Get used to happiness and joy... I like to laugh and talk with my classmates, and share my heart like when I was young, and I share my childish words with everyone. In such a group of caring and harmonious students, there is no publicity and comparison, no hypocrisy and lies... Only a faint floral fragrance, warm sunshine, maintaining such a beautiful innocence.
If you choose to believe, I believe that time may dilute a lot, but it will never wash away the memories, even if we will be old and old in the future, meet less, but the classmate affection hidden in the bottom of the heart, if you are not careful, you will be hooked because you say a certain sentence, listen to a song, see a certain photo, and the scene is vividly displayed in front of you.
With a certain leisure time, looking at the day that I want to be, looking at the land that I want to be, and still warming my heart, I will also think of the students who are optimistic, comfortable, smiling, and childlike. I believe that fate, classmates, is the purest encounter in life.