In the days of welcoming the senior high school entrance examination
It says on the blackboard: 10 days before the senior high school entrance examination. Students in Grade Three live in a tense atmosphere all day. "Licorice", "Chrysanthemum" and "Sun God" are popular on campus in June, which is accompanied by our graduation day.
Approaching graduation means that the senior high school entrance examination is coming, and everyone has no time to be sentimental, because life needs us to struggle and struggle! However, I was disheartened and fell into the shadow of failing the exam. After receiving the teacher's thin report card, my enthusiasm suddenly dropped to zero. A month's effort, just for such a result, is too unexpected.
I smiled numbly and recalled the past: for my "key point", my mother cooked for me from morning till night and designed recipes; Father insisted on sitting at the table every night to "accompany"; Relatives and friends who are far away from home regularly call and write letters to care about my study and health; Teachers often use their leisure time to help me analyze and explain a problem I don't understand; My classmates kindly changed seats with me, fearing that I would fall behind in my homework because of myopia ... They have paid so much, but I am ashamed to repay them with such achievements.
However, it's not that I don't work hard! How many cold nights, I studied hard under that lonely lamp. Thought of here, my tears can't help rolling down with grievances. "XXX, what's wrong?" The teacher looked at me kindly. "It's hard to get a bad test, isn't it?" I nodded gently. "The teacher knows that you have tried your best. I analyzed your test paper just now. You should remember: success or failure belongs to the past, and the key is to grasp tomorrow ... "The teacher slowly enlightened me, and my enthusiasm filled my heart bit by bit. When I entered the classroom and opened the book, a piece of paper slipped quietly: "Don't lose heart, show confidence and courage, and everything will be fine." There is a long list of classmates' signatures at the signature office. I dry the tears left in my eyes and review with a smile. I am a strong person, and I can't let people who care about me down!
In the days of welcoming the senior high school entrance examination, I was accompanied by "licorice", "chrysanthemum" and "sun god", and I still studied hard under the lonely lamp. Behind me, there are teachers, classmates, parents and relatives who fully support me. I will live up to expectations and stubbornly sprint to the "finish line".
When I was turning pages, a ginkgo leaf slipped quietly. I bent down to pick it up, stunned. This was given to me by my deskmate when I graduated, and it said "Take care of your friends" on the back. I don't remember if I wanted to cry at that time, but now there are tears on the yellow leaves.
Looking at this yellow ginkgo leaf, my deskmate's bright smile and generous words came into my eyes, and I remembered the deep friendship between us and the days we passed together.
On the eve of graduation from junior high school, he reluctantly sang a familiar song: "How to face the days we walked together, and now I am alone …" Brave, he left tears of parting. He slowly took a leaf out of his pocket and handed it to me. After a short silence, he said to me, "All good things must come to an end. After getting along, we will leave. The days we walked together, such as the sunset, were buried by the coming night. " He paused, and then said, "The days we spent together will be our beautiful memories, and the green ginkgo leaves will be our eternal memory …" He didn't go on, but told me to cherish our friendship and let us cherish each other. I sang with tears in my eyes: "friends have been together all their lives, and those days are gone." In a word, a lifetime, a love story, a glass of wine, friends are never alone ... "
In this way, time is gone forever, and my friend will never see it again. Perhaps, now, he is quietly recalling the days we walked together.
Fate let us get to know each other, maybe God has already arranged it, so I am so lucky to make a sincere friend. Indeed, I met him by accident. It was a rainy morning and we sheltered from the rain under the same roof. It is only for this reason that we have become good friends. From then on, we played together, studied together, weathered the difficulties together, discussed social affairs together, and stayed together every day, leaving beautiful memories.
I still remember the days we walked together, with a little sour in sweetness and a little sad in joy, which was quite unsatisfactory. However, we help each other and move forward hand in hand, so that the days we have passed will always be full of laughter and happiness.
"The most precious thing in the world is sincere friendship, and the happiest thing is to quietly recall the sweet past." Sincere him, honest me, walk calmly, face bravely and live an optimistic life. It's just that our past laughter is gone, and you don't know when and where we will meet. Only these glittering and translucent tears are entrusted with my incomparable thoughts.
"Hey, what are you thinking?" My deskmate pushed me.
"oh! Nothing. "
I woke up from my memory, picked up the ginkgo leaves again and read them silently; The days we spent together included you, me and a gorgeous rainbow.