Men get to know each other, fall in love, stay together and leave each other.
In front of a friend, the four of us sat together separately, so the Chinese group, the math group and the English group were all connected.
From acquaintance to love, it seems that it took too much time. At that time, even if the four people looked up and didn't look down every day, there were only a few words, only the thinnest greetings every day, and there wasn't much communication, but the gap was insurmountable, so that they argued endlessly about things as big as feather dusters every day, or erected curtains in their hearts to isolate others, and they had to pull a face and apologize when they were finished. But let several of us feel warm, sweet, fermented and integrated with each other in the reciprocating mechanical action of quarrel, apology and reconciliation.
From love to being together, getting along with four people is an indispensable part of life. We gradually became close friends, from the very beginning when appreciate each other smiled to the present laughing. Trust in friends can make all kinds of jokes, laugh, make trouble and vent meaningless. It is always patient to argue about something, and we seem to have no feeling about the result. The important thing is to enjoy the process.
I still remember that I often shared snacks and fruits with my neighbor table two days ago, but I was caught by the monitor who was entering the classroom. The monitor's eyes were like staring at two mice who had committed the crime of stealing food, but they forgave us because it was nothing wrong to eat Ben. I'm quite happy when I think about it now, and I can't help laughing.
From parting to parting, I don't know if I am slow or something. I always feel that the four of us have just become friends, but we have to split up in all directions. There are still some people who can't stand it and are used to the noise. Today, they get along very well, and no one tries to start a quarrel, because they remember that after tomorrow, all four of them will be separated.
Accustomed to four people, accustomed to buying four things. Although tomorrow, there will be four other people to replace them, but we will not forget each other, the feelings of these four people who are particularly quarreling.
That man, don't forget that feeling.
Evaluation: This is a weekly diary, which records the little things that happen around us every day. Discover beauty from small things and embody beauty. Only when we change seats can we remember the kindness of our old friends, and we have to leave, then we can recall the beauty and treasure we had together before and express our true feelings. That person, that feeling should not be forgotten.
Will our friendship bloom forever like flowers on a concrete wall?
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When the morning comes, I always use almost all my energy to absorb the surprises brought by the rain and dew. Maybe it's been too long since anyone paid attention. I look a little yellow. Maybe soon, I will end my life journey and leave the world that doesn't belong to me with my heavy body. I am a grass.
However, the more I realize that I am physically exhausted, there will always be an old woman with a worn washbasin and a crutch who will slowly approach me and give me endless surprises. Every day after that, I watched her old bones pass by me slowly. ...
Soon after, I was taken back by the old man with roots and soil. She is like a careful friend who gives me endless warmth every day. Maybe because of her age, she comes to talk to me like a child every day. "Little sapling, now I only have you ..." She didn't know I was the same age as her, so she called me Little sapling. I was happy for a while, but I was worried about her health. If one day she leaves me, where can I meet such a nice person? However, she finally fell ill and disappeared from my eyes, but I didn't lose my life. She put me by the river and made great efforts. She has no family and no one to take care of her. On the way to put me back safely, she fell from my eyes. There was nothing I could do. I couldn't become a human being, and even saved her life.
Time can take away life, but it can never take away the hard work she left me. She will live in my memory forever. In the dream, she talked to me as usual and gave me warmth. ...
I gradually grew into a big tree, and there was always a sigh beside me: "Wow, this tree is so tall and big." But no one knows that many years ago, I was a withered and dying sapling, and she saved me. In her absence, she always gave me the courage to exist in my memory. In this way, she became my courage to live and an indelible part of my memory. ...
She taught me how to love others and what to cherish. There is still a long way to go in the future, and I will never be lonely with her in my memory.
Some people will leave unforgettable memories for you when you come back. Some things, you will never forget; There are some feelings that you can keep in mind and treasure in your heart. -inscription
That lovely person
When I was a child in kindergarten, a super cute little girl came into my heart.
She looks cute with pigtails. The pigtails on her head are still wearing colorful rubber bands, shining in the sun. A few pigtails are tied together and combed behind the head, and the oblique bangs are clamped with lovely strawberry hair clips.
She is wearing a light pink dress, a light pink plush pleated skirt and a pair of small bubble sleeves, which is very cute. She wore a pair of pale pink sandals and smiled at me. (The characters are detailed and specific. )
That beautiful thing
At that time, you put your little meat hand in front of me in a daze and said you wanted to make friends with me.
At that time, you were so naive and self-abased, I couldn't help blushing, and I wanted to arouse your frankness and frankness.
At that time, I was very shy and inferior. I nodded to you with a red face, carefully extended my left hand, tapped it on your white palm, and quickly took it back. I found you with a shy smile.
That warm feeling
What you conveyed to me at that time was your frankness and frankness, which made me envy.
Because I was too shy and inferior to make friends before, I didn't know I had a lot of happiness until I met you. You taught me how to make friends, how to overcome my inferiority and shyness, and made me look natural and graceful when dealing with people. Thank you for my partner who wore strawberry clips when I was a child.
Although I haven't seen you for a long time now, I still want to say thank you!
Some people will make you feel envious, unconsciously want to be close, want to know, and want to be like her personality; Some things will remind you of her all the time; Some feelings make you regain your confidence and change your life.
On the campus at noon, the sun is shining outside the window and the fans are buzzing in the classroom. This is undoubtedly playing a lullaby for our students who often "fish" in class. The students are asleep in their seats, but she and I are full of energy because we are going to borrow books from the library. The library is only open on this day of the week, and there is not enough time for recess. We come and go to the library. It is conceivable how important this precious nap time is to us two people who love reading.
When the teacher was asleep, we slipped out of the classroom quietly. Outside, the sun is baking the earth, and the flat cement playground is "baked" by the scorching sun. It seems that if you pour a basin of water on it, it will evaporate without a trace. This is the only way to the library, but we have to rush to the playground in the scorching sun, like fire fighters rushing into the sea of fire. When we hurried past the "big baking tray in the playground", we turned around and heard a cicada singing, which came from the camphor trees on both sides of the school road. I don't know how many cicadas lie on it. They cried in despair, and their voices kept rising. It's a little harsh, but once they calm down and listen carefully, it's still beautiful However, we have no time to enjoy their concerts. Our first task is to borrow books.
It is said that many things happen, but why did you become a "God who cares" as soon as you came to us? We finally came into contact with the shade brought by the eaves, but the library was closed! Just when I was very distressed, she happened to find that the river opposite the fence was covered with rotten wax gourd. She pointed to the wax gourd and asked me, "How do you think we can cross the river if we climb over the fence?" I thought about it, and then we all replied, "Step on the melon!" " Oh, maybe, this is what people often say, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn! When we said the same answer in unison, we all smiled at each other. Then she asked me, "It's been six years. Do you think we can still be together like this after entering junior high school? " I froze for a moment and didn't speak. In fact, that's what I'm worried about. Six years passed quietly. In these six years, we laughed together, grieved together, went crazy together and cried together. However, we are about to face the choice of separation, how can I give up! I shook my head: "I don't know, but I really don't want to be separated from you." I want to be your good friend for life. "
She smiled, revealing two sharp little tiger teeth. Her smile touched me the most. Whenever I feel depressed, she will come and hold my shoulder for the first time and say to me with a smile, "Laugh often and you will naturally look good. Bitter gourd face is ugly! " It used to be like this, now it is like this, but will we be like this in the future? She patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't be unhappy. Laugh more and laugh all the time, and the lottery will come naturally. Don't worry, no matter whether we are assigned to the same class after going to school, I will put you first in my heart! " Well, we are both the first in each other's minds.
Although we are not in the same school now, our contact has never been broken. When she took my hand and asked me, "How have you been recently?" ; When she measured her height, she smiled and said that you have grown taller again; When she told me how she did the key class all the way, you know, these things will be the best memories in my life.
Time is like sand in your hand. If you are not careful, you will slip through your fingers one by one and never go back. In a blink of an eye, it was another spring outing in Qiu Lai. I am sitting in the classroom, and there are still burning sun and countless cicadas outside the window. At present, it seems that her smiling face with two sharp little tiger teeth and my back walk side by side with her through the tree-lined school road. ...
That person's love composition 5 "Guo Kui is like a pot cover, and her face is like a belt. The girl doesn't marry, Papa wears it on her head, and the room is half covered. She doesn't sit up, and Chili peppers cook a dish, and the Qin cavity mumbles." This is our famous "eight eccentrics" in Shaanxi, which vividly describes the local characteristics and folk customs of Shaanxi.
My hometown is Shangluo, Shaanxi. This is a village full of strong local flavor and profound humanistic feelings. There are also charming green mountains and green waters and long-standing folk customs here.
People in my hometown are simple, kind and hospitable. On weekdays, even if you have a meal, you should come to the door with a bowl. The villagers in the village are like a family. If there is a holiday, everyone in the village will discuss buying new year's goods together. No matter who has something in the village, everyone will help together. When you first arrive here, you will get the highest priority. Whether it is green tea or delicious food, people will use it to entertain guests. The home cooking here is full of sincerity, generosity and enthusiasm of the local people. The world-famous Biangbiang noodles must be familiar to everyone, as well as delicious potato forks and glutinous rice batter soup. The hot kang in my hometown is warm and comfortable, and the warm feeling is really indescribable. Only when you have experienced it can you feel the warmth and comfort. The villagers live together freely. Old people and women who do needlework in the village often sit in piles on the hot kang when they are free.
The scenery in my hometown is charming, beautiful and elegant. Behind the village are continuous mountains and neat fields. Throughout the year, you will see hard-working farmers' uncles and old people in the fields. They get together from time to time to talk about their families. Sometimes, old people will smoke cigarettes, sit on the top of the slope and yell at Shaanxi Opera. This enjoyment of life is full of strong local flavor. There are dense forests and yam fields on the mountain. Every afternoon, my hometown people will drive cattle and sheep to eat grass in the Woods. There are many stout fruit trees on the mountain, and children's laughter can be heard not far away. They are picking persimmons like burning lanterns. People in the village can eat fruit with or without trees. Every harvest season, villagers will take out their fruits for others to taste, and sometimes they will pick them in the market. There is a gurgling river at the entrance to the village. In spring, the shore is full of bright flowers, willow trees are flourishing and cicadas are chirping happily. An ancient arch bridge was built on both sides of the river. Every summer, the villagers pick up stools, fans, chess and cards and enjoy the cool and entertainment on the bridge. On both sides of the river are sand dikes built by the villagers themselves with stones. In the morning, the old people will come here to exercise. At noon, the golden wheat beside the sand embankment looks shiny. In autumn, the fallen leaves spread a thick carpet for the country road, and it creaked when you stepped on it. The endless crops are rich and full, and people come to the fields to harvest from morning till night. In winter, it has become a playground for children. Children wear cotton-padded jackets and sleeves sewn by adults to have snowball fights, make snowmen and skate, and enjoy themselves in the nature wrapped in silver. People in my hometown are very diligent. If it snows heavily, they will take the initiative to clear the snow on the road and serve passers-by.
The family ties of hometown people are very strong. Every festival, the villagers will beat gongs and drums to hold a grand social fire celebration. Everything delicious and easy to use at home will be given to neighbors to share. If anyone has a problem, the villagers will try their best to help.
This is my hometown. There will always be dazzling scenery, and everything there will be endless.
That person-simple and sincere, that scenery-beautiful and pleasant, that feeling-rich and simple.
The scenery of that person's love composition 6 was still 100 million years ago, but that friend's love has been lost in the past. -inscription
When did everything change?
Back in the accident, my heart was full of ideas. When I was a child, here, where I am standing now, is the place where we met and left, just the sadness when we met again. I still remember the scene of acquaintance: kites overlooking the earth and birds wandering back and forth in the forest. I walked around the forest tree alone, turning around aimlessly, and I looked up and saw her. I felt a lot of goodwill at a glance, and my friendship was confirmed.
Every day I wake up in the morning light. Against the background of the first ray of sunshine, two small shadows are shaking. Regardless of the muddy land, we skipped along with the fragrance. Innocent friendship, the collision between hearts, is a hymn of innocence and beauty.
I, still standing in the green forest, like that year, stepped on the irregular pace. At dusk, she was just shrouded in glory. But kites no longer exist, and birds no longer sing and fly. The forest is so quiet that my former friend stands in front of me. She has changed a lot, and the passage of time has shaped her into another appearance. I wonder if I've changed. She looked at me, her eyes were so helpless, her lips moved, and the words stuck in the voice turned into air and passed to me, so strange, clear and slim.
I let out a cry in my heart, and sure enough! I separated from her, and even if we meet again, it will never be the same. There is an extra gap between us, which we can't see, touch or cross. I only have distant words with her, and that kind of intimate and pure friendship can no longer be heard.
If life is like the first time. Why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but difficult to change people's hearts. Hey! The scenery still remembers the past, but people and friends in the past have lost their feelings.
Time goes by, I don't know when, everything is changing, everything is changing quietly. Now, I have found the muddy path, but I can't find the footprints of two naughty children. Our feelings are submerged in the torrent of time, leaving only the scenery as it is, and the hearts of the people do not return.
In this era, people have gone far. Although the scenery hasn't changed, the feelings are gone.
Quancheng, the place that bears all my childhood memories, has deteriorated with the death of my uncle and grandfather, but the memory will become eternal if it remains unchanged.
Blue bricks, white tiles, small bridges, people. I followed the footsteps of early spring, brushed the willows, and invited the spring breeze to come to this place that has haunted me for a long time-Wang Fu Pool.
When I was a child, the gentle wind caressed my cheek. I stood on the bridge, clutching the railing desperately, and looked down at the floating grass under the bridge. Everyone is so kind. Although there are not many people, they are safe, but everyone's smiling face shows joy. Everything is still beautiful and happy.
"Little girl, what are you thinking?" Familiar laughter and bristle came from my ears. I'm dizzy. Looking back, I hugged the man's waist and shouted, "Uncle! I want to eat sugar! " He smiled coquetry at me, picked up his little head and walked towards the depths of the winding alley. In this way, the good days were quietly taken away by the years. Accompanied by my uncle and grandfather, I walked through my childhood, waved goodbye to my childhood and ushered in youth.
"Uncle!" I shouted at the shriveled old body around me to remind him to be careful. At that time, he was dying and I had become a slim girl. "hmm!" His hoarse voice bears the passage of time. I watched the old people and the increasingly bustling crowd around me, watched the blue bricks and white tiles turn into high-rise buildings, and watched the once simple people become indifferent. Everything seems to have changed.
Green slate, black sarcophagus and scarlet letter in official script are all eternal. I was in tears. I can't believe this is the last time I see my uncle and grandfather. Time took the old man away. I looked at the weeping willows on the roadside-this is the last memory of Quancheng.
Smoke billowed in front of the tomb, and smoke from kitchen chimneys curled up. In that vague sight, I saw my past with the old man. I gave the old man a pious black and white silent smile and kowtowed. Together, tears streaming down her face.
My uncle left, went to heaven and left me forever. Everything he tried to leave behind went with him. Uncle, I hope you can see everything you left behind in your dream, including my childhood.