It's been a long, long time since I wrote a memory composition, and my thoughts are already a bit overwhelming, and I don't want to let the pain spread. The classmates who read my composition said: "The composition is still okay, but it feels like betraying class 0713. But I don't think so.
It is enough to have a confidant in life! Those who walk with you in difficult times and give you hope when you are disappointed, how many can you really have in your life?
What a person can remember in his life is just a few fragments of going through the wind and rain with his true, sincere and beloved friends.
However, I still want to temporarily forget the longness of yesterday, temporarily forget my past, and temporarily forget yesterday's happiness and sorrow. Let youth fly in learning together. Looking back three years later is also a kind of beauty.
The students in this class are very good.
On the last day of military training, when parting from the instructor, many students cried. I could never understand why they were crying. Once upon a time, I didn't shed a tear when I parted with a friend who was a classmate of nine years. The instructor is just a passer-by in our lives, and soon after, the students will forget it. Maybe some people still miss him and shed tears for him, but this number is almost zero, but now I often cry when I miss my classmates. I finally understand a truth: after all, a short-term relationship is no match for a long-term friend.
On Teacher's Day, it is a good thing that students all use greeting cards to write blessings to teachers. But in my opinion, blessing her silently in my heart is always more beautiful than saying it, and it also has a more silent effect. Just as happiness is not hidden in contentment, but in longing.
The organizer of this event, Chen Liyu, is a nice boy. Seeing him reminded me of Li Qiang in our original class. Both of them have similar personalities, unique behaviors, and strong organizational skills, but they don't like to study, and sometimes they even learn from other people's homework.
And they are all outstanding in the class. The only difference is that he is not as overbearing as Li Qiang. I will never forget that Li Qiang once signed my name on my school uniform, but when I washed the clothes, I accidentally washed his name off, and I was very sad. Maybe I pay too much attention to form.
Chen Liyu once gave me a pen, which I treasure. In junior high school, I also had a relationship with a female classmate. Some people may laugh at me as a fool, a pen is nothing. But in my opinion, it's also a gift. I remember when I left in the third year of junior high, my friend Li Xu gave me two gifts: a knife and a mineral water bottle cap, but the difference is that there are three holes in the bottle cap, forming a smiling face of life.
The female classmate on my right is called Zhang Xiaoli, and she was with Zou Lu when cleaning on the first day. Sometimes, she would ask me a few math problems, and when I explained it to her and she understood it, she would say, "Oh, oh, that's it, I see." I remembered Hu Qing, who used to tell her to do a problem, but she half listened and half ignored it. It was not until graduation that she and a few other classmates gathered around me to ask questions. So, seeing her and hearing her answer after explaining it clearly, I seemed to see Hu Qing again.
What a person can remember in his life is just a few fragments of going through the wind and rain with his true, sincere and beloved friends. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com