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05.09.2019 09:58
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Years of life is the scenery of yesterday, your figure is gradually drifting away in my world Wholesale Cigarettes, and finally disappeared. Looking back on the past, but like a black and white silent film, a little bit of imprint, it seems to be for the number of years Marlboro Gold. Once upon a time, we walked together. Do you still remember the day we first met, although it is not earth-shattering, it is also worth remembering. Later, you became my back table and our relationship became more intimate. In the days when you are singing and playing, you always love to joke with me: "My grades are not good, I am inferior." I laughed and said nothing, because I clearly saw the sadness in your eyes. When is the day on the blackboard changing every day, from the "100 days of the countdown to the middle school entrance examination" slowly reduced. The arrival of a new spring is as close to the end as we are. I only remember the teacher saying, "The flowers are straight and foldable, and there is no flower and empty branches." We are working hard at the table, letting the pen chase the passage of time and seconds. Your performance is particularly special. Poor, and I am no exception. You know that when I am sad, I always like to look at the scenery outside the window. So, when I saw my words in front of the window, you quickly comforted me: "It��s okay, it will be fine." Actually, I am not too sad, but I don��t know why, when I saw your nervousness. In the appearance, tears flowed without warning, I know that you are understanding, but obviously you are also the "victim" of this exam, why only think of me. I hugged you and whispered in your ear: "You are, you will be fine." In this way, the cracks of time lingered and poured over. Finally arrived at the day before the entrance examination, when the school was laid off for us. But the joy of the past did not hit my heart, as if the nervous mood has been engraved in my heart. So we were not close to home, we decided to take the common path. The sun in June was roasting the earth, and the oncoming wind was mixed with heat. Scrambled between the hair. We walked silently in the road, and the tension in our hearts spread to the body with the blood. Unknowingly, the road ahead is divided. You can't help but break the silence: "Don't worry, we have worked hard, we will have good results, we will certainly be able to enter the same middle school." I don't speak, just Nodded, let you turn to the different paths, let your figure drift away. However, there is no banquet in the world, two different trajectories of stars, instant encounters, come to know each other, but Will eventually fly to different distances. The countdown to the middle school entrance finally returned to zero, and it ended in the laughter of the majority and the sorrow of a few. But the two zeros have passed away, carrying too many good memories. Does this mean that there is a movie of your youth, and people are walking away, just like this long life, whether you want to go or not, you must go on your own, scatter the world, and keep in your castle. Quiet youth, this is the worst ending I have ever thought of, but it is also the result we must face. Hua Qingsi, the red face is easy to pass, suddenly look back, like a cloud of smoke Newport Cigarettes, but in my youthful years You, enough! |
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