Last year today, we looked at the students who were graduating from junior high school with a kind of envious look. When we were about to leave, they were reluctant to part.
Before graduation, these days seemed like quicksand. They seemed to be long, but they were always passing away. They wanted to keep them, but their limited time slipped away.
Some memories, we have not forgotten, but because the years have forgotten! Some stories do not mention or we can not remember. Until one day, looking up and looking up, we find that we have lost too many days together. That life is not coming again.
One day, we will leave, maybe later, because of the time, we can not accompany who? But if one day, I think of you, the memory of the memory in my mind; some are disappointed and some are happy. If one day we met in the street, it was a surprise to us, so I firmly believe that we all meet again.
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