Yanyan, who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, is a good friend I met when I was in junior high school. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info She is from Jiangsu and speaks with a Jiangsu accent. Looks a little like me. On weekdays, we all call her "Jiang Mei", but in fact, Yan is the biggest among us, so we still call her "Boss". She is very careful and serious in everything she does. Don't look at her soft and weak appearance, in fact, she is fierce inside! Extremely high self-esteem! The beautiful and quiet Nan Nan is a good friend I made in elementary school, and until now, we have both had a good relationship. Nan often said that it was fate that brought us together, and it was God who made us good friends. It's also said that we have been friends for more than ten years, so we should be regarded as "small". She went to vocational school in another place and could only come back during the New Year's holidays. So when we usually communicate, we just write letters and surf the Internet. She has a pair of beautiful big eyes, a curly black hair, is not tall, and has a somewhat introverted personality, which is a typical beautiful lady type. She was very attentive in everything she did, and she always chewed slowly when she ate, and she was still there savoring it after we gobbled it up. We always said to her, "If we had eaten like you, we would have starved to death!" No wonder you're so skinny! ”

The eccentric Juanjuan and I have spent the longest time together, we have been together from elementary school to high school, and we have been table mates for several years! Juan has three most: she is the most clever, the most talkative, and the most sharesome of us. We always take the lead in something, always consult us about big and small things that we can't decide, and care about other people's affairs as if they were our own. But sometimes it's also a little clever and shy. She's our pistachio!

The days with good friends are the most memorable and happy. I wish my good friend happiness and joy forever!

I put your stories in my soundpiece, above my life, under my memory. Some people, inadvertently, forget, and some people, you can't forget it even if you try your best. I used slides to show those pictures again and again, and the computer turned on and off, and my face lit up and dimmed for a while, like a bird flying through the clouds.

Friends, friendships, this topic, no matter when, where, no matter how long it has been, is a topic worth bringing up, talking about.

I met you five years ago, you spent some of the most innocent years of my life with me, and two days to go will be our 6th year together.

Once upon a time, there was a story that everyone had an angel who was always watching over her, and if this angel felt that your life was too sad and your mood was too sad, then he would become someone close to you, maybe your friend, maybe your lover, maybe your parents, maybe a stranger you had only met once, who would quietly appear in your life, spend a little happy time with you, and then he would leave quietly. So you have happy memories in your life.

I'm glad you didn't leave. I'm glad you sat in front of me when we first met.

I'm wondering, are you that angel? You appear quietly in every morning and dusk, quietly laughing with me and crying with me.

Everyone will grow up, who has not experienced parting, only when they grow up do they realize that the friendship when they were young is really pure and rare, and then I regret that I didn't treat you gentler at that time, and then gentle.

You are the last rose to bloom, the only thing I am not willing to compromise with this world.

Darkness gradually covered the earth. In the dark of night, a crescent moon hangs in mid-air, sprinkling a little fluorescence. Leaning lightly on the windowsill and looking up at the moon, my heart is not only stunned. This night, perhaps this full moonlight, brought me this unknown sadness. It's silence, it's loneliness, it's nostalgia...... Destined to never sleep. Thinking of you, there seems to be a little more joy in this faint sorrow. Looking back on those days with you, what a blessing.

The corners of my mouth rose slightly, and a smile appeared on my face. Fade away sorrow and bring wisps of joy. Looking back on the past, those days with you were my happiest time. You always bring me a lot of laughter. In my memory, you will always be the female man who played crazy with me when I was bored, the hero who would stand up when I was bullied, the colleague who fought guerrilla warfare with my teacher with me, the sister who silently listened to my heart, and the second person who went crazy on campus with me...... If there is anyone in the world who knows me best, then you must be the best choice, sometimes even better than I know myself. Of course, I know you too. Otherwise, how can you say that you are a confidant? You often joke that we are roundworms in each other's stomachs. This statement, while somewhat abstract, is a good metaphor.

Our acquaintance is what I remember the most. When I was a child, I had a quiet personality and was definitely the kind of bully who seemed to be a bully. Therefore, there will always be some inexplicable provocations. Whoever is put on this matter should feel unfortunate. At first, I thought so, but then I rejoiced. Otherwise, how could I have met you? I remember that day, the boy in the next class fell in love with the toy dog in my hand and wanted to snatch it. Even though I was used to it, I was still scared that a boy would take away my only friend (no one would want to be friends with me who was an introvert at the time). My eyes were red, and tears were rolling down my cheeks. At this time, you appeared by my side like a superman, protected me, and helped me get rid of the boys. I remember you still stinky and said, "Hmph, it's useless, my sister will cover you in the future." "After that, we became good friends.

If you have been with a person for a long time, your personality will also be affected, this sentence is completely reflected in me, and after being with you for a long time, I have become more and more Men, more and more 2, more and more like a woman...... A headache for a female duo was born.

This continued until we were in the fourth grade of primary school, and later, because of your father's work, your family moved to Sichuan. After 4 years of separation, we never saw each other again. Always remember that day, the gray sky, the gray world, in a gray darkness, sent away the only light of you. "We are friends forever." These were the last words you left me, and I still remember them vividly.

Even if you are no longer by my side, those days with you are destined to be my eternal memory, in this life, meeting you is fate, knowing you is a part, knowing and intersecting with you, it is a great blessing in my life.