5.22 Sunday

They both went to school, and I was the only one left in the dormitory.

The silence of the courtyard is unbearable, and what is even more unbearable is the emptiness in the heart. Then I finished reading "The Flute and the Knife" last time, and I didn't have time to feel it, so I went to the Internet café. I wanted to play a few songs.,The card reader is broken.,So I watched a movie.,I'm about to leave after watching it.,Classmates came.,He played the game for a while and then watched the movie.,After a few minutes, Lao Lei came.,Watching movies is not what I like to watch.,Soon I went back.。

As soon as I arrived at the accommodation, the rain began to fall, not too big and not too small. After dinner, Lao Li and I were bored staying in the accommodation, and it was raining again, so we decided to go to the Internet café to watch a movie. I knew that there was no vacancy, but fortunately, there were classmates I knew who stood behind him and watched him play games. Soon he was going to dinner, so I asked him to help him play for a while. I can't play, I'm dizzy, and I want to cry when I'm tired. Soon, I took Lao Li's place, and his classmates had something to do with him. I went to Q and chatted with a junior high school classmate, he was near the old school, and asked me to go to him, so I went.

When he came to the gate of the old school in the rain, he found that there was no one and his mobile phone number was forgotten at his residence. Stopped the car and turned around, took the mobile phone number and came again. I called to look for it, looked around, saw my classmates, and returned to my residence with him. He studied auto repair, and he lived with two of his roommates, so it was inconvenient to talk about it. After watching two movies, a few people wanted to go back, but it was almost dark. So the two had a light meal.

During the meal, I talked about some of the situation in the past few years and talked a lot about my junior high school classmates. I realized that three years is not a long time, but it has changed a lot. Most of them haven't met in years, and I'm about to step into society. Everything changes so fast, and time always obscures the former so quickly.

It's not too early, and the drenching rain has stopped, because it is inconvenient to say goodbye to each other, and there will still be a chance to catch up with the old days in the future.

When passing by at the school gate, the lights in the classroom were bright, and I couldn't recall the past, so I walked through it naturally, returned to my residence, listened to familiar songs, and hummed along.

Many times, a person suddenly has an urge to cry when listening to songs. It's always a beautiful word that gently touches all the past, and it turns out that many people are the same. Now it's all a person caught in an indescribable emotion, sentimental, touched, lost, all of which will be diluted by time. Even if it is diluted, there are still traces to follow. Like the rain that has just passed, even if the ground is dry on a cloudy day, it has come and wet the hearts of some people.

Memories are always like that.