An example of walking with friends all the way

I went to the library with m during the summer vacation, and then I met him in the first month of school. At that time, M told me excitedly that she did well in the exam. Actually, I'm not surprised. M's talent in primary school is enough to surprise me. She can decompose complex math problems step by step, and finally confidently write the answers on the test paper. She often gets high marks in exams, which often makes me feel ashamed. The intersection with m is because she is sitting behind me. Chat with her often when you are free, and then you will get acquainted. I still remember that M and I will often unite to bully P, and P will often be speechless by us. I had an appointment with m for the day of drawing lots for the experiment. If we all win, we will go outside the experimental area by bike. If neither of us can win, we will go to No.1 Middle School together. I didn't win the experiment that day, but M won. Although I wanted to cry, I tried to call M with a smile and said that the activity was cancelled. Later on Monday, M told me that her mother wanted her to study in No.1 Middle School. How happy I was at that time, and how I hoped to continue walking with her on the campus of No.1 Middle School. Her words relieved me, at least on that day. But it's a pity that later she said that the hukou should be allocated to the ancient city, and my hopes were dashed. M finally went to experiment. I met many times a few months ago, but I haven't kept in touch since. M called me once, but I hung up because I was in class. Later, she never called again, and I always felt a sense of loss. Later, after school, I saw M and a little girl on the side of the road, and then she said what she said to me a long time ago. I know we are no longer on the same side, and we all have our own new lives.

All the memories related to C are slapstick jokes. I always thought C was cute, with a round face and a lot of fat. I always think that C should develop into singing. I often listen to C hum some Japanese songs. What is fresh in my memory is Doraemon. I remember once having a moral class, and the old class was bored with it. He sang below, and then I laughed. The old class asked me to stand up and answer questions. It's like I'm listening to a gobbledygook and I don't know anything. After class, she called me over and taught me a lesson. C is also in No.1 Middle School. Once a penumbra met C, but she has become a stranger and can't even hear a bad word. Later, I heard that C sat at a table with the best students in his class, and I couldn't help feeling a sense of comfort. I was not an excellent person when I was in primary school. Maybe C sat at the same table with the worst grades and wouldn't borrow him to copy homework. Now I believe more and more in parallel worlds, where you are poetic and where you are frustrated. There are still a few words I want to say to C. You must study hard and make progress every day! I can't count down the class as before. Since there is such a superior learning environment, we should work harder.

P is much thinner than Chen. Of the three people, I have watched P the most since junior high school. He and a naughty boy in our class are good brothers and go to the door of our class all day looking for someone. I haven't seen you for a summer vacation. P has grown a lot and is not as short as before. I said that he grew up really fast, and he smiled and said without hesitation, "I haven't developed yet!" " "A girl next to me said P is shameless. But I have long been used to these words of P. If he doesn't say them, I feel unaccustomed. P is a narcissistic person in our eyes. He often inexplicably says that he is handsome or makes some actions to pretend to be handsome. I remember the two most funny expressions at that time. One is P pretending to be weak, and the other is C pretending to be a monkey sneezing. I followed them, but I still couldn't reach their jokes. P and m often quarrel, and I will watch it, and then cheer this and that with malicious intent. P is a tearful child. I still remember that time when he was scolded by M, he cried like a pear flower with rain. Once he was beaten by C because of some misunderstanding and cried on his desk. At that time, I often laughed at him, and now he has no taboos. P, you must eat more and grow taller in the future. Don't let me surpass you next year.

This is a memory that I miss so far. The four of us don't have many good memories, just some unforgettable jokes that are deeply imprinted in our minds. Me and M and P and C, will we really end up like this? Is that really the case? Let's say goodbye? No, it's just that our past memories are over. Our future continues in this city, or in a foreign land. What will happen to us in the future? At least we have a past, we have each other, and we will never end. Even if the world ends, our feelings and pure friendship will continue in every dust.

Now I can occasionally meet some primary school students on weekends. We will laugh together, fight together, share our lives together, and talk about the past without taboo. Everyone has nothing to hide and will give it away. Pupils are a beautiful title for us. There may not be much overlap before, but once we leave, we will feel that the distance between us has improved a little.