It's especially close to get together today.
Whether wealth or success or failure,
Raising a glass and drinking is the truest feeling.
Talking about the past today,
Laughter and laughter are flying all over the sky.
The lamp cup reflects a smiling face,
Vaguely, time has turned back.
Unconsciously, it's getting late,
Drinking is not intoxicating.
Sigh that time is in a hurry,
How many springs can life have?
One generation of classmates, three generations of relatives,
Classmate friendship is different.
Best wishes from the heart,
Everything goes well.
Poem 2 of class reunion
It's been more than twenty years since graduation.
He didn't grow tall.
Rice and salt
Everything has changed. hair dyeing cream
Lived most of my life
Also did not make outstanding achievements.
The only thing that stands out is
Only the lumbar intervertebral disc
The handsome boy and pretty girl of that year
Already an uncle and aunt.
Your deskmate, his deskmate.
I was just about to raise my glass for a change.
But he is no longer a good drinker.
Call for a friendly nickname
My face is red and my heart is beating.
Don't think that old love is burning.
I just drank too much wine.
A secret that no one could touch in those days.
It's already thick cowhide
You blew it away.
Sing an old song of that year at the same time.
(We are a new generation in the 1980s)
I have a boiling passion, generate.
(hoarse as a drake)
A messy restaurant turned into a ballroom.
The same confusion
It is our heart that has regained its vitality.