Yesterday, news came from classmates that our class was dissolved, leaving only five people, and the others were selected to other classes.
The news came like a bolt from the blue, and I couldn't say a word for a long time.
After all, we have been classmates for five years, and when we say we are apart, we will be apart.
Up to now, I have never forgotten the lovely faces of my classmates. Even the naughty classmates in the past feel better than their loved ones! This parting, I don't know when I can get together in Class May 4th!
The students spoke sadly in the Q group, and then said, "No! I don't want to change shifts! I want to stay! " After a while, he said, "classmate, let's meet again later!" " Remember to contact often! "Some just cried. I heard several girls crying their eyes out in the voice chat in the group, and even I, a strong boy, couldn't help shedding a few tears.
Why do we cherish everything in front of us and remember all the promises made by our classmates at the moment of parting? Unfortunately, it is too late.
When chatting with a classmate, my eyes were red and swollen. She went to school today, and was the first to know the news of the placement. She cried badly. She said that she would never forget her friends Tu Tu and Gao Chen. ...
Although my heart is full of countless sorrows, I still try my best to comfort my classmates with a smile. Liang said: "I didn't know what pain was until I left." I am silent.
The more the whole class speaks in the group, the worse it gets. Everyone had to make a hasty appointment to meet at school tomorrow, and then they all went offline, perhaps because they didn't want to let the pain of parting bother them again.
Some students put it well: "consider that you have graduated from primary school in advance." There is no banquet that never ends. "
I also use this to comfort myself. Although I don't know who my teacher will be in the future, I don't know whether Party S will be assigned to the same class with me, but I believe that no matter how we divide it, the hearts of the students in Class May 4th will not be separated.
Think of the old song: "Before we leave, it's night, after we leave, there's tomorrow …" Maybe as the days go by, everyone forgets sadness and parting, and everyone will make new friends and new playmates.
Goodbye, Class 54! I believe that parting is a brand-new beginning, so you should refuel!
Chapter 2: Feel parting again.
In ancient times, there was a saying that "sentimentality hurts separation since ancient times", and the poems of the ancients were delicate and concise. So I said, parting is a painful thing.
When I was a child, my father was studying in the city for further study, and my mother at home could only take my big bags to visit relatives when I was on a long vacation. During the holiday, my father took me and took this bag to send my mother and me back. Seeing that the car started, the whole car settled down. I shouted because I found that my father hadn't got on the bus yet, so I cried like a phoenix and asked the driver's uncle to stop the car and let my father get on the bus. My mother quickly picked me up and told me that my father would not come with us and would come back to see us in a couple of days. But I cried all the way. In my opinion, this parting is a long wait for our family.
Later, my father worked at home, and relatives and friends rushed back and forth from other places. Every time I go to see him off, I have to feel goodbye again. This is really a painful thing.
Now I have a lively and lovely good friend who has been with me for only one year. But we became inseparable friends during this time, and now she is going to study outside, and I am very reluctant to part with her. I went to the station to see her off the day she left. Seeing her thin figure get on the bus, she and I both cried. She talked to me a lot in the car, and finally we all left in tears. During the summer vacation, I went to see her by car alone. To go, she took me downstairs and invited me to drive when I was free. I nodded in agreement and gave her a hug. Sitting on the bus home, I was full of thoughts, recalling the happy year I spent with her, recalling that she didn't even want her shoes in the long-distance running in winter. I felt that time was really precious and I couldn't help crying.
Parting too many times, feeling too many times, gradually, I have more understanding of parting. Parting affects the hearts and feelings of those who leave. Maybe it hurts when we hold hands, but parting will never separate us. Because no matter what, there is always love between us, but love can span time and space and is indelible!
I said that parting is a painful thing, but I also want to say that there is a little sweetness in this pain, because you are involved in this pain because you love and are loved!
Chapter Three: Parting Composition
In the early morning, the warm sunshine sprinkled on the floor through the window and became dots.
I got rid of the habit of sleeping late and getting up early in the holiday, because today is a special day.
After breakfast, I watched TV in a daze. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, and I seemed to know who it was, so I took my time to open the door. The door opened, it was my parents and my sister, but I wasn't surprised. Then they came in.
Because when my aunt came to pick me up on Friday, Teacher Sun told her that my grades had dropped. At lunch, my aunt told my father. After hearing this, my father immediately reprimanded me seriously: "What's the matter with you!" "I bowed my head and continued to eat silently." We are all leaving, why are you still so unconscious! Then what are you going to do this year? "Dad loudly said hum again! If you can't get the top 30 in the senior high school entrance examination, come to the noodle restaurant with us! "Mother added fuel to the fire, suddenly said. My two lines of tears immediately fell into the bowl. "The last meal will be like this? "Think of it very grievance, so the dinner ended in discord.
Originally, my sister said that she would take my cousin and me to Binjiang Park in the afternoon, but we were all going to the school to join the art troupe. My sister suggested, "Just take a vacation!" But dad immediately retorted, "no, learning is more important!" " ""but today is the last day ... "My sister started to refute again, but when I saw my father's eyes, I said nothing. My cousin and I have to go to school.
Along the way, we were silent. When I got off at the station, my father said to me, "Qingqing, study hard and we will come back next year." After getting off the bus, I didn't cry because my cousin was here.
Dad is a short word, but it contains great warmth. It is a father's love and expectation for his children! Then let it last forever!
Chapter four: the taste of parting
In the moonlight, I have the clearest cup and the afterglow is falling. I hold the warmest and most burning red leaves, I pick up the hottest and most lush grass, I pick up the most colorful and longest life, and I want to experience the most complicated thing in the world-the taste of parting.
It's time to come The departure of the fifth grade is approaching. The taste of parting surrounds me, let me experience it carefully and recall it gently.
Teacher, you have taught me for five years. To tell the truth, we didn't like you at first, and even hated you. Because you are always in trouble and have a lot of homework, you always make some "excessive" demands on us. As I grow older, I finally understand your kindness to me and your love for us. At this moment, I have to go, but I don't want to, I don't want to ...
Friend, it's been five years. You and I have been called sisters for five years. In my memory, you are still so cheerful and optimistic. I am always happy when I am with you. The other day, I asked you what to do if we were separated. Your answer looks free and easy-just do what you have to do! However, I read infinite sadness between your lines. But I don't want to, I don't want to ...
It's late at night, everyone is asleep, but I'm still tossing and turning painfully in bed, haunted by the taste of parting. Suddenly, I realized that what should come will come, and what should go will always go. Why not change my mind? The end of parting is the beginning of another life, and life will continue. Why not cheer up and meet new life and new challenges!
I don't want to leave you forever, but I love you in this life. I don't want to look back with tears-love!
Throw away the memory of the sea, forget the hatred, never look back, realize! Enlightenment! Enlightenment! Forget the Jianghu and think big, let go-fight!
Chapter Five: Facing Parting
There are joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. We haven't grown up yet, but we have to face a lot of parting. I still remember my parting from my teachers and classmates last year. That afternoon, the head teacher who had been fierce for six years could not restrain his strong inner feelings, and tears swirled in his eyes. At that time, who could understand what she looked like when she was young-she was tough in appearance, but there was the softest place in her heart, where more than forty crystal-pure and happy children lived.
He is still rushing to arrange class affairs, but he is a little reluctant. I didn't understand it then, but now I understand that people have separated. This is the parting at the beginning of Xiao Sheng. My sixth uncle, who left for a long time last month, came to see me, but only stayed with me for a week. But this week is very unforgettable. It is a special emotion between relatives, a treasure between relatives, and an acquaintance between relatives. But even the best banquet will break up. It was cloudy every day when Uncle Liu left. I went to the station to see him off. When the train left, my heart could no longer be calm. He waved me back. I waited for a while, smiled at him, and then burst into tears? This is my parting from my relatives. Although we are only in junior high school now, it is not far from the choice of life.
Some friends left the campus early for some reasons and left us. Although I am not separated from Wan Li, it is also a parting for me. We can't be inseparable, we can't play on campus, we can't laugh and cry together. This is my farewell to my friends. Sometimes looking back, parting is actually a kind of enjoyment. How to say goodbye in one's life? The sun is still shining, but our black eyes have gradually become clear. After being clear, we know and cherish parting. The love and beauty that was once sprinkled in the corner of the first school of the 13 th division rocket farm in Xinjiang quietly came in the parting, but we couldn't put it down at our fingertips. We thought that everything we lost was enjoyed in parting, grew up in parting, and understood in parting. This is our glorious years.
Chapter 6: Parting Time
In the vast sea of people, we are like water drops in the sea, and we don't know where the next second is. On that day, fate brought us together. How lucky we are to come together, enjoying sunshine, laughter and ideals, and sharing wind and rain, pain and tears.
I remember that day, we met in that strange classroom, a little curious, a little wary and a little strange. Ask others' names over and over again, and introduce yourself over and over again. In this repeated process over and over again, we gradually became familiar with it. We get along day and night, so familiar, as if we know every corner of each other's hearts; We are close at hand, and we are so careful, just like drinking with a group of people who don't know anything.
Sometimes, we are friends, joking together, enjoying the taste of youth together, and sharing every happy minute together. Sometimes, we are like enemies. When we just vowed to die of old age, time quietly stole our hatred and anger …
We grew up together and watched the familiar faces around us fade away from childishness and gradually mature; The curiosity and excitement when I first entered high school gradually turned into friendship and sadness with the passage of time. In the past three years, we have been studying and chatting under the same roof and by the same window, celebrating every success we have achieved and undertaking every failure we have encountered. ...
Now, we have to leave the former campus, the former classroom, the former teacher, the former friend, the former confidant, the former laughter and tears.
Graduation photo, classmates, they are coming to us, because we are about to part. Everything will end ... time flies, watering our youth and dreams, nurturing our friendship and hearts. May today be eternal and our future. We will take this yearning and move forward towards the ideal. This memory will not change with the passage of time.
Let's not cry, even if we are about to part. Don't wash away our sadness with tears, let us smile with excited tears in the future, the day we meet again. composition
Chapter 7: Facing Parting
Outside the window, the sun bathes everything, and the willow branches that have just put on new clothes dance gracefully in the breeze. At this moment, my thoughts dance with the willow branches.
I came here with curiosity and longing. I met my teacher here, and I also met many classmates and friends. Six years later, everything here is so familiar. Classroom, playground, trees, flowers, and even every face reveals a warm breath.
Looking into the distance, I can't help but see a picture in my mind: the classroom is crowded with people, teachers, classmates and me, and four big letters "graduation ceremony" on the blackboard are staring at us alone. I really don't know what kind of scene it should be, let alone how to face the parting scene, whether to burst into tears or laugh happily, and then wave a hand gently and say "goodbye" smartly.
Another gust of wind blew, and the willow branches ran wildly in the wind, which seemed a little lost and at a loss! The sun is hiding. Are you sorry for me? Inadvertently, a few drops of glittering and translucent things slipped down my mouth, salty. I cried, I cried for the coming parting!
Yes, "everything will end", and parting will come eventually. Do I have to be immersed in sadness all the time? Do I only want to cherish when I lose everything?
No, I can’t .
When experiencing setbacks, we must learn to be strong, face everything bravely and not be knocked down by suffering.
I looked up, the wind subsided, the willow branches floated gently, and the sun showed its naughty smiling face, so brilliant. It's beautiful, it's really beautiful!
Chapter 8: Parting
The gray sky is lifeless, and there are faint lights in people's houses in the distance. School will start in a few days, and grandma is packing for us. My brother and I sat on the bench while the others waited quietly.
Grandma helped us pack our bags and didn't speak. She just sat down and looked at us and smiled with relief. The whole family seems to be enjoying this wonderful time. My tears rolled in my eyes and looked at my relatives greedily. Because I am about to leave my hometown. ...
Finally, my uncle broke the unforgettable silence: "It's time, let's go ..." Grandma stood up and said, "I'll see you off." Everyone is just fooling around.
When we came outside, night hung over our heads, and a few stars flashed from time to time. I finally burst into tears. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and grandma rushed over and took my hand to comfort me and said, "The child doesn't cry, and she can see grandma this New Year." I'm not happy, but my mood is heavier.
We still sat in the car, and I still sobbed softly. Grandma held my hand tightly and said to me, "grandson, study hard when you arrive, and remember to call grandma often." I nodded gently and managed to squeeze out a smile. Grandma smiled when she saw me.
All good things must come to an end, and the doors are closed. At that moment, how I wanted to let time stay at the moment when everyone got together; How I want to spend more time with my grandma; Look at this place where I was born and raised. The car started, leaving a smoke trail in the air. My face pressed against the cold window, watching the man wave to me until he disappeared. ...
I sat quietly in the car and stopped crying, but I shed tears of parting when I thought that my grandmother could only stay there, guarding the old house alone and waiting for the next reunion.