Handwriting
I was very involved in writing and recited it many times. There are also some emotions. Life is like a floating life, and this person is like a husband!
Nostalgia
That year and month
That day
Our humility
was liberated
p>
No longer trying to suppress my own emotions
In that special
but very ordinary day
Our blood was boiling
We roared
It seemed that all the strength in our body was about to explode
I never thought
how I was losing weight
p>
We tremble
As if the voice on the other end of the microphone
is a scene in a dream
that has appeared countless times
Time You brought me here
You also brought my longing
You said
It’s so far
Why do you have to come here
p>
Is it fate?
No!
Because
Our honor
connects us
We quarreled
Hey~ Brother
Don’t tell me that your computer is level 6
I See you
You might as well play games as I do
We are sitting Let’s watch the public TV together
You said you should go to Beijing
But you don’t know
I miss us so much
We can stand each other through thick and thin
We were in love
Hey~ pretty girl
Don’t say you have a CET-4 English level
I just said Ich Liebe Dich [transliteration is vague (i has a clear sound of xi) Liebe (li has a clear sound of bo) (di has a clear sound of xi)
Can make you confused
We stand together
Guarding the circulating buses
You said you were glad that we met
But you can’t remember
There is There is a phrase called THE ONLY
There is no more excitement when you first arrive at college
You find that you have spent a lot of your parents’ money
I also feel a little guilty
p>
We have no excuse
We can only look forward to changes in the future
So
we are destined to drift apart
slowly< /p>
They are worlds apart
Why bother going their separate ways
You should remember
Remember
You should forget< /p>
Forget
The result of decline
is not our only one
I know
We will be sad Sometimes
You will also have boring times
He will be very lonely
I am also very sad
So many people
So many things
So many days
So much craziness
Close your eyes
Open your heart
You will understand me
I will understand you
The road is destined to be uneven
We are destined to be uneven
Don’t give up
Many years later
We will slowly miss you
Give it to you, I did not go to college. This is the regret in my heart, a white poem. , count it as a little bit of bitterness for yourself.