High school first report. As soon as I entered the door, I saw you sitting in the fifth column and the third one. I think you look cute , a little bit fat, and feel very kind. So I asked you, "Can I sit here?" You said, "Okay." Then I asked your name, and you wrote "Jiang Tianjiao" on my paper, and I wrote it on your notebook I wrote "Yu Zi".
After a while, the school's loudspeaker began to broadcast some messy things, and it was boring. You started to send a "paper note" to me with a big book, clearly remembering it was a green book with a clover. The book was passed back and forth between the two tables. One person wrote a "note" and the other stared at the teacher in front of the class. "What do you think of the head teacher?" "It looks very fierce." "I think so." ... Occasionally, we smile at each other in undisclosed ways, and I see your little tiger teeth, very cute.
We are together and inseparable. We all eat together, do homework, go to the toilet. Later, we turned into a back and forth table, which made it easier for us to communicate. There is more and more tacit understanding between us, and more and more like unscrupulous jokes. You said, we are not like friends, like sisters. Yeah. Later, we went to school together and thought, each time we had a good discussion and reported to the same class, so we met almost every day. The same goes for holidays.
In the first music class, the teacher called you "Jiang Dajiao" by mistake. Thinking while studying, the teacher Ren Xiao called you "Jiang Tianjiao". You have corrected it many times and he never changed it. Physics teacher Wu Haibo is even more out of the ordinary, calling you "Jiang Tianliu", I really don't know how he sees the list. So, I was joking with you and called you "Jiang Da Liu". You laugh, I laugh too. I am willing to call you "big pride" because it feels very kind. Everyone calls me grapefruit, but you haven't called it that way, you call me differently. You call me "Da You You", it sounds very cute, very chic and very kind.
Near the end of the freshman year, you and I decided to lose weight. An apple at noon, a cup of yogurt. We are happy together. One holiday, I lost more than 20 pounds. My classmates said that I was thin, so you did n’t feel it, I knew it was because we went to school together and thought that we would meet every day. You joked, "I haven't felt that you are fat, and you have raised it, so you feel good."
Time flies, once spring and autumn carry our beautiful memories into history. As a sophomore, we were not in the same class, and the separation across the wall made me feel lost. You comfort me: "It's okay, we are still together. Who is not with our original friends." Then, we eat together at noon every day, come to each other during classes, and report for the same electives. Someone said enviously: "You two have been together!"
We have been together, but now we are completely apart. You said, "I will come back to eat with you, and I will often send you harassing text messages." But ... there is no chance ... everything has been fixed in that distant past ... goodbye