Everyone's student days have at least one confidant who talks about everything.
At that time, we read together, ate together, went shopping together, quarreled together, talked and laughed, and talked about a teacher and classmate together.
The sky of youth is always blue, the sun is bright and somewhat dazzling, and the magnolias on the side of the road have blossomed into a tree.
We sat in the bright moonlight, pouring out each other's thoughts, the dreams and confusion of those young and crazy.
The refreshing evening breeze gently blows our long hair and sends a wisp of floral fragrance if there is none.
When you graduate, you cry and say, "I can only accompany you here, goodbye." ”
I gave you a thick notebook, wiped my tears and said, "Before, what you could say and what you couldn't say, you threw up at me. Later, I am not around, put your mind on your mind, say and listen to it. ”
We cried silently, hugged tightly, and vowed never to forget for the rest of our lives, and to be good for the rest of our lives.
"In the first week after separation, we may still squeeze out time to meet, and after a few weeks, we may be in the same group, and in a few weeks, we will only be left to like each other." Later, we didn't even bother to give each other a thumbs up. ”
In just a few years, when we met in Shanghai, we felt that there was nothing to talk about. There are thousands of hearts in your heart, but you are no longer the person I want to talk about. So, what about the good "rich and noble, don't forget"?
The distance of time, space, and distance will eventually weaken the friendship of many people. Each other's circle of life is no longer intertwined, and we have slowly faded out of each other's sight.
Time has passed, and it turns out that some friendships can only be used for nostalgia.
But I will always remember your kindness to me, and I will remember your wild and innocent smile when the wind rises.