Write a composition with memories about friendship and helping my friends together.

I walked away gently, out of the classroom that was full of joy, sadness, competition and encouragement. Out of the six or three classes full of ups and downs. Everyone has left, pretending to be full of memories like me … If you ask me, will we meet again and come back again? I will be happy to tell you that I will! After this long and short six years, we have all grown up, although we are still children … There is another test before us-three years of junior high school will be one step closer to our life goals. At this moment, we will come back full of confidence and come back for reunion! All this is bound us together by fate. Six years ago, it was the beginning of our fate, and there will be an uninterrupted fate!

Maybe it's time. I miss these six years too much. I cried … I can't describe it as "sad" anymore. It's worry … it's feeling … it's silence …

It's really hard to remember our collective, our brothers and sisters forever. I'm searching for traces of our stars … I'll never forget my fat brother and fat sister: Guo Kailong and Ding Yuanyuan, and I won't lose two male competitors in my memory: my younger brother, Chuncheng Milk, and my older brother, Pangtouyu. There must be three beauties in our memories: Shu Ran, Chu Yan and Yu Shu. There will be eternal light spots in my mind-naughty Gu Yue Yangyang, Kou Jinwei who calls himself my brother, and Ji Jinyu, the penultimate deskmate who often hits me. Both boys and girls, you have come into my mind and brought me a lot, even if it is sad, I will always remember it!

I cried again, because the more I think about it, the sadder it gets. Thinking of the scene where Miss Gao hugged us and Miss Zhao wrote us a message … I was angry and resentful. Why, why did six years pass so quickly? Why … I smiled, after crying. Because I thought of all my classmates taking pictures of graduation photo in June 3rd, and everyone was smiling so brightly. After crying and laughing, I remembered a sentence that boys often said to me: I cried and laughed, and no one wanted me when I grew up. Whatever … nobody wants it, nobody wants it … I smiled again.

Parting is so painful. I remember the day before parting, many students cried, both boys and girls … The hug was so bitter. At the moment when I was held by Miss Gao, I believe everyone felt bitter and bitter … We got along so well. Miss Zhao was like our mother, laughing and talking with us every day.

I had a lot to say in my heart, but I can't write any more here. Tears are like broken beads. Please don't think I'm insincere. I really cried. But thinking about how blue and beautiful the sky will be for us in the future. I will say to all my classmates: Come on! Work hard!