Some beautiful paragraphs in the composition of Friendship Day

To those friends who accompany me, to you and to him who passed by in the torrent of time, we will grow. ...

A windy summer

Qingqing is a transfer student. She transferred from Yinzhou District to study in the city center. She is very kind to me. Naturally, we became best friends. We eat together, play together, and go to the toilet together ................................................................................................................................................................ We agreed to be friends for life, until we are old.

But the graduation exam is still coming, so we can't go and never say goodbye-she is going to school in Yinzhou. That summer vacation, she went to her house to play. I remember that day, when a cool breeze blew, we sat side by side and talked about interesting things in primary school, but it was inevitable that sadness floated up. At this time, Jie Jun's "Summer Blown by the Wind" was put in the MP3 earphone at the right time, and I handed it to Qingyi. The clean and clear voices of JJ Lin and Kym flowed out.

It is clear that we all know that even though we are far apart, we are still together, as we agreed, to be friends for life and grow old together. ...

Don't want to grow up

Gigi was my first and last pen pal. We have never met, but we met in the photo. Correspondence with Kiki is the most enjoyable. After receiving her letter, I always hope that she can write longer, so that I can't finish reading it in a few days. Later, I learned that no matter how long the letter is, it will be finished. My correspondence with Gigi was interrupted because of the graduation exam, and I still can't get in touch. Kiki seems to have a Lord by my side. In the letter, we talked about our favorite stars, our best friends, our grades, our teachers and grumbling with each other. We seem to have endless * * * in the same language. I remember that time, it was the last time she wanted to grow up. I told Gigi that I like Huan's lyrics best-"I don't want to, I"

Gigi, we may never meet. Maybe we didn't know each other and passed by. But I will always remember you and your words. Because I was with you one day, and I was really happy. ...

The next morning

PP is the first girl I have known since I entered junior high school. PP is beautiful and elegant, like a noble swan. However, I became good friends with her because I sat close and had the same hobbies. I'm used to hearing her pinch my face when I'm confused and say softly, "Ya, what's wrong with you?" We are used to relying on each other-I help her with food at noon, and when she can't carry it, she cries "PP for help"; When I am thirsty, I help her to pour water. When the water is full, shout "PP I'm so scared". When I was injured, the knife frowned and listened to my exaggerated narrative, saying with distress, "Ya, be careful"; When she was bored, I accompanied her with a knife, and she walked around talking and talking; When she had a fever, she cried and called me to ask for leave. The faint sobbing almost made me cry ... it is common to fight less, but it only takes five seconds to make up, but it is even better because of the quarrel.

I told PP that Claire Kuo had a song called "The Next Dawn" which I liked very much, but I only remembered one lyric. I took her hand and sang, "Wait for the next dawn and go to the place where I held hands to enjoy flowers last time, ok?" I also naughty to ask her: "ok?" PP didn't speak, just smiled and squeezed my hand.

My dear PP, on the road of growing up, because of you, there are beautiful spring scenery everywhere. Well, when we are all grown up, let's wait for the next dawn together, shall we?

End of movement

My dear friends, thank you for accompanying me through the years and the road we have traveled together. Those eternal pictures in memory belong to us, because you are growing up. I will still remember you, those beautiful and sad days, and those friends with bright eyes and white teeth. ...

Since I left primary school at the same time that day,

We are destined to go our separate ways.

Parting at that time has become a memory,

But we still remember it clearly.

Open that beautiful memoir,

But it records the ups and downs of the past.

Looking back on old friends,

As if recalling a deep friendship.

Staring at the yellow photo album,

There is a faint smile in it.

Looking back on old friends,

It's like thinking deeply about an implicit friendship.

Send a letter of friendship,

Chen Lao's friendship will not disappear.

Extend the life of friendship,

It brings eternal friendship.

Friendship, eternity,

Forever, friendship.

Always be the messenger of friendship,

It will bring you eternal friendship!