Someone said, "Class reunions are the trashiest of all gatherings." Do you agree with this statement? Why?

Look where the root is?

First: Originally, the relationship between classmates was very innocent and unforgettable, and it was also a lifetime of beautiful memories. We wanted to attend the class reunion with great expectations, but found that the actual situation was that everyone was comparing their so-called grades. , status, and material conditions have become a regular comparison party, which is very annoying.

Second: We have all made the mistake of trying to find a way out of the boat. People will change. As everyone enters society, society is a big dye vat, and the temperament that should be acquired will be contaminated, and the communication methods of people in society will be contaminated. I originally thought that the relationship between classmates would still be like that of ten or even twenty years ago, but once everyone got together and made contact, they found that it was no different from the occasions where they usually socialize, and some people even disliked it.

Third: Relationships need to be maintained, managed, and matched. Otherwise, no matter what the previous relationship was, it will only end in failure.

Objectively speaking, class reunions are, if not the trashiest of all parties, at least one of the trashiest.

To be honest, I have never liked attending class reunions, whether they are from college or high school. However, there are many helplessness in life, and many times it is not something you can solve just because you don’t like it. Sometimes, you know it’s a crappy party, but you still have to go.

Early in the morning last Saturday, as I was about to go out after breakfast, my phone suddenly rang. At first glance, I saw that it was a call from a high school classmate who worked in D City.

Old classmate, several classmates from City F came over in the afternoon and asked you to take time to come and get together.

Before I could say anything, my classmates from D City gave instructions without explanation, and they even named me! The face is big enough.

After lunch, I had to drive from City S to City D. It usually only takes a few hours to travel, but because there are many cars on weekends and traffic jams everywhere, it took more than two or three hours.

When I went there, I saw people playing mahjong and people buying horses. There were only one or two who had nothing to do but were drinking tea by themselves.

I can play mahjong, but I don’t like gambling. One hundred, two hundred and a few horses, and those who win or lose five thousand or eight thousand in a minute are all classmates. It's not good to win, and it's even worse to lose.

At around 7 o'clock in the evening, more than a dozen students finally arrived, and the dinner officially began.

As a result, almost all the topics were focused on the school beauties of that year. Those who openly pursued, secretly loved, and watched from the sidelines were all involved. It seemed that all the male classmates admired the school beauties. who.

The school beauty looks like she is enjoying herself. In fact, the classmates all know that the life of the school belle has not been going well in the years after graduation, and everyone just tacitly agrees.

Just when the students were talking to each other in a lively manner. A classmate from D City suddenly said: So many of our classmates like a beautiful classmate, but why doesn’t anyone marry her?

One sentence is like a bomb, blowing up all the sounds in an instant. Everyone looked at each other a little bit, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, classmate D is alert and picks up the wine glass. Come on, come on, let’s go together, and *** wishes the beautiful classmate youth and beauty.

So, everyone picked up the wine, clinked glasses and toasted with the beautiful classmates, and the embarrassing situation was finally over.

Finally, after the dinner, those who are good at mahjong still play mahjong, those who buy horses continue to buy horses, those who drink tea still drink tea, and those who chat are still inseparable from the school beauty.

I stayed like this until about ten o'clock in the evening. I really didn't want to stay any longer, so I got up to say goodbye and drove home.

This is a recent class reunion. In fact, every previous gathering was similar. There was almost no substance, no level of self-cultivation, and no spiritual nourishment. It was considered good if there was no competition or showing off. Well, it really doesn't make much sense.

The most beautiful girl in my class organized a party to count the number of people in the group. I didn’t want to go, but several other classmates saw that I didn’t sign up and started making fun of me in the group. I have a crush on Zhang Miao. Why don't you come to her party?

The phone rang, and it was an unknown number. I picked up the phone, and a woman on the other end of the phone said, "Liu Chang, this is Zhang Miao, are you coming to our class party?" I said, "Go. , why don’t you go?” She said, “Okay, then I’ll count you in.” After hanging up the phone, I thought to myself, Zhang Miao's voice is still so nice, gentle and sweet. It is said that at class reunions, male and female classmates will relive the "emotions" they had in school. I wonder if something will happen to Zhang Miao and me at this gathering.

In a blink of an eye, the day of the party came, and sure enough, when the classmates met, they only drank and talked about gossips from school. The affair between Zhang Miao and I was dug out again. My classmates knew that I had a crush on Zhang Miao. Even the things I wrote back then Some people still remember the content of the love letter. I was a little embarrassed. Zhang Miao looked at me from time to time, feeling embarrassed. Later, I drank a little too much and sat next to Zhang Miao. She said, "Is that love letter really written by you?", and I said, "Yes." Ah, that would be too childish." She said, "Then why didn't you give it to me? In fact, I also liked you at that time." I said, "It's all over, let's not mention it anymore." She said, "Do you know there is a saying? As the saying goes, when comrades meet comrades, they have to drink a lot. What’s the next sentence?” After saying this, she looked at me silently, and I said, “Are you sure?” She nodded slightly, then stood up and shouted. He shouted, "Classmates, please be quiet. I have something to announce. My son's entrance banquet will be held next Sunday. Everyone must come to support me."

I felt so embarrassed that I gave her a hundred yuan red envelope and left. As expected, class reunions are the trashiest of all gatherings.