Life is always like passing through the fine sand through your fingers and slipping away inadvertently. Those joys and sorrows of the past, washed away by the years, faded away with the waves, but the joy and smile left behind will always stay in my heart and become a beautiful scenery.
Life is like a song, and the melody of life will surely weave a sky of friendship. People or things that happened at that moment are as dazzling as bright stars in the night sky and cannot be forgotten. But in my long and short life journey, I met her.
That was when I was just in junior high school. Because of the gap between reality and dreams, I have become somewhat helpless and confused. I live in the past all day, with no goal and no hope. The front of life is gloomy, and the sky of life is gloomy. But fortunately, God arranged for us to meet.
Maybe it's because our hearts are all lonely, so when we first met, we were unconsciously attracted to each other. In this way, we integrated each other into our lives.
It was a rainy season, and we walked in the rain with umbrellas. That is, my left arm and right arm have long been wet, but I have never been interested. From time to time, he deliberately stepped on the puddle with his feet, splashed water on each other, and then covered his mouth with a smile. The sigh of passers-by came from the ear: "The two sisters are so affectionate. If only I could have such a pair of daughters. " At this moment, we looked at each other, but just laughed. Only silvery laughter echoed in the alley for a long time.
The summer wind gently brushed our faces, and we took an exaggerated deep breath and felt the breath of summer. Under the lush trees, we lie flat on the grass, telling each other's voices. Watching the leaves of the sun fall on the ground, the shadow of rustling is bright in my heart. The green grass color came into our eyes, and everything was silent. In this way, a fresh and fragrant summer passed.
Times have changed, and everything has changed. But the tree of friendship in our hearts is still growing wildly. I will never forget the fragrant rainy season, the beautiful grassland ... unconsciously, they have penetrated into my soul and become the most beautiful scenery in my heart.