I graduated from junior high school and wrote an essay for my friend 5

How can it be like this, even this has to find someone to write for you. If you really don't want to write, don't write, it's good if the feelings are true.

Since it's for a friend, it's better to write it yourself! To give a suggestion, you can consider writing in the form of a love letter with personality.

His own sincerity is better than any Fan Wen.

No matter how good Fan Wen is, it is someone else's, and the friendship between himself and his friends must be felt by himself.

That's it.

From now on, the heavens are separated.

Will it be missed. Even if it's getting late.

The phoenix blossoms. There will always be some nostalgia in my heart.

Away from the singing. In the dream, he still answered and sang softly.

It's time to say goodbye in tears on the platform.

Perhaps fate will turn this goodbye into never to see again.

Keep some memories in your mind.

Say something, in the bottom of your heart.

Sing an old song, in the air.

Write some words, in the years.

The farewell feast is over, and the song begins.

The broken bridge and the lonely mountain are now farewell.

Lao Yan got a new mud back, and asked when Yi would return with honor?

And the mountains are handsome, and the pond water is clear.

Four years of years often follow, do not forget the spring breeze and rain.

Graduated with the same people, different lives. After going their separate ways, they will eventually go on another journey, and I believe that at a certain moment of missing, we will still hear the many whispering voices at the time of parting In such an era, we will not be separated, but we can no longer grind our sideburns Innocence is like a noisy chickadee, which is always ringing. Those innocent years together, after turning away, can only be lonely with memory.

No one will always remember the pain of the past, because at the moment of a wave of the hand, all the pictures are frozen in the moment of happiness. Say goodbye, say cherish, no matter whose life is all the way. We have never wished each other so much for the good of each other as we did at the moment of separation.

With a wave of their hands, they went to the left, they went to the right, and only the people who stayed behind stood lonely in front of the bus, imagining their bright faces when they came. Who wants to see the divisions in their lives? We always expect to be so good that we never have the desire to rebel.

However, reality is like a fishing rod, we are like floats, in order to escape the fish to sink, but on the hook of reality, together with our fish, brought up to face the real sunshine The past is gradually drifting away, if you look back, you can always see our back at a certain moment. In this way, from walking like flying to dying old, in fact, every step is stepping on the harvest of precipitation. Ten years, twenty years, maybe one day we will no longer remember who cried or laughed in our lives, but we must know that there must have been some people who gave blessings when we parted, because we always blessed when we parted

Three years ago, no one knew anyone, three years later, everyone knew whom, three years, from strange to familiar, three years, everyone grew up here, everyone transformed here. For three years, I have tasted all the ups and downs, and experienced all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows. Three years, a seemingly long time, passed like this.

Three years later, when I occasionally think of the days of three years ago, I feel a little ridiculous, a little nostalgic, and a little warm. I haven't forgotten the bits and pieces of the past three years. I didn't think that three years had passed like this.

Time has dried the test papers full of handwriting, but not those simple memories.

I've always been accustomed to getting up in the twilight of the day, washing with loose sleepy eyes, lazily walking and cursing the abominable education system and counting the time until Sunday. When I walked to the classroom, I was supposed to read in the morning, but when the teacher didn't come, I secretly ate breakfast, and I would always poke my desk in the arm just to see how long it would be before class ended, even though it was actually just class. After class, go back to your classmates and talk about what to eat for dinner, or look at the class schedule

Chinese, Mathematics, English, Finished, Chemistry, Zhang Zhen, Politics, History, I just didn't see sports, and then I regretted taking turns to watch the meeting in the Chinese class**, planning to sleep in the English class... Of course, when doing these things that have nothing to do with learning, you have to always be vigilant about the figure of the head teacher who appears at the back door, if there are suspicious signs, everyone is almost reflexively proficient enough to push the **, mobile phone into the bottom of the table, sit straight, pretend to hold a pen without refill, look at the blackboard seriously, and think about whether the head teacher is gone? Until you hear the noise in the back row, the alarm is lifted...

is about to separate, and all the habits of Xi Bi quarrel have become unaccustomed. I just want to take another look at the blackboard full of homework in the classroom, look at the friends who have been together for three years, and look at the classmates who are still immersed in sleep. Recalling the bits and pieces of life in the beginning, there is always an urge to cry, not because of the bitterness of three years of life, but because of the reluctance to stop having that life.

Helping you for the first time can't help you for a lifetime, no one is born with everything, send you two words diligence.

1.No matter how far away the future is, there are you and me on the road to growth; No matter when we meet, we are friends forever.

2.No matter how long the future is, please cherish every moment together; No matter how many springs, summers, autumns and winters, we are friends forever.

3.Walking with you, recalling the common ideals we once had; Parting with you, looking forward to the revelry when we are reunited.

4.We are about to enter a new life, there is still a long road ahead, please ***** cherish the youth and friendship you have today, and water the buds of friendship with true feelings.

5.You and I have gone through all kinds of hardships for the sake of our ideals before we have walked towards the road to success. I hope you can still remember, always remember, that shining day full of struggle and passion.

6.I deeply understand how much time it took and how many difficulties you overcame to achieve what you are looking at. Please believe that in your pursuit, hard work and hard work, I will always stand by your side with a smile on my face.

To my girlfriends: There is no banquet in the world, even if we cherish each other, we have to experience separation. Will there be another one for me to laugh with you?

Will there be another one that I'll mess with you? Will there be another one that I will always be by your side? I don't think so, and I won't meet a second you.

Well, even if you're leaving, you'll have to be happy. I'm still someone you can talk to, I'm still someone you can frolick, I'm still someone you can call in at the first call. Girl, listen to me.

I'm not here in the future, you have to live well. I see you happy

True friendship is all in plain sight. If you write, it's good to write about your true feelings for them, and it's a good choice to take more group photos, especially with the person you like. Then everyone took a few group photos. It's a good commemorative.

The diary records the bits and pieces of me from birth to the present, my naughtiness and troubles, my joy and happiness. I am very grateful to my mother for recording my growth for me. I asked my mom:

I was so naughty when I was a child, so were you so naughty when you were a child? Do you also have so much joy and happiness? "Mom Qing with Mom said:

How can children not be naughty, we also have our own happiness and troubles. But now that life is so good, you should be happier and happier than us. ”

Listening to my mother's words, I feel even happier. I am determined to cherish happiness, and from now on I will study hard to build a beautiful homeland, and when I grow up, I will build a more beautiful, happy and happy motherland!

Our alma mater is our cradle, and the middle school is our school bag. How can we forget the friendship in middle school? How can we forget the friendship of our classmates?

The education of my teachers and the help of my classmates are something I can never forget. I will send this friendship to high school until the end of my life.