Who has written modern poems about classmates? Urgent!

Fortune Operator Life Feeling.

The years are the most ruthless, the dream of life is short, the light is gone, and the evening scene should be cherished. Fame and fortune are like smoke and clouds, sorrow and happiness are shared for life, and the bitterness is willing to sing all the way, singing "Ode to Dusk".

Qingping Le is happy.

Children and grandchildren are on their knees, and the flowers in the garden are smiling. The purple is fragrant and pretty, and the purple air shines from the east. Zhilan Yushu is delicate, and a round of bright moon hangs high. I am happy to see the brilliant rainbow, and I want to raise a glass to Chanjuan.

Zhaojun resents life.

Concerned about the strength of the country, willing to live together with the people. There is a sound of geese singing, which is not in vain. Laughing at the poetry and books, he is rich, and he has no regrets. Full of sunset red, endless fun.

2) After all the ups and downs of life, the sunset is like fire. Drink the sentence to win the marquis, and enjoy it. Wealth and glory are illusory, bitter and sweet forever. Contentment is also pleasant, make new strings.

Picking mulberries is a journey of life.

The journey of life is like sailing, with many winds and waves, and many reefs. Clutch joys and sorrows pass away. In ancient times, everything flowed in the east, and the years flew like a shuttle, so don't call it a waste. Cherish the glow of the sun.

The country sound is immortal! Is it not as good as the new clothes, and the people are not as chaotic as before?

We are desperately renewing, but trying our best to remember the old, and exchange for a different life in the reunion of memories!

It's a pity, it's all ...... to go there

Inscription. The old classmate's ** sounded.

Twenty years of mute repetition of new voices.

Familiar and vague impressions.

Approached the past of that era.

That's who's who's who.

Remember? Each concrete becomes abstract.

Old schoolmates. Are you all right?

I pretended not to be alarmed.

But he tried his best to overcome his restlessness.

That's who's who's who.

Remember? There's always someone who lets you.

Sighing. There's always something for you.

Avoid it. What is remembered will always be remembered.

I can't put it down when I mention it.

What has been forgotten has long been forgotten.

We know it.

From Little A to Old A

But it's still the same in his bones.

You remember the half cake I left for you.

I still remember the potato chips you fried for me.

popular postcards.

With a "Hero brand" fountain pen.

It reads, "May our friendship everlast!" ”

Deep memory. As soon as it is revealed.

It's all bright and transparent!

You said you would go home every year to visit the grave of the old man.

I said I wouldn't leave when I came back.

Wait for that concern.

You said you would have a good time when you came back again.

I "hmm".

Tears have burned in my heart, accompanied by flowers ......

We sent away the gray hairs one after another.

We're getting into the twilight again.

Old classmates. Old schoolmates.

A fading past.

It can precipitate a little pure.

Twenty years of no news.

Can it be reversed to what you used to be?

It doesn't matter who is whoever.

Fight again sweetly.

As soon as it is mentioned. Old classmates.

can't hide the ageless country voice behind it!

Like silver moonlight, like a jade pot of ice heart.

The farewell of graduation purified the true feelings of classmates.

Let's see.

It is so pure and true.

Classmates. Like a kite dancing in the sky, like a broken thread, the difference between graduation has confused the deep affection of classmates.

Let's see.

It's so inseparable.

Classmates. Concerned about our true feelings.

Let the seeds of parting sprout and grow in the years of our lives.

Let the heartache of longing take root.

As the years passed, the closer and closer ...... were attached

Concern, the straight silk thread, tied the hearts of the whole class, engraved on the vicissitudes of life.

can't stop the smile of reunion after a long absence.

I can't see the size of the official position, and I can't distinguish between the elder and the young.

It's still the stubborn temper of that time.

No matter whether the world is warm or cold, no matter how hot or cold the world is, no matter what the officialdom is, no matter the ups and downs of the business sea, no matter the ups and downs, no matter the joys and sorrows.

Just call them by their first names.

Strong classmate feeling.

It feels so grounded.

Pure classmateism.

The bridge leak judgment makes people feel so fresh.

The classmates are inspiring.

Like mountains and flowing water, let bosom friends have no regrets, like an eagle hitting the sky, let Top Gun soar above the clouds.

A lifetime of classmates, three sisters.

In the face of adversity, we sing "where there is a will, there is a way".

Never give up; In good times, we whispered "Sorrow is used to rejuvenate the country, and leisure is to die".

Pampered and not surprised. Friendship is the wealth of life.

Classmates are the most precious feelings in life.

** will fade, letters will be yellowed, only classmates are like fine wine, the longer the fragrance, the longer the mellow.

The mood is like a wisp. Many feelings choked in the throat.

Typing hands. Trembling slightly.

In early spring, the climate fluctuates from cold to hot.

Cold keyboard.

But there is a warm current.

The yellowed one'**Above.

A name that was once familiar and unfamiliar.

Begin to come alive gradually.

The memory of growing taller flooded my mind.

In a low school building.

The teachings of the teachers still seem to reverberate in the classroom.

Under the tall plane trees.

The figures of the alumni are still flashing in the sparkling light.

We in high school.

Bloom of youth. Too many ideals and aspirations.

Let us be young.

Bookish atmosphere. Dancing and flying.

It's been a long three years.

A short three years.

It becomes a contradiction in this moment.

Look up at the sky. Only then did I understand that the white horse passed through the gap.

It is youth that is gone.

What is left is regret.

The moonlight is shining outside the window.

In an instant. The classmates have been separated for more than 20 years.

Drops of text are sprinkled.

But I'm not here to show off my writing.

There are a few memories in this text.

It's a little sad.

There is also a little nostalgia.

The Buddha said. Five hundred times of looking back at the previous life.

in exchange for a passing in this life.

Grow tall for three years. It was a thousand beggings in previous lives.

It is a fate to cherish in this life.

Groaning softly. Smile for a winter.

Don't be sad to search for oranges.

Spring goes and spring returns.

Thankfully, it's on the Internet.

We renewed our friendship.

Spend the rest of your life together. He should smile when they meet every day.

If you are well. I'm safe, too.

Editor's note: In our study career, classmates are our important partners, and the friendship between classmates is beautiful.

Spring and autumn have passed, and the present is thought of in the past.

Qi Zi In the spring and autumn of forty years, the former table companions have worried about you and me.

Flowing eastward, a leaf knows autumn, there is nothing right or wrong.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the dragon and phoenix dance the air kite to leave the line and shake in the wind.

The sunset is just right, and the colors will not jump around.

The glory of the year, the beauty of the past.

Yesterday's harvest, today's pride.

There is wind and rain, there is bitterness and joy.

There are many red plums and grasses, and the wind, frost, snow and rain are all songs.

The Oriental Pearl shines again, and the wonderful pen shines brightly and paints the lotus.

Don't worry about the core of filial piety, classmates are like a river.

The waves are not alarmed, as long as there is a wave, it is you, that is my ......20180117 original (20180118 revised)."Seven Uniques of the Song Style - Laba Love".The plum blossom happens to be snowflake, and there are many spiced porridges.

There is wine and harmony, and there are friends and friends, and they sing songs together.