The beginning of a reminiscence essay, a good beginning and end of a memorabic narrative

In my childhood schoolbag, there is an emotion that grows, which is my concern for and attachment to language. For more than a decade, it has stood the test of time, and moreover, it is destined to go forever as my companion. Looking back at every detail in the footprints behind him, he is full of ripples of the beauty of life, rippling with the charming ripples of life.

Beginning: The stars outside are still twinkling, ** jumping with the dance of the people, my thoughts fly across this strange ocean, slowly flying towards the depths of memory.

Beginning: Open the slightly yellowed diary, see your name, and your brass bell-like laughter rings in my ears again, remembering that year.

Beginning: Looking back on the past, a blank space in memory disturbs the fragments of the past like a song, and the sorrow that lingers in reality flows out a large area of ignorant naivety.

Beginning: Modern friendships are strong and fragile. It is a treasure on earth that we need to cherish.

The incommunicability of friendship determines that it is a one-of-a-kind book. We can have different friendships with different people, but we won't have different friendships with the same people. Friendship is a roadway that digs deeper and deeper, there is no turning back, and unforgettable friendship is like hatred, toothless and unforgettable.

Ending: What will remain in the annals of history for a long time is not the interests of the baht, but the love of treating each other with all sincerity, and the frank interaction with friends will make us retain the sensitivity to the truth, will make our eyes erase the clouds, and reopen our mood.

Ending: **The sound gradually disappeared in this endless dark night, it turns out that all the good things always have a time to say "goodbye", and the memories are always so wonderful.

Ending: As the laughter faded away, I seemed to wake up from my dream and gently close the dusty memory.

Memories are like a deep well, and those trivial things of the past sink like fragments until they are forgotten. And those colorful petals floating on the surface of the water will always make us unforgettable and unforgettable ...... for a lifetime

Flipping through the slightly yellowed diary, seeing your name, your brass bell-like laughter is in my ears again, remembering that year... The laughter faded away, and I seemed to wake up from my dream again, and gently closed the dusty memory.

It begins with "I reminisce and think about the past..."The end is "Okay, reminiscences".

One. The flowers have been thanked a few times, the grass has been green a few times, the rings are engraved with the mark of time, and the yellowed diary cannot erase that unforgettable time.

Two. The night faded the last of the sun, and as the night slowly fell, my mind couldn't help but pull back to that early morning a few years ago.

Three. The fence of memory can't close the stars, the rings of the years can't stop the hurried pace of time, time mottled memory, only that thing.