Looking through the past emails, are there a lot of funny and funny stories?

Shortly after he left, I emailed him and never got back. I wondered. One day I received a **, the number was very strange, and I didn't dare to answer it first.

Also hit, picked up, it's him. Brother, I'm not free! It's hard to rest, come out to find an Internet café, there is no Chinese input method, I won't pretend ah, I can't return to you, what's the whole?

After studying for a long time, I finally made a major decision: Brother, I played Hanyu Pinyin, do you remember? In the future, it will be like this, I sent the Chinese characters over, and he sent them in pinyin.

You come and go, and I am very happy! The first mailbox, the first mail, the first international mail, and the first international Chinese pinyin mail have been retained. However, fifteen years have passed.

When I was in junior high school, I liked a girl and would send her QQ messages every day. Then her mom came to the school and said I was harassing the girl. Then I changed my position and started emailing her every day, one a day, for 3 years.

Until the end of the college entrance examination, the mailbox replied to me with the first email, saying that it was asking me to come out for dinner, and the mood at this time omitted 10,000 words. I dressed up and went to see that it was another girl, but I sent the wrong person when I sent the email, and I clicked on another girl in my number.

There are a bunch of unread emails in Gmail, so you have to open a box to remove the unread mark. It doesn't matter if you don't read it, I'm scared when I read it, history, my history, the feeling of re-reading history, both scared and emotional. I don't dare to look at it word by word, but even if I glance at it, those old people and past events will clearly pop out of the pile of old papers, which scares me.

Discuss my graduation with Mr. Jia, discuss my manuscript with Mr. Wu, recommend teachers to Mr. Yi, complain to each other with donkeys and donkeys, care about each other with Guan Guan, discuss clubs with Sister Wang Han, talk with him in a chaotic manner, and have some news and car information.

It's a pity that I don't send emails very often, and almost no one sends me emails, so it's a really sad thing to do.

Now when I open my mailbox, I can see a full list of assignments sent to the teacher. This memory is also the best memory of my use of the mailbox, because each email carries the results of my cooperation with various team members, and it is also something that I can remember for a lifetime.

Since I didn't have my own computer at that time, I surfed the Internet in an Internet café, so I used the method of splitting and compressing these small ** collections into several volumes of the same size, and then sent them to my mailbox with email attachments for storage. At that time, it would take several minutes to paste an attachment, so I sent them to several mailboxes to save time.

After I returned home from graduating from a foreign university, I found that the school email had been automatically cancelled, and then I lost my first love in this way.

yes, I think I was quite naïve at the time, and now I still keep those emails, and I want to keep them forever, full of memories.

The first Internet account I registered was 163 mailbox, when I was just in junior high school, the only function of the mailbox was to send the teacher's courseware to myself after school, and then open the mailbox after I got home.