Have you forgotten me? Students? Who is the classmate you can t forget?

Forget, this word is too sad, not with your friends, you should have a very happy childhood and a very happy youth, not like now want to raise so sad, if you can't open, then I can only say to you: classmate, your life has just begun, don't be so sad, don't be so discouraged, remember that you still have a lot of friends, and a lover you love and love you!

If you can't do it, if you do it, you've never loved it, forget, a sad topic... Don't deliberately forget, the more you want to forget, the more you remember it! Why not turn the heartache of forgetting into motivation?

Don't run away, face it bravely! There are so many good things and beautiful people in the world. For the beauty that we don't have, we have been yearning for and pursuing.

In order to obtain, the real needs and thoughts are often understood only after going through a lot, and even the end of the whole life is not known! And for the beauty we already have, we have a sense of apprehension and worry because of the experience of often gaining and losing. The sigh of the sunset, the trouble of flowers blooming and falling, life is unhappy!

Because when we have, we may be losing, and when we give up, we may be regaining. In fact, we cannot be absolutely sure of everything. If you deliberately chase and have, it will be difficult to get out of external objects and then out of yourself, and the involuntary sadness and sadness of life will be even heavier!

Those who understand know how to give up, those who are true know how to sacrifice, and those who are happy know how to detach! We will be more content when we know that the people we love are still living well! "I didn't come to this world because of you, but I fell in love with this world because of you.

If I could be with you, I would be grateful to the world, and if I couldn't be with you, I would walk away silently, but still not lose my love and gratitude for the world?? Thank God for allowing me to meet you, to say goodbye to you, and to complete a poem that God has created! Don't push yourself, if you can't forget, just remember it gently!

When I was in high school, there was a chubby girl who had a very gentle personality that I liked very much. Before the college entrance examination that year, I suddenly lost all my revision materials. I was very annoyed in my heart. Suddenly she came and gave me a lot of photocopied materials.

At that time, copying was very expensive, I looked at the thick stack of materials, I was very shocked, I didn't know that she was the money from ** to help me copy.

After college, I lost contact because of the demolition here. One year I found their original address, but it was unrecognizable. For a while I actually forgot a word in her name. Killed me in pain.

It turned out okay. Suddenly, one day for a walk, her name popped into my mind. So I laughed happily. As long as there is a name, this person will definitely be found by me!

Believe me!

The classmates I still can't forget are my table mates and all the classmates. It has been 47 years since our high school classmates met on the campus of the county No. 3 Middle School, and in these long years, although there are only two years of cold windows, the students get along day and night, eat together, live together, study together, work together, and form a brotherly and sister-like friendship.

After careful preparation by the students, the first class reunion was finally realized in the golden autumn of October 2017 in Qingtankou, Laosan Middle School. The excitement of the students when they met was indescribable. Faced with familiar and unfamiliar faces, the students were full of emotion and excitement, recounting their friendship and remembering the past.

When I was in elementary school, there was a very sloppy boy in our class named Wang Qiang. His teachers didn't want to see him, his classmates didn't like him, and his parents didn't like him. Over time, in two or three years, a boy who was originally good became a rat poop in the class.

Once, when I was reading an extracurricular book, he threw my book at me, and I was so angry that I threw him to the ground and beat him, and then my dad was called to school by the teacher. My dad learned that Wang Qiang was doing well, and led me and Wang Qiang to KFC for a meal at noon, and he was very happy. My dad told me to help him a little bit more in the future.

My mom also asked me to take him to my house often for dinner and homework.

At that time, I was very naughty and loved to fight, and as soon as I fought with someone, Wang Qiang would rush up to help me as soon as he saw it. At that time I knew that he was not stupid, he was very smart, and he could solve some math problems with a few glances. Later, in the junior high school exam, I sat next to Wang Qiang, because I had a good academic performance, I finished writing the paper in half an hour, and the teacher saw that I was bored, so he said you wrote Wang Qiang's paper.

That English class doesn't matter. After all, no one can fall behind in the nine-year compulsory education.

Later, I wrote a memoir, and I was the only one in my class who asked Wang Qiang to write it. But unfortunately, I never saw him again, and later I heard about him, he went to a junior high school that was not very good, was bullied by the school bullies every day, and dropped out of school in the second year of junior high school, and now I don't know what he's doing. What I remember very well is that he wrote in my memoirs as "Take care, buddy".

When I was in elementary school. There was a little boy in our class in the first and second grades, and he seemed to feel like he was in tatters every day. I just felt sorry for him.

Special sympathy for him. Always thinking about how to make him feel the warmth of the world. And then.

My mom would bring me a box of seasonal fruits every day at noon.

I told my mom that I felt pitiful for him. My mom was very appreciative of me giving the fruit to the little boy. Then one day at noon.

I went and took the fruit, watched him eat it, and touched his head. I said that if you want to eat fruit in the future, you tell me that I will bring it to you. He looked at me and said nothing.

Arrived at class at noon. He raised his hand and told the teacher that I touched his head at noon and seemed to like him, but he didn't like me. Then the nest was stinky by the teacher.

The teacher asked me why I owed so much. yes, why do I owe you something to eat? Compassion is this thing.

I still don't want to. It's disgusting for this kind of person. I feel like I can remember him for the rest of my life.

The classmate I still can't forget is my high school tablemate and my first love.

The same table in the second year of high school, a person with a particularly poor academic performance, but a particularly good personality.

The class president of high school, I have liked him for five years.

My front table, the guy I used to like.

A female classmate in elementary school, who got along well with her, and her family also lived nearby, but then she lost contact for various reasons.

Former classmates, current friends, see each other a few times a year.

An elementary school classmate. More than ten years have passed, and I will think of him inadvertently.

My boyfriend in high school, he taught me a lot, the courage to love and tolerance.

Some sand sculpture friends from high school, it was fun and unforgettable to be with them.

It's the classmates who helped me when I was in trouble, and the classmates who treated others equally.