What is your most memorable parting? Write an unforgettable parting

Six years have disappeared in a flash, and everything can only be explained in tears.

The last exam ended in a long wait, and I can't tell if it was excitement or sadness. With heavy steps, I once again came to the unforgettable group of Class 6 (3). We waited silently, waited, waited for the teacher's arrival ......No one spoke while waiting, although there were a thousand words and ten thousand words in their minds.

A final exam was spent in the silence of the class. Today, we didn't immediately organize our schoolbags excitedly, but stood up slowly, bowing our heads, I know that everyone is holding back one thing, that is, tears. I hurriedly packed my school bag and rushed out of the classroom, because I couldn't help it, the tears that were rolling in my eyes finally flowed down and into everyone's hearts, and when our tears converged into the river, I would fold a small boat and write the words that I had been brewing for a long time, and let the river float with it to everyone.

It's over, six years are over, it's time to part, I know that there will be a meeting, there must be a parting, but I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, I was so caught off guard.

It has been said that; "Parting is also a new beginning. "Yes, when we leave elementary school, we will reach a new starting point, but I really can't do it.

Goodbye my friend, God let us know each other, but in fact, he has already arranged the ending of this game. Please don't forget me, friend, that I really, really love you, and I really, really don't want to be separated from you. Goodbye my friend, God let us part, but he will arrange for us to meet in the vast sea of people, shed tears, friend, let it tell us the reluctance in our hearts.

I took a deep look at the sign hanging high, and silently said in my heart: Goodbye, my heaven. Goodbye, my brothers and sisters. I will always remember you.

With the rapid passage of time, it seems that in the blink of an eye, I have just started elementary school, and now I have begun my junior high school career.

In elementary school, I had very good classmates and teachers who I loved very much, and I was really reluctant to leave when I graduated!

I remember that at the graduation ceremony of the primary school, the students performed on stage one by one, and thanked the teachers with the highest respect for the grace of education in the past six years, because the teachers made us understand unity and friendship; Because of the teacher, we learned to help others; We learned a lot because of the teachers. How can we forget this kindness? At the ceremony, the teachers also performed on stage one by one, and their performances made us laugh and make us remember them forever.

When the teachers came to the stage one by one to speak, they always told us to study hard. After that, many students gave gifts to the teachers, including flowers, snacks, fruits, and their office supplies, but they were all returned one by one, because the teachers never asked for anything in return for teaching us.

Goodbye, my beloved teacher! In the six years of primary school, I always remember what you taught me and how you criticized me. I will repay you with better grades in my junior high school career, thank you!

It's up to you to write it.

I just got on the train back to Chengdu, and I didn't dare to look back at my parents, for fear that I wouldn't be able to help it, and even more afraid that my mother would not be able to bear it. I haven't lived with my parents since I was a child, and I've always followed my grandfather, but unfortunately, my grandfather and aunt's family live together, so I understand that there is a word called "under the fence" since I was a child. And the family except for my grandparents and grandparents, there is nothing that will make me feel warm, I remember that my brother will ask me not to be at his house, I remember that other Lu people will say that my parents don't want me anymore, I remember that I have never had a birthday, I remember the feelings of sending people under the fence, I remember a lot.

I am a special family person, "love home" early skin scum is actually a family person, for me, only my grandfather is family, and just last year, as a doctor, he knew that his illness was a little serious, so he went to the hospital for examination, sure enough, lung cancer plus liver cancer, left me in less than a month, since then I don't love home, don't love to go home. It's because the parting took away the people in my family, and I feel like I don't have a home.

I can still hug you this minute, always reminding myself to cherish every minute I spend with you, but why does time always have to pass, I really have to say goodbye. I'm afraid of life without you, and every time I think about it, tears fall, but I love face and always wipe it away secretly. Do you know?

When you say that you can come to see me at night, you can make me feel good all day long, just one day without seeing me will miss you very much, and this three and a half months in front of me, I am really afraid, without your life, time becomes torture.

There is a kind of frankness that is an omen to call Xinqing's parting and before, such as graduation, so that everyone has fully expressed their emotions on the eve of parting, so even if they will not meet again in the future, they will not be particularly sad. The really sad parting is that when I met and parted for the last time, I still wanted to see you tomorrow, and there were some things that I didn't have time so I would talk about it tomorrow, so I said goodbye very calmly. And then suddenly there was no more to see you again.

I have a friend, Aries, who is a particularly strong girl, and I haven't seen her cry in four years of college. In June this year, we searched and graduated, and we ate many times at the lunch, and sent away one friend after another, I cried in the taxi, in the high-speed rail station, at the entrance of the railway station, at the airport and even at the door of the KTV box, and she never cried. Including the last time we went back to Beijing together, many people went to see us off, everyone hugged each other, and when they talked about the future that would not be realized, she didn't cry.

In Beijing, the two of us had our last meal, and Zheng Sun was leaving. I put her in the car, and when I turned around, I cried, and she still didn't cry. In the end, I was really reluctant, and after going around half a circle, I went back to the car where she was sitting and shouted to see her again, and found that she was sitting alone in the car, crying so sadly.

I didn't go to look for her, I stood there and watched her cry for a while, and then the car drove away. Since she didn't want me to see it, I'll pretend I didn't.

Sometimes you know that a train and a plane have separated you, and you don't get off the train and follow your parents to wave goodbye and then make an appointment to get together on a sunny day, but after this farewell, no one knows where you can meet again in the future, even if the world is a circle, but you are afraid of missing it like that. Together, there is also a carefree summer that has gone crazy together, the seaside that we have talked about all night, the grassland and the ocean that we have posed for photos, sunny and rainy days, sunsets and dawns.

I was the last to leave the dormitory when the college graduation bench was blocked. At night, when I was packing up in the dormitory, I found that the dormitory was empty, and I looked back at what my roommates didn't take away, and suddenly burst into tears. Because at that time, I would continue to study at Heng Su School, and I didn't have the feeling of leaving my alma mater, but sending my friends away one by one made me feel like I was abandoned by my friends, a feeling of being in the wilderness and isolated.

The next morning, she was still asleep when I got up to make coffee. I showered, shaved, and dressed up before she woke up. I had breakfast together, I called a taxi, and walked up the ** steps with her luggage.

We said goodbye. I watched the taxi disappear from view. I walked up the stairs and into the bedroom. I messed up the bed and laid it neatly with an imitation of eggplant. A pillow with a long strand of dark hair. I have a piece of lead in my heart.

The French have a saying that they can be honest with this feeling. Those bastards have a way to say everything, and they always say it so pertinently.

A relative in the family was seriously ill and hospitalized, and in the end, he returned to the hospital from home and said to his mother in a relaxed manner"Mom, I'm upside down! "Then I never came out of the hospital, and I couldn't listen anymore"I was upside down"This pretended to be a relaxed farewell.

Life can't stand a hurried goodbye.

The 84-year-old takeaway chain Mingpo sat in a wheelchair, watching me leave, and I walked for 5 minutes on the 10-meter-long road, and we both knew in our hearts: a turn, goodbye may be 30 years later, this may be the saddest parting in my life.

The song is called "Far Away".

How can dawn not understand grief, and the two become singles.

Who can forget that time, parting is easy and goodbye.

The wind can't blow Cangsang.

Rain, flick in the eye sockets.

Who else is warm in this world.

I am in the distance, looking forward to panic, the mountains and seas are vast, and the scenery is sad.

I am far away, and the lovesickness is shorter, and the tears wet the white clothes.

I am far away, the flowers fall and my heart is broken, life is happy, and death is not peaceful.

I was far away, leaning on the railing with sorrow, until the man broke his bowels.

You're far away. How can dawn not understand grief, and the two become singles.

Who can forget that time, parting is easy and goodbye.

The wind can't blow Cangsang.

Rain, flick in the eye sockets.

Who else is warm in this world.

I am in the distance, looking forward to panic, the mountains and seas are vast, and the scenery is sad.

I am far away, and the lovesickness is shorter, and the tears wet the white clothes.

I am far away, the flowers fall and my heart is broken, life is happy, and death is not peaceful.

I was far away, leaning on the railing with sorrow, until the man broke his bowels.

You're far away. I am far away, thinking of the past, my heart is thin and cold, and my eyes are teary.

I am far away, the most unforgettable, I can't help but feel melancholy.

I am in the distance, cherishing the king as usual, in heaven and on earth, butterflies dance in pairs.

I am far away, my soul and dreams are companions, and I will be late together for eternity.

You're far away.

Recently, I finished chasing "Brother Who Overcame Thorns", and I was deeply touched, I usually don't watch various variety shows, and the reason why I chase my brothers is because most of them are childhood memories that accompanied me when I grew up.

The middle-aged and elderly brothers are still working hard to prove themselves on stage, they are still them, they are just here to find another new self in the world. Although time is no more, they are still the memories of all my youth.

Many of my brothers' works and interactive scenes also brought tears to my eyes several times, and they gave their lifelong love to their careers and dedicated their youth to their careers.

The rush of youth and life turned into wrinkles crawling all over their cheeks, and their gray hair and beard were full of hardships and glory in their bygone years. This show allowed me to see more brothers from different angles and their blood boiling at this moment.

The most touching thing is what Huang Guanzhong once said to all his brothers at the end of the show: "The saddest thing is not parting, the saddest thing is that we all know that we will forget one day." I'm getting old, and soon when I'm older in the future, my memory isn't as good.

One day, maybe I told a young man about the ...... of the show I had filmed beforeWhat kind of brother is that......It's that ......What a brother ......The elder brother with a disheveled head.

Tears in my eyes. We will all grow old, and we will inevitably forget everything in the past. Parting is not terrible, because we will also recall those happy pasts.

But forgetting is painful because one day we will not remember the people with whom we once had good memories. We will forget a lot of the past events that make us happy and sweet.

No matter how sad the parting is, how frustrating it is to forget, but if you cherish every happy and short time in life, and occasionally think of a happy and happy moment, it is enough.

Happiness is short-lived, parting is sad, forgetting is painful, but memories are beautiful and sweet. Those unforgettable joys have been deeply imprinted in our hearts, and we often miss them, even if we will forget everything one day, but at least we have all experienced it.