Let's start with my good friend in junior high school. I remember when we were leaving, I asked many classmates for contact information, but she didn't have any contact information. She said that she didn't have a phone at home, let alone a mobile phone, so I gave up. Now, I regret it a little. Why didn't I ask her for her home address? At least I can find her now.
She is my friend who spent the longest time with me in junior high school. She is kind, but she is not liked by others. Few people will play with her except me. So it can be said that she will be completely mine. I cherish this friend very much and may have some sympathy at the same time. Her grades are not good. I remember once we walked into the classroom door together, and she was beaten by the teacher. Because everyone was here, we were a little late. I don't remember whether I was late or not. I remember that we arrived together, but I stepped into the classroom door first. In this way, I survived, and she was beaten to stand at the door of the classroom.
Maybe the teacher loves me, but for me, I am still angry because the teacher hit my friend. I think, because of this, I feel guilty for her, so I have been concerned about this matter until now.
Therefore, I feel that apart from my good friends and a little sympathy in junior high school, the most important thing is my guilt for her, which makes me miss her all the time, want to find her and give her warmth from me.
Tell me about that good friend from high school. That girl was also my inseparable friend in high school. Similarly, she didn't give me contact information, and I don't know where her address is.
As for her, she had a very good relationship with me in the first year of high school, so that in the second year of high school, she was assigned to the liberal arts class, while I stayed in the science class, and we often played together.
The biggest thing that happened between us was a quarrel.
I can't remember the specific things clearly. All I remember is that we stood in line for dinner together, and she kept talking over there. I listened and suddenly got angry and shouted back. Then, we were both silent and began to be angry with each other. After that, we stopped eating and walking and went back to the dormitory. I began to make friends with other friends, and she was always silent.
Because of the problems between us, the atmosphere in our whole dormitory is a bit subtle. In everyone's eyes, she seems to be annoying, so everyone came to persuade me to take the initiative to make up with her.
Being persuaded by them, I was angry. I don't think it's my fault at all Why should I make up? In this way, the stalemate for a long time. Later, I felt that she was always so lonely, which was a little regrettable. Second, I don't want to stand with her.
So, I found a suitable opportunity to be nice to her. It was noon, just after class. When I came out from the back door, I just saw her coming out from the front door. Then I ran to her and said, let's make up. Then she smiled happily and we went to dinner arm in arm. I can't forget her smile at that time.
Because of that time, our quarrel, I feel that our feelings are better. Because of this, I will always think of her and think of our memories.