Who is the friend deleted from your memory

One day, I suddenly picked up my mobile phone and opened the phone book. There were hundreds of people in it. I counted them carefully. There were only a dozen people I often contacted, who is the friend deleted from your memory. Our time is full of classes and extracurricular activities, and sometimes we even have to take the time to have meals to have meetings to do other things. One day was tossed to death, how could there be time to take care of those friends in the phone, when lying on that warm bed, just thinking about how to go to sleep quickly, wrap up a lonely heart and try to keep her warm. There was no purpose, no direction, and even thought it was torture. I had to admit that I was disturbed. When I suddenly remembered to talk with someone, I had not contacted for so many years. Was it appropriate? He is a friend deleted from my memory. Once upon a time, we sat in the same classroom, and you were my deskmate. Whenever I sang, the one who often made trouble with a pen as a microphone chased a girl together and ate a bowl of rice, the one who slept in one bed. I once thought about these, so close, but so far. I have to admit that when facing these, I lost a lot, always busy, forgot to take care of the people around me, and forgot to call my parents every week, I even forgot to take good care of my body. I often catch a cold, but I always don’t know. Looking back, I always ask myself: are you worth it! We were too young. Inadvertently, we spent twenty times back and forth. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, autumn and winter, spring and summer, we grew up slowly and got angry gradually. No longer so obedient, no longer so docile, no longer so cute, our life is full of too many bumps, ups and downs sometimes are nothing, but when falling down, we have to admit that this heart is really too small to bear so many blows. It is growth or something. We always forget the smiling faces around us, those who often smile at us, those who stand out first when you have difficulties, and those who stretch out their hands, we gradually learn indifference and forget. We can’t know how good the rainbow is after the wind and rain, because it fell in a hurry, but occasionally I will consider whether there is more speed under my feet, and gradually I learn to forget it, don’t take the indifference around you into consideration. Whether it is society or ourselves, we forget too much! Who would call me comfortably in my spare time, even if it was just a gentle greeting, I wouldn’t expect anything, because I have forgotten it for so long, and the time is too long, we grow up? Sometimes, I miss my friend very much, and then casually dial that number. When a sudden call, he would be surprised, inexplicably speechless and incoherent. Are we really apart for too long? Haven’t you contacted me for a long time? Sometimes I have to think about life like this. When I hear the special happy look at the other end of the microphone, I am happy and helpless. Who is the friend who has been deleted from our memory? How much has We Passed? The road is still too long. Sometimes I really think of a lot. Whether the full ones have learned to forget or not, and I don’t think of so much any more, be a simple ordinary person. Maybe, life can also be helpless.

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