I want to write 808 words in 20 years.

In front of the mirror, I look cute in a gorgeous evening dress. After wearing light makeup, my face is red, and my inner excitement can be imagined. I'm going to a special party tonight-to celebrate Mr. Yao's 50th birthday. Oh, Mr Yao, my head teacher twenty years ago. How excited I am to think that I will meet so many classmates!

Driving a BMW, flying all the way to the "Siyao" hotel. The hotel is very lively, with people coming and going and lights flashing. Where are the old classmates? Where's Teacher Yao? I looked for the teacher everywhere, but I couldn't find it. I hurried to the multi-function hall of the hotel. Tonight, we will hold a special birthday party here and give the most beautiful gift to Mr Yao. A lady with glasses came over: "Jiang Yaqing, you are here." "Is it ...? ""Yang Ruohan, why don't you know him? " "I don't recognize it. It's so beautiful." "Old Jiang ..." Then I heard a voice of deja vu. Yes, it is my deskmate Hu. I hurried to meet her. She was still so thin, with a bright smile on her face. The performance is about to start, and we wait quietly. "Let's ask the student representatives to drink to everyone and the teacher." Fang Xiaoman, the host in a long white dress, is really getting more and more beautiful. Yang Shiqi, is it really her? I saw her say lightly on the stage, "Who in the world doesn't have family-like love and who hasn't listened to the teacher's teachings ..." The sweet voice echoed in her ears and the audience applauded. In an instant, everyone seemed to have returned to the previous Class 5 (1), and the lovely faces of my classmates appeared in front of me. Next, Zhang Hezhen performed the ballet Swan Lake. As light as a swallow, she deserves to be an excellent dancer. "How beautiful!" The students talked and admired, with endless self-confidence and endless elegance. After such a long party, why haven't you seen the protagonist, Mr. Yao? At this time, Gu Shuang, a former classmate friend, came to the stage and took the microphone: "Listen, everyone, time is coming, dear teacher Yao is coming. Let's invite the famous piano player Zheng to play "Autumn Whispers" for everyone, and Cheng Shiyang will recite a poem for everyone. " Accompanied by beautiful music, Cheng Shiyang's passion is generated: "Although the gathering is short, the teacher's kindness will last forever. No matter where we are, we will always remember you-Xiaojun teacher! We sincerely wish you health and longevity, longevity and health! " "Teacher Yao is here!" I don't know who shouted that the whole room was boiling. Mr. Yao came into our room with tears in his eyes: "Come on! Kids. Singing and dancing! The music started and everyone was immersed in laughter.

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With tears in my eyes, I smiled and picked up the receiver affectionately: "We will meet again in twenty years. At that time, mountains and water will be more beautiful! I hope that at that time, we will meet again, then me, then you, and then we will meet again!