Visit an old classmate

Old classmates should really be "old" because it has been thirty years since we first met.

A person's life is 30 years, and everyone must know the concept of time, let alone youth.

Hiroko and I were classmates of Grain School and lived in the same dormitory for four years. He Qimen and Anqing are both southerners, so they have similar habits and similar interests: they both like sports, photography and shopping; Besides, everyone likes to see beautiful women. For four years, we were together without a tear, only the disappointment of waving goodbye. All the memories about him in the future are happy, and it has always touched me to walk through these ordinary and ordinary days with me.

It's a pity that we have been on our side since graduation. Although the journey is not too far, in reality, due to the fetters of life, we often miss the opportunity to meet each other. There were two parties in our class, but he was busy at that time and lacked the ability to get busy at once. Later, I went to Tunxi Zaogao on business, and he also bought whole peppers in the afternoon, which was far from home and could not get together.

To tell the truth, I haven't seen him for years, and I have some complaints about him. This guy, so boring, playing missing ... at least we will eat and live together for four years. But considering his character, it shouldn't be like this. After every complaint, I chose to forgive him. Because he is happy, naughty and simple in my impression, it is impossible to change his true colors easily because of the secular, which I am convinced.

Although we haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, the convenience of the Internet era makes us no stranger to time. Wechat and QQ always make us pay attention to each other. We are all the kind of people who like to put ourselves in public. For example, photos and spaces are constantly updated. Not long ago, Hiroko said that she would come to Anqing for a business trip and wanted to see me. I imagined him now, with unspeakable joy, and finally met him after many years.

He came to Anqing and didn't contact me in any way, which made me wonder. One day in his QQ space, I saw his photo in Anqing Zhenfeng Tower, and I knew he was coming. ), I will leave a message for him quickly. He replied that he was busy and might not be able to catch up, which made me wonder again. It's close at hand, so busy?

It must be rude of me not to meet so close. After all, this is my hometown, and I want to be the host. He didn't come for his own reasons. I decided to meet him in Anqing.

Take the bus from Anqing to Heishiling first, and then take the 1 bus to the old bus station-this is the most economical mode for me to go to Anqing every time. At the old bus station, the voice call to him was blocked; Leave a message on wechat, and don't return it. I'm beginning to doubt again.

There is no telephone number for him. Later, I thought about it. I found his wife in my classmate Ma Tuan's club and got his number. I tried to dial. The first time you dial 139 ext. 138. The beautiful voice scared me. Dial again, the middle-aged bass came from the other end of the phone, and his voice was a little more vicissitudes and mature than that of a student, but I still recognized him as Hiroko from the softness at the end of the south, and naturally the image of him smiling at that time came to my mind.

I asked him to send the position. There are many taxis in Anqing, so don't look for him. He will see you waiting for the bus and drive to your side at once. I gave my seat to the driver. The driver asked me to navigate. In fact, the place where Hiroko is on a business trip now is near where I am waiting. Since the driver is so enthusiastic, let's sit down, so as to hurry up, because it's already eleven o'clock.

The municipal grain and oil quality monitoring station is in the alley of the main road, but I didn't see it. I called Haozi again at the edge of Marriott Yijing Small High-rise. He told me to wait at the scene and said I would come down.

I looked around while waiting, in order to find that beautiful and unique figure in the shortest time in the rush of people. I soon saw him holding his cell phone to his ear, shouting and waving.

After 25 years, Hiroko and I finally met in my hometown-Yicheng. Spring brings us beautiful weather. The weather is sunny and vibrant green. Although we have all realized the changes in each other's faces over the years, it was only a short moment. We all feel that we are far away from the vicissitudes of life and secularity, and our youth is still brilliant.

He stopped at Anqing Grain and Oil Quality Inspection Station, where he is now on business. Director Yao of the inspection station warmly invited me to have a working meal with them. Director Yao is also our alumnus, the 88th master elder brother. It's just that I haven't met Hiroko for many years, so I chose a snack called Ye Mei Hotpot nearby. We talked endlessly while eating hot pot comfortably, and ate a meal for nearly two hours.

Really, we want to talk too much, past, present and future; Life, family, hobbies. How much we want to show each other the difference of these 25 years! But time doesn't allow, nearly two o'clock, Hiroko is going to do the assigned task. I told him to go back and have a rest, but he wouldn't say anything. He accompanied me all the way to Jiang Yan Road-that's where I waited for the bus to go home.

I watched his back disappear into the crowd. Still so familiar. When and where shall we meet next time? I didn't stop a taxi immediately, so I strolled along the river to the dam, where the dam was green. In an instant, the endless river came into my eyes. This river is very noisy. This river is very big. Inland river vessel communication. Jiang Niao is growling. A river of spring water is rolling eastward. In the river, you have scoured out all the romantic figures of the ages, and also scoured out all the romantic figures of the ages; Just the river. Did you ever know that you can get rid of the years, but you can't get rid of the true feelings of the world?