Unforgettable high school prose memories

We want to take off, what a heroic statement, what a passionate five words. These five words were engraved on a black-and-white photo more than 20 years ago, and the smiles of ten young faces in the photo are still the same as before. Whenever I see this old photo, I can't help but recall the unforgettable high school days, the days when I struggled for my dreams, the innocent feelings between my classmates, and the time flies and the years pass. This profound friendship is still like an old wine, and the longer it is in Mika, the more mellow it becomes.

I still remember that it was the last day of May. It seems that there is only one month before the college entrance examination, and the school has not organized us to take the graduation photo exam. Perhaps with the feeling of parting, perhaps afraid that after the college entrance examination, we will go our separate ways and never meet again. Maybe to keep our pure friendship. On that sunny afternoon, ten female students in our class gave up their lunch break and sneaked out of the campus to discuss taking pictures with a photo studio in Nanjie, the county seat.

A group of ten people walked along the road by the Taojia River to the city. The breeze blowing from the river teased our hair playfully and lifted our trouser legs. On the grassy beach, cows are grazing leisurely, and the children who are herding cows have gone to the river to have a water fight. Naughty laughter drifted into the distance with the wind.

On the left bank of the river is a ridge of wheat fields. The wheat turns yellow and the breeze blows, turning up layers of wheat waves. You can smell the intoxicating smell of wheat in the air. The sunshine in May shines brightly in the sky, and there are cheerful faces in the sunshine.

At the photo studio, under the guidance of the photographer, we lined up and listened to a click, and ten childish faces were frozen forever. The photographer asked us: Do you want to mention words in the photo?

Yes, we said in unison. But what word should I mention? Everyone is talking noisily.

Just say, we're taking off! Lixin is proud to say.

Lixin is a "female man" among us. She always has short hair, is tall and stocky, and always likes to wear jeans, sweatshirts and sneakers. She walks like a jump, full of energy. From behind, she looks like a boy. In fact, she has a chubby face in Zhang Yuanyuan. Although her skin is a little dark, she has a healthy and ruddy complexion, her big eyes like black grapes are shining with clever light, and she always shows a white tiger tooth when she smiles. She is a charming and lovely girl. It's just that her temper is as careless as that of a boy, and she loves to take the lead in everything. She is full of energy and strength. She threw the discus on the physical education class, farther than a male classmate. She went home on Sunday and rode her bike back and forth in Sanliping, the county seat. You can't see that she is tired at all. He is also a "desperate Saburo" academically. After turning off the lights in the evening self-study, he lit a kerosene lamp and then called again. He didn't go back to the dormitory to rest until twelve o'clock, and got up for class the next morning, full of energy. This tenacious energy made us admire him deeply.

She is the eldest sister among us. We follow her wherever we go for a walk after dinner, and we don't have to go to class to climb Mount Pei behind the school on Sunday. She also took the lead.

I still remember that dinner was initiated by Lixin. At noon the day after the Dragon Boat Festival. Lixin said: let's have dinner at noon today and bring all the delicious food from home to the canteen. So at lunch time, we take the dishes in our crock or enamel jar to the coal stove behind the school canteen for heating, then cook white rice and take it to the table tennis table in the playground for dinner.

It was really a sumptuous lunch, with delicious crock kelp old duck soup and crispy bamboo shoots fried bacon brought by Li Hui, diced green beans fried with diced pork brought by swallows, fried pork slices with garlic sprouts brought by xinxin, bittern pig ears brought by me, fried shredded pork with wild bracken brought by Zongqing, and delicious dishes tempting greedy bugs lurking in our bodies to ask us. It was also an unforgettable dinner, which still resonated today. The scene of that year is still vivid in my mind, as if time has never gone away, as if it happened yesterday.

Lixin and Qiju are best friends. They are still deskmates. Two people, one tall and one short, set each other off. They have the same short hair and like to wear jeans. They are as good as sisters.

Kaiju, she is undoubtedly the cleverest one among us. Although she is very short, I now believe that "all is the essence". Her little head must be full of the essence of knowledge, otherwise she wouldn't be the first one among us to fly out. In the first year of the college entrance examination, she was the only one admitted to the university.

Swallow and I became good friends, because we started to live on campus in the second year of high school. In winter, I am covered with a thin quilt and can't sleep warm, so I am wrapped in a bed with the swallows sleeping under the bed. In the cold winter, swallows always hold my feet in their arms to keep warm, which makes my heart feel extremely warm.

One night, I had a dream that my father died and a black coffin was placed at my door. I cried on the ground and refused to get up. So I kept crying until I woke up and realized that I was dreaming, but I couldn't help sobbing at the thought of the miserable situation in my dream. The swallow was awakened by my crying and touched my head and asked me what was wrong. I sobbed and said that I dreamed that my father was dead. The swallow stretched out his arm and hugged me to comfort me: fool, how can you take the things in your dream seriously? People say that your dream is contrary to reality, which shows that your father will live a long life in the future. I believed what the swallow said, and that night we hugged each other and entered a sweet dream.

I still remember that Saturday afternoon, after school, Swallow rode my bike and flew to her hometown in Suzhou. We walked along the winding mountain road, turned left and right, and returned to her house at night.

The next morning, after breakfast, the swallow carried a big bamboo basket and I carried a small bamboo basket to pick peas on the mountain. Stepping on smooth pebbles and wading through a clear stream, we came to the pea field of Yanzi's family. Peas are almost ripe, full pods are covered with branches, and thin pea vines are lying on the hillside. We all kept picking them by hand. Towards noon, we have picked out a big bamboo basket. The swallow said, don't pick it, keep the small bamboo basket, and let's pick the Laoshan post.

On the opposite hillside, the flashing red of old pheasants in the weeds attracted us to run to them and pick them while eating. In a short time, we have picked most of the baskets, plus an unexpected harvest: I also found a long pheasant hair in the grass, smooth and bright, indescribable.

After lunch at noon, the swallow said she would bring me some peas, but I said no, the ones with shells were heavy and troublesome. The swallow said, then peel the peas and take them home. So the whole family, including Grandma Swallow in her seventies, did not rest at noon and peeled peas. I peeled about two or three kilograms and found a film bag to hold it. At two o'clock in the afternoon, we returned to the city from Sue. I sat in the back seat of Swallow's bicycle, with peas in my arms, and sat all the way back to the city. Swallow also sent it to my house specially, without even taking a sip of tea, and quickly took me back to school.

Swallow, I still miss your sour and sweet old hawthorn in Suzhou, your pea fragrance, your kind grandmother and amiable parents. Are they okay now?

Hyo-joo, you are also a beautiful and smart girl. You really come from King Kong Terrace with charming scenery. Your skin is moistened as white and tender as tofu by the spiritual water deep in the mountains. There are always two crimson clouds floating on your cheeks, as bright as azaleas on Mount Kumgang, and your tall figure is as beautiful and straight as bamboo in Mount Kumgang forest. You can be admitted to the county high school from the township middle school, which proves that you are smart. But your intelligence is ruined by emotional entanglements. From the first half of the third year of high school, you fell in love with a male classmate in Chengguan. In that era when puppy love was regarded as a big mistake and the college entrance examination was the only criterion, your love seed was tantamount to being spurned and not valued by male students.

I remember one day at noon, when he was away, you ran to his seat and opened his schoolbag. Maybe you want to put a love letter in his schoolbag. He just came back and bumped into you, yelling at you in front of the whole class. Your face is as red as a piece of paper, and your eyes are full of tears. All the students looked at you with contempt, and no one thought of comforting you. At that time, I looked down on you and basically ignored you. When you want to take your ideas back and apply them to your study, when you have a problem and want to ask me, I am always too lazy to talk to you. I despised you then, too, and now I despise me then. In this way, by the second half of the third year of high school, your situation has not improved, but has become worse. Not to mention that your study has plummeted, that male classmate accused you of harassing him in front of the teacher many times, and his brother threatened to hit you, so the school advised you to quit school.

It was a Sunday in early June. We took you home by boat and arrived at Tiefosi Reservoir behind the school. You are the first of us to leave and the only one who didn't take the college entrance examination. Everyone kept comforting you along the way and reluctantly said goodbye to you. You were moved to tears and sincerely invited us to your home after the college entrance examination. We readily agreed. At the last moment of parting, we will give you the warmth of friendship, and we will feel the value of friendship. Looking at your pretty figure standing at the bow, waving goodbye to us, watching the boat drift away and finally disappear into the vast water, our hearts are silently blessing you, wishing you to get rid of your emotional troubles as soon as possible and find your own happiness one day.

Li Hui, do you remember? We always go home together every Saturday night from the second year of high school. We always walk along the bank of Taojia River instead of Chengguan Avenue. In spring, we enjoy colorful flowers on the river bank. In summer, green seedlings accompany us in the fields. In autumn, in addition to golden rice fields, we also have golden wild chrysanthemums full of banks. In winter, we are accompanied by snow. We spent two seasons together. Walking, one night I walked into your home in Dabei Village.

That night, your mother made us noodle soup. Pieces of white pimples float on the clear noodle soup like white lotus, with red tomatoes and yellow plumeria, green chopped green onion and some fragrant sesame oil. It's really an attractive pot of noodle soup, which makes people want to eat a second bowl after eating one bowl. It's the most delicious noodle soup I've ever eaten, and it's even more delicious than my mother's.

Yu Lian and Zong Qing look like twin sisters, the same height, the same short hair, the same red papules on their faces. They always go in and out together, inseparable, and study hard. Every night, they always burn kerosene lamps and stay up late.

The ladies among us always wear a pair of glasses on their white faces, which makes them look elegant. No matter walking or talking, she always looks unhurried and unhurried. She is the first of us to take part in this work. When we were still in the adventure park, we were at a loss about employment. She once stood leisurely in the sales counter of the county joint venture company and became an enviable salesman, envious of those of us who don't know where to work. Who let somebody else have a good Lao zi as the manager of the joint venture company? She was also the first among us to get married. When we are still immersed in the fantasy of love, we don't know what marriage is. She has entered the marriage hall. We went to see her new house, the decoration and furniture were gorgeous, and her husband was more gentle with her. At that time, she was nothing in our eyes and very happy.

So far, among the ten people, only Chunping has contact with me. We were in the same class from Grade One to Grade Three, and the same college entrance examination failed and lost our jobs. Later, we worked together in the south. She had more brains than I did, and then she went back to the city to do business. Now she is a small successful female boss!

In the first year of taking the college entrance examination, only one of us was admitted to the university, and the rest were all in Sun Shan. The following year, Li Hui, xin li, Yan Zi and Zong Qing all passed the reexamination and were admitted. Anyway, half of the ten people have already flown out. The college entrance examination is really a hurdle. What will be the difference in life between the five students who have crossed this hurdle and the five students who have not? Unfortunately, after graduating from high school, everyone went their separate ways, and naturally there was no way to know.

Old photos are still lying in my photo album, and old memories are still in my mind, but the old people have long since disappeared. I only hope that the world will be stable and everyone will live a safe and beautiful life in their own years!