I saw internet news this morning
The bitter laughter broke the mouth
There are many kinds of things in this world, but there are many things that are similar.
HIGH SCHOOL ALUMNI
A white woman judge and a black man who became a thief
I met him in court.
even as time goes by, the memories remain
At the same time, a woman judge
I found a memorable face from 45 years and asked
Which high school did you not graduate from?
The thief was in the faint memory of the judge's face
I saw the girl and cried incessantly
Why are you crying?
I think I know very little
The boy and girl of childhood who daydream of returning to the past and meeting in memory
Whatever environment we live in, whatever society,
The passage of time cannot be turned back and is only a memory
this meeting in memory must also be buried in memory
But there are still tears to be shed
envy!!!
"Is this true?"
'Go to the office in front of you and apply
Please bring an invoice '
'I'm your friend, but I came to get the invoice'
'Please write down your personal information here and wait'
'Have you ever graduated from school
When I look back, time has stopped
Memories from 43 years ago standing there
Don't you see me, yeah
I don't even need to hide it,
In fact, I'm not even happy to see you.
It is awkward and sad
The meeting was not because they were embarrassed and sold.
In the same school uniform, with the same black hair and studying together and Memories gained at eating are like a lunch box
one of them is the boss and the other is the driver. We met at the factory, accidentally...
On that day, I also recommend leasing a factory car,
I politely declined the offer to work with me at the factory and left
I do not know why
i thought about doing that for a moment
But it looks like it is
It doesn't seem right to rely on the memories I come across after forgetting about 35 years of separation
There are no tears like the news.
I'm not old enough to look back at the life I've lived
I don't think it's a regretful life
After leaving the company, I was looking for a fuss because I was in business and I was crushed.
Because I live in chaos with no open arms for me.
It will become a memory
then, the memory of that sad encounter was buried in that memory
I'll take it out again
It was a joyful encounter with short, heartbreaking memories
I'm happy for a while
Nice to meet your friends !!!
A little, a little bit
I will find a friend
it's not too late, I'll laugh and find you again...