For the rest of my life

Memories evoked by two paintings

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the path home in the mountains, reflecting the back of two medium-sized girls, like a painting of the old days.

The girls with smaller heads were carrying a convenience bag in one hand and the arm of the other, while the other girl was taller and carrying a schoolbag. They are classmates and good friends in the third year of junior high school in the same middle school. The taller girl is Qi, and the shorter girl is actually me.

Qi and I met in the third year of junior high school, but the first time I saw her, I felt that she had a sense of intimacy, deja vu, and I wanted to stick to her. Fortunately, she and I were transferred together in the first semester of the third year of junior high school. Just not deskmate, separated by a corridor, but our relationship is still relatively close.

Her science is much better than mine, I do not understand will ask her, sometimes she is like a teacher, carefully explain to me. As for me, when I want to break my head when I think of a math problem, I will impolitely turn to the sound of slapping my desk, which frightens her head up when she is doing her homework, while I laugh mischievously.

She glared at me sternly, so I put away my naughty face and coughed up the question. The paused smile turned back to seriousness and pointed to the question.

Listen to her explanation solemnly.

In class, we will also cooperate well. When we need to discuss it, we will discuss it carefully. If there are differences, we will listen carefully to each other's views.

I like her face so chubby that I can't help rubbing it; seeing my hands start rubbing each other, she runs away. Sometimes I cry for help while running.

I stopped and called her with a bad smile: Qi, stop running, I won't rub you!

When she came back, we looked at each other and laughed like crazy people.

In the tense study in the third year of junior high school, we will also play like this in our spare time. Because of this friendship, cherish each other; because of the tension of study, relax each other!

Qi likes to draw, and it is very beautiful. In Chinese class, we are learning "Ailian Shuo". After class, she showed me something, wow! What a beautiful picture! I was surprised, envied and admired. Not much different from the illustrations in the article, the upper right corner also wrote two lines of words out of the mud without staining, Zhuo Qinglian but not demon. I couldn't get over it and said happily, "I want it. Give it to me." Looking forward to it.

Hey hey, I'll give it to you if you like!

Like a baby, I carefully sandwiched it in a big book for fear of breaking it!

Later, I asked her to draw a beautiful woman for me (the cover of a novel, the title of the book can not be said, because I do not like to read romantic novels! ). I sandwiched the two pictures together and took them out with me when I left home one day. Sometimes take it out to have a look, think of those beautiful memories, happy smile! I remember someone said that a friend is another relative of your own choice!

After graduation, we were not admitted to the same high school. It is only when the school happens to have a holiday on the same day that we can play together. We will go to the top of the hero slope of my primary school and overlook the beautiful world in which we live. I said to Qi: even if we are no longer together, we are still good friends! Best friend for life, okay?

Of course!

We looked at each other and smiled at each other. You can't see the tears in the corners of my eyes. It's really hard to say goodbye when we meet!

The afterglow of sunset is approaching, we no longer walk together, the way home from school. Don't forget, for the rest of your life! Both of us must be fine!