Unforgettable

[Hard to forget] Another year has passed. On the New Year’s Eve of 2015, I think of you again. From the day we met and knew each other in our childhood, you were destined to be written into my lines of poetry; The distance between you and me was 40 years; Leaving you and me the hardships of different lives and the traces of years. Where are you? Although you disappear in my sight and not in my eyes, I never forget you. We sang the songs of childhood together, and we shared the dreams of childhood day and night. My good classmate; Good DeskMate; Good sister; Good bosom friend, where are you. Whether you have retired at home or the Sichuan earthquake has hurt you again and again. At this moment, I want to know your news, and I want to see your childhood footprints in my eyes. From the separation 40 years ago to now, that ignorant care and miss are all in the bottom of my heart. Miss you is not in sight, miss you in dreams ,, hard to forget, we walk together on the road to school, hand in hand to cross the river. It is hard to forget that you put a ticket in my hand when I went to the military auditorium to watch a movie. I went to see Beijing opera with you [the Red Lantern] and it was hard to forget; I went to your house to find you to do your homework, and you held the hot steamed bun to me, saying that my mother asked me to give it to you. To this day; It still makes me feel the heat surging and the fragrance is so sweet. Time and tide wait. Time has brought us more than half a century. Whether I can still know your news. I really miss you that the Shili ditch in kangtun is still so long. 495 troops still lived at the foot of Laoyeling Mountain. The horn of marching everyday is still echoing in the valley. The old house you lived in is still waiting there empty Wang Li, you are the inheritance of soldiers, I am the child of farmers. We share different experiences in different lives. I really envy you. Whether I can still see your news here in our lifetime. Whether you can still wait until your return date. Wang Li, I really miss you. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring

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