Part 1: Remembering you from a classmate
By: Joe Wuyue
Remembering, in the years
I, again, remembered you from a classmate
Thoughts that have not been sorted
Stirred up in bits and pieces
Remembering some of the things that are treasured in the soul's treasure house
Not many of them are significant
More of them are still small
Probably there are still some
Things that are treasured by my classmates. Not many of them are big
More of them are small
Probably there are some
Things you never realized
Or forgot
I'd like to use my verses
To remind you in a different
Way
Softly and quietly
Part II: Classmates
By Cui Yanfeng
Classmates is a saucy white wine,
Clear and transparent, no distractions, elegant and decent,
The longer the time, the longer the aftertaste, soft and mellow,
The time of the reunion, the surge, the wine in the cup, the fragrance of the long-lasting permeation,
The time of parting, reluctant to leave, the empty glass
The students are a special kind of friendship,
They can't stop talking about the old days,
They can't stop talking about the happy days,
They can't stop talking about the sad days.
The students are a token,
Even if you are at the end of the world,
A call, on call,
Even if you are busy, you will take the time to get together as soon as possible.
The students are a happy song and dance,
Even if they are not professional, they will still enjoy themselves,
The voice is not as good as Jiang Da Wei, the dance is not as good as Yang Liping,
But it will be a climax, a high and low, a high and high wave.
Students are a picture of eternal youth,
Although the years are merciless, the youthful beauty of the gradual disappearance,
But in my heart, the beauty is still the same as before,
Even if the temples are gray, but also a lot of flavor,
Meet the smile back to the eyes, the charm of the year is still the same.
The students are a sailboat riding the wind and waves,
Do not care where the end is, no matter where the destination,
On the scenery along the way, in the mood to watch the scene,
The two sides of the apes can not cry, the light boat has crossed the mountains,
The green mountains in the green, the age of the song accompanied me.
The students are a rich spiritual wealth,
Retaining the footsteps of youth, tamping the foundation of the cause,
Warm words of communication, soft friendship exchanges,
Every day, happy life, the work of the year,
The heart of the passionate, the true feelings of the flow of the wandering.
The school is an unforgettable song,
Make a pot of hot tea, a pot of old wine,
Listen to the classic songs, talk about the true feelings of the classmates,
Talk about the rain of the night in Bashan, the song of the Pengcheng fly,
Look at each other to cherish the gathering of the two yi yi yi.
The classmates are a kind of promise,
In this life, there is a chance to get together,
Come on classmates, we are together,
Raise the cup **** drink, sing in the same voice,
Friendship is a long time to grow,
Part III: Old Classmates
Author: I'm not sure if you're a good friend or not. Ink
Time apart, like a fog
Memories are still showing off the size of desks
Sunshine walks ignoring the quiet
A person in the body to wipe the gray of the mind
Thought tumors sink, gradually soften down
Harvesting young sown by the pure love
然，I was sealed by the dark color
Fading away
And you look like the wind, blowing out the elasticity
Touching the light, shooting straight to the summit
Small stones under the mountain
Suddenly a leap, startled your breath
Read aloud under the autumn wind flying
Hand holding the **** song
Seems to hear footsteps eager to penetrate the heart
Years of not seeing
Something
Perhaps like clouds evaporating into water close to the land
Perhaps pushed by reality, the edge of life
-- with the grass
A red maple, open your eyes
Crawling from the grass
Starting to dewdrops on the face
Seeing the leaf petals with the grass
Seeing the leaf petals with the grass
Seeing the leaf petals with the grass.
Watching the leaf petals follow the wind, decorating the fall
Article 4: Twenty Years of Classmates
By: Hidden Screen
How Far is the Fate
Twenty Years in the Blink of an Eye
Memories That Cannot Be Erased
Precipitated in the Messages and Letters
Once I Was Ignorant
Once I Was in a Struggle
Once I Was Unaware
Once I Was in a Struggle
Once I Was
Now that I think about it, it's all so soft
Those were the years we spent together
We went our separate ways
We went through trials and tribulations
The passage of the years
has brought us back to this happy day
When we don't have to be nervous about speaking our minds
When conflicts are all gone along with all the changes
We've been through a lot, but we're still in the same place.
We are grateful for the gift of destiny
We are grateful that you and I have a destiny in this life
We are grateful that yesterday and today our hearts are not in the way
Our hearts are in the way
Our smiles are in the way
We are wishing you and me eternal peace through the full moon
The full moon is the only thing that can make us happy
2. The moon is falling without sound, the waves are unsettled, and the rocking of the boat is not yet sound. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The heart of the matter, lowered eyebrows to write, lonely and ginseng. I'm not sure how to do that. I have to look back, on the road of youth, like a dream of old happiness. I think the clouds are sinking and the rain is falling, and the scenery is familiar to me. I'm tired of being obsessed with it, and I'm reclining in the air today. The only thing I can say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it.***Read the same month, not knot the same heart. The girl heart spring dream, a like water cloud deep. The first time I saw this, I was able to get the money to pay for it, and I was able to get the money to pay for it, and I was able to get the money to pay for it. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get the job done, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get the job done. The heart is like fire, the love is like rain, the love is like gold; high mountains and flowing water, the soul is hand in hand with the soulmate. Even if you have a heart of gold, who **** white head chanting!
-- just classmates young man in full bloom
3. Expressing nostalgia for classmates of the poemPart I: miss a classmate of you Author: Wuyuezhuangren nostalgia, in the years I, and remembered the classmates of you have not been sorted out thoughts swirling around in bits and pieces remembered some of the things treasured in the soul of the pagoda. Not many of them are major, but more are minor, and there are probably some that you've never realized or forgotten. I still want to use my verses in a different way to gently and quietly remind you of your classmates. Classmates are soy sauce-type white wine, clear and transparent, free of distractions, elegant and decent, the longer the time, the longer the aftertaste, the more mellow, the longer the reunion, the more surge, the more lasting and diffuse the aroma, the longer the parting, and the longer the farewell. The aroma of the wine in the glass is persistent and pervasive, and at the moment of parting, the empty glass retains its aroma, which is long-lasting.
Classmates is a special friendship, endless words, narrative old, say endless joy, tell the sorrow. The classmates are a token, even if you are at the end of the world, a call, on call, even if busy, will take the time, as soon as possible convergence.
Classmates are a joyful song and dance, even if not professional, but also will be happy to play, the sound is not as Jiang Dawei, dance is not as Yang Liping, but the climax of the ups and downs, a wave higher than a wave. Classmates are a picture of eternal youth, although the years are merciless, youthful beauty fade away, but in my heart, the beauty is still the same as before, even if the temples white, but also a lot of flavor, meet smile back, the charm of the year remains the same.
Students are a sailboat riding the waves, do not care where the end, no matter where the destination, on the scenery along the way, in the mood to call the scenery, the sound of apes crowing on both sides of the river, the light boat has passed ten thousand mountains, the green mountains in the green, the years like a song accompanied me. Classmates are a rich spiritual wealth, retaining the youthful footsteps, solid foundation of the cause, warm words of communication, soft friendship exchanges, every day happy life, years of work, passionate heart, the true feelings of the flow of wandering.
Classmates is an unforgettable lyrical song, make a pot of hot tea, hot pot of old wine, listen to the classic songs, talk about the true feelings of the classmates, talk about Bashan night rain, song Pengcheng fly, look at each other to cherish, get together and break up two yi yi yi. Classmates is a commitment, in this life, have the fate to get together, come on classmates, we are together, raise the cup *** drink, sing in unison, friendship forever and ever....... Article 3: Old Classmates Author: Xinman. The time between the ink, like a fog Memories are still showing off the size of the desk sunlight walking ignore the quiet A person in the body to wipe the mind of the ash Thought tumor subsidence, gradually soft down Harvesting the young sown pure love Ran, I was sealed by the color of the dark nails faded years and you seem to be like the wind, blowing out of the elasticity of touching the light, shooting directly to the summit of the mountain of the small stones Suddenly a leap, alarmed by the smell of your breath Under the fall wind read aloud to fly Holding a **** song Seems to hear the sound of footsteps Eager to penetrate the heart of many years of absence, some people faded, the shadow of the far away, perhaps as clouds evaporated into water close to the land, or perhaps pushed by reality, the edge of life -- with the grass for the sake of a red maple, open your eyes, crawling out of the grass to start the dewdrops to shine on the face to see the leaf petals with the wind, make up the fall of Article: twenty years of classmates edge Author: Hidden screen, the edge of the far away the blink of an eye for twenty years. The memory that cannot be erased has precipitated in the silence of the letters, the ignorance, the stumbling, the disbelief, and the softness that we think of today, that we have gone through the same years of our lives, we have gone our separate ways, we have experienced the trials and tribulations, and the flow of the years has brought us back to the happiness of this day, when we don't need to speak the truth without fear, when the contradictions that come with the vicissitudes of life are all reduced to smoke, we are glad for the gift of destiny, for the fate that has brought us together, for the fate that has brought us together, for the fate that has brought us together, for the fate that has brought us together, for the fate that has brought us together, for the fate that has brought us together. Our hearts are not musty mouth without blocking the heart in the rolling laughter in the diffusion of borrowing a round of the full moon wish you and I forever peace.
4. What are the verses that say "I miss my old classmates"
1. I hope that we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future, it is you who make friendship take root in my heart and blossom into a beautiful flower, thank you, my classmates, and I wish you a bright future, happiness and well-being!
2. Good friends turn into strangers. Sometimes, some people do not need to say goodbye, has left; sometimes, some things do not need to open their mouths to understand; sometimes, some of the road will not walk to become longer. Suddenly there is a feeling of wanting to cry, without realizing it we are all growing up. In the days to come, we will get together less and leave more.
3. Remember the night we talked under the starlight? Talking about learning, ideals, and the future even if we are different, but the starry sky that night I will always remember.
4. Cherish every friendship around you, no matter whether it is the past, no matter whether it will not have a future, should not be forgotten. Classmate friendship is a seed, cherish, will sprout in your heart, draw leaves, blossom, results. And the fragrance of that bloom will always accompany you forward.
5. We used to enjoy beautiful flowers together; we used to fantasize about beautiful seasons together. The students ah, classmates, respectively, do not forget the days we once walked together. We have had calmness like water, we have had heated debates, and we have had silent competition. We leaned close to the shoulder, clasped hands, have a **** the same ideal, issued a **** the same heart. Whether it is gained or lost, everything will survive.
6. Students ah, let the past sunset in those sweet whispers, are buried in the bottom of the heart, into a beautiful memory!
7. Fond memories are still floating in my mind, and the good times spent with my classmates are y engraved in my heart by the years forever!
8. You and I may not be able to meet again in the future, but you will always be my most worthy and proud friend!
9. Time does not dilute the wine of friendship, distance can not pull the hand of longing, old classmates, where are you now?
10. Nostalgia, in the years
I, and remembered you classmates
Not been organized thoughts
Stirred up in the scattered
Remembered some in the soul of the pagoda
Treasure the things
There are not a few major
More still small
The most important thing is to have a good time.
There are probably some
things you never realized
or have forgotten
I still want to use my verses
to remind you in a different way
gently and quietly
What are some of the poems that mourn your classmates
1, Mourning the death of Xue Tai
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Half a day in a wutong tree
The death of Xue Tai was a great success.
The first time I saw this movie, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
Translation: On the one hand, there is a dead sycamore tree and on the other hand, there is a sick body, and whenever I think of a person's death, I feel sad.
At night, he returned to his hometown with his young son by his hand, and did not see anyone in the empty house under the cold moonlight.
2, Li Bai's tomb
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
Cai Shi river Li Bai's grave, around the field of infinite grass even clouds.
Pity the bones of the poor spring in the barren ridge, there was once a shocking text.
But the poet's life is very thin, in the middle of the fall, but the gentleman.
Translation: At the edge of the Cai Shi River, the boundless weeds surround the graveyard, far away from the white clouds.
The sad thing is that the dry bones in the deep cave of this deserted grave have once written amazing poems.
As long as the poet, most of the fate is not good, and the poet poor and disillusioned, who did not exceed Li Jun.
3, crying Li Shangyin one
Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue
Cheng Ji Xinglang word Yi Shan, suitable to return to the high soil hold long sigh.
The words and leaves of the forest are finished in three springs, and the waves of the sea of learning are dried up in one night.
The wind and rain have blown out the lamps and candles.
The first time I saw this is when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Translation: The name of the official Cheng Ji Lang is Li Yishan, and his body has been returned to the yellow earth, which makes people sigh with emptiness.
The branches and leaves of the poetic woods have fallen, and the waves of academia have dried up overnight.
The storm blew out that lamp and candle, the name has been in my heart thoughts.
He should have gone out into the world and climbed the jade tree, and ascended to the altar of the Immortals in his neon dress.
4, crying Li Shangyin
Tang Dynasty: Cui Jue
false burden of cloud ten thousand zhang talent, a lifetime of embrace has not been opened.
The birds are crying, the flowers are falling, the bamboo is dead, the tung is withered, the phoenix is not coming.
The good horse has no owner, and the old friend is sad.
The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie, I saw the movie.
This is the first time that I have seen the world's most important book, "The World's Most Wanted", in which I have been able to see the world's most wanted man.
Birds cried and flowers fell, and the phoenix bird no longer flew.
A good horse is not met with a foot because there is no owner and bent, the heart of the soulmate is lost by the broken strings and grief.
The world of the underworld does not need to lament the separation of yin and yang, and there is a star sent to the grave.
5, to the wine memory of two He Supervisor
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Simei has a wild guest, the wind flow He Ji Zhen.
The first time I saw him in Chang'an, he called me an exiled immortal.
The old cup of good things, turned into dust under the pine.
The Golden Turtle is the place where the wine is exchanged, but I remember the tears on my scarf.
The Taoist priests of Shanyin greeted the guest as he returned to Simei.
The water of the lake was given to the king, and he was honored to be in Tai Numa.
The old house is empty of lotus flowers.
The first time I saw this is when I was a young man, and it was a dream, and I was sad.
The translation is: there was once a madman in the mountains of Siming, and he was He Jizhen, who had a long and famous reputation.
The first time we met in Chang'an, he called me an immortal who came down from the sky.
At the beginning, it was the immortal in the wine who loved the wine in the cup, but today it has become the dust under the pine.
Whenever I think of the scene of exchanging ounce of turtle for wine, I can't help but tear-drop staining my scarf with sadness.
Mr. He, the madman, returned to Simei and was first welcomed by the Taoist priests of Shanyin.
The Imperial Pool of Mirror Lake water, for you to swim in the mountains and water colors.
People have passed away only remaining in the former residence in the mirror lake empty of lotus flowers.
Seeing these makes one feel that life is as remote as a big dream, making me sad and sad.