Twenty or thirty years ago, we were still primary school students. Today, we are fifty years old. We can't forget our primary school teacher, our math teacher Huang Guangming, who taught us11= 2. Today, some of our classmates got together at Mr. Huang's house and had a few glasses of wine. I wish our teacher a long and healthy life!
Third, turning around and looking at yourself from behind will always yield some neglected emotions. Just like a group of old classmates and friends who haven't seen each other for years, we get together to talk about the past and find that we have missed many rare life stories. It turns out that when I was young, I just went ahead and pursued my career day and night. There used to be many beautiful women around me, but I didn't have time to look around.
Fourth, to be honest, students don't like too many parties. First, because of the noise, they are more worried about the embarrassing atmosphere and possible misunderstanding caused by the lack of speech. In fact, they are more grateful and respectful to the party itself. Gossip and talk are also a yearning state, but they often "backfire" and there are more moments of silence. It's not that time has changed for them, but they just want to stay/believe me, it's the same as before.
Fifty or thirty years of classmates get together again, very happy, happy! Not only delicious food, but also picking pollution-free strawberries and taking our favorite flowers home. Because of him, we feel the affection of our classmates Thank you for having such a good classmate.