The rain, the sound of the rain still pattered on the roof bộp of house that I own. Night about midnight, quiet space. So which language the raindrops bộp bộp becoming increasingly clearer. I miss the old days, I remember the nă month study in university.
That day was fun. I always had great laugh with friends. The same teasing mischievous, so that we together hugging belly laughing. Now each person one way. Each returned to his own world. Everyone is worried about family stuff and make money. Moreover, we each person in one country very far apart. Maybe this year I will organize class reunions. Since we were out of school were 5 years. Each of them gave her a place in society. Although our paths are different. But we might have become successful in life. We have done all the things you enjoy.
So maybe this time we're sitting and thinking about the old days. Think about the days foolish trying all means to pass examinations. Think of the anxiety and all the fun when it is exposed to the wealth of knowledge. These days, though strenuous, arduous. But we have been living in the teeming love and kindness. We tried our best to accomplish the goal, the plan selected.
I remember too much of the familiar faces. Remember the smile "terrorist" group of friends. Remember school yard where the bench. That's where I used to sit there alone to release the soul under reflections. Remember all corners of the court, where I usually stand that looks at the sky. Take in the lush canopy of trees. Lagerstroemia watching how many trees are flowering. When the flowers have turned into fruit clusters, it can look very beautiful. Also, the red phoenix flower all corners of the campus. Who makes the crossing must also watch. I always pay attention to the bouquet bud grows under low phoenix. For until they hatch into flower, I'll pick it. ...
Now all are done, carefree memories of school time. Remembering his old friends, made pay back my heart, anxiety. Told myself to myself that we should strive for more. For we can be proud of myself when I meet with old friends. Love you always help us more confidence in life. The old friend is a great motivation, help us overcome difficulties in life. Those of you old still live in my memory, with beautiful memories of his student days.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
That day was fun. I always had great laugh with friends. The same teasing mischievous, so that we together hugging belly laughing. Now each person one way. Each returned to his own world. Everyone is worried about family stuff and make money. Moreover, we each person in one country very far apart. Maybe this year I will organize class reunions. Since we were out of school were 5 years. Each of them gave her a place in society. Although our paths are different. But we might have become successful in life. We have done all the things you enjoy.
So maybe this time we're sitting and thinking about the old days. Think about the days foolish trying all means to pass examinations. Think of the anxiety and all the fun when it is exposed to the wealth of knowledge. These days, though strenuous, arduous. But we have been living in the teeming love and kindness. We tried our best to accomplish the goal, the plan selected.
I remember too much of the familiar faces. Remember the smile "terrorist" group of friends. Remember school yard where the bench. That's where I used to sit there alone to release the soul under reflections. Remember all corners of the court, where I usually stand that looks at the sky. Take in the lush canopy of trees. Lagerstroemia watching how many trees are flowering. When the flowers have turned into fruit clusters, it can look very beautiful. Also, the red phoenix flower all corners of the campus. Who makes the crossing must also watch. I always pay attention to the bouquet bud grows under low phoenix. For until they hatch into flower, I'll pick it. ...
Now all are done, carefree memories of school time. Remembering his old friends, made pay back my heart, anxiety. Told myself to myself that we should strive for more. For we can be proud of myself when I meet with old friends. Love you always help us more confidence in life. The old friend is a great motivation, help us overcome difficulties in life. Those of you old still live in my memory, with beautiful memories of his student days.
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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