Young and frivolous, who will pay the bill

There is an account between us, clear but not clear.

We used to sweat and wipe tears together, we used to chase and fight together, we used to sing birthday songs together. All of all, like the spray, stay in our deep mind. And our young frivolous, but deeply branded in your heart. Green yesterday, you entered my dream again. Your smile, your song, your little bully, yesterday, I seem to see you again, just so far away, you can not reach. Last year, we met in Shenzhong; this year, we went south and North.

I still remember that the temperature of your palm is enough to warm my “winter”; your intoxicating singing is enough to make me forget all my troubles; I still remember that your sweet smile is enough to bring me happiness My indifference, destroyed everything, made you sink for me, sunk for a year and a half, perhaps without the so-called “unequal treaty”, we would have completed the “task” and realized our ideal. But you know, I also blame myself. Although I hate you, we don‘t understand some things, so we can’t easily decide. We still go back to the past and be brothers, OK? Ling Yeyu, young and frivolous, we pay the bill together. Bitter snowflakes floating, Wenwen, where are you?

Once promised you, I will always accompany you to see the snow, but we have never seen each other. Who could have thought of the first and last time? Wen Wen, you said that the snow scenery in Dongtai will keep your heart and your people, but why do you want to leave? You also asked me if I could marry you when you had long hair and waist. I said, I would. Wenwen, you often sigh why God treats you so unfairly, why your parents will divorce, but Wenwen, you know, you will always be the first grade, do you know how many people envy you? Since you called my sister on that day, I vowed to protect you well. You will no longer go to Internet cafes from then on.

As Xu Zhimo said, you come gently and walk gently, but you live in my heart. You said on QQ: “sister, I don‘t want to be bad, I’m sorry.” Wenwen, you are young and frivolous, who will pay the bill? My stubbornness, my madness, my youth, frivolity, reminiscence of feeling astringent in the third year of junior high school, we met in nine (6), maybe it is fate, I met you, no appointment, no deliberate, but it is so tacit understanding, so united. I, is a crazy silly girl, is a unique girl, always love to make trouble. I am a sports retarder. In that love to fight will win the third grade, left me too many memories, you contain my small willful, you gave me the greatest support.

At 800 meters, it shakes the cheering sound of the teaching building This life, I will never forget. Remember you said, I am the most arrogant girl you have ever seen, but also the most perfect girl you have ever seen. You don‘t regret knowing me. Young and frivolous, you pay for me; thank you for accompanying me through the flower season and rainy season, I am really satisfied with you all the way

Who has not been young and frivolous? Have done countless stupid things; who is paying for youth? Youth is often the best excuse. Just: we You can make mistakes, but don’t repeat the same mistakes; you can be confused, but don‘t make yourself degenerate because of confusion; you can regret, but you must be able to find a way to redeem; you can fail, but don’t let failure wear your courage.