过去的日子,一如深埋在记忆中的宝石,就算经历过岁月的砥砺,也依然光彩熠熠。就像你,就像那个丹桂飘香的季节,因为共同的志向,我们走到一起;当栀子花的芬芳在校园里荡漾,我们为了各自的目标,又各奔东西。属于17班记忆的田埂上,开出色彩斑斓的小花,缀满青春的史册,纷飞一季馥郁的芳香。友谊留在心间,照亮一路的幸福。一包纸巾,友谊初始一个寻常的冬日,我像往常一样服药,突然,旁边的同学胳膊不小心一挥,我的水杯笔直地倾 The past days, like the gem buried deep in memory, are still glittering even after years of tempering. Like you, just like the season of Osmanthus fragrans, because of our common aspiration, we come together; when the fragrance of gardenia ripples on campus, we go our separate ways for our own purposes. Belonging to the memory of the 17 classes on the ridge, out of colorful flowers, filled with youth history, a season of fragrant fragrance. Friendship in my heart, all the way to light the happiness. A pack of paper towels, the initial friendship an ordinary winter, I took the medication as usual, and suddenly, next to the arm of a student waved carelessly, my cup straight dump