Question

写一篇英语作文包括你和朋友怎么认识的,怎么分享快乐,忧伤和重大事件的

Answer 1

　　See this text, you are in the hundreds of kilometers away in another city. I do not know what it is with emotion, still immature with pen on paper reveal such a mind. Remember your seventeenth birthday, I say to you, when 18th birthday, I will be by your side to accompany you grow up, even if we separated the two. The truth is, I was only here, in a place so far away from you, silently write down on paper for your blessings. In fact, I do not know, I was, in the end there is no trace of a small Jour like the same feeling sad, but there is a feeling that it is so clear that I very clearly, that you finally grow up brought indescribable joy. ¬

　　Eighteen, and as I told you might say, "eighteen" and "Ferris wheel", as itself and no special meaning, but with people attached to their sustenance on, became sense extraordinary. ¬

　　Old woman, a lot of people say that ten years is considered a very precious friend, and we do, there are seven years together, seven friends, it should be regarded as commendable, had a lot to think about for a playmate, lopsided, and we but it has gone down. Recall that many times the story of our past, but also a lot of lack of time finishing off "event record", but still somewhat difficult to forget the past, would like to share one together. ¬

　　The first attempt to write together, not to be called essay chapters, with our tender, simple text, write out our young publicity. ¬

　　The first sing to you, you are to face not his ears, but those who are not able to tell me to do, but also to improve the sound. ¬

　　The first time I heard you say to me we must work together, has been going down, high school, university, we have to always be so good, not separation. ¬

　　The first time you and your friends encounter little trouble, I think the idea came together, but after all the ideas have been denied, I just suggest you pray, the result is really all right. ¬

　　The first cry for you, the day you leave the class, I closed all of his heart, would not let anyone near, fear anyone, suddenly one day replace your special place in my heart piece. ¬

　　The first write to your text, it is beginning to grow their own witness, is outside the window shade, tree mottled. ¬

　　The first time that old old single vehicle you come home, that I rode more slowly than usual, fear this time, it was so gone. ¬

　　First because love small failure by you laugh, but also your home, use it to your lovely spoon and eat your little dumpling sodden. ¬

　　The first time because you do not understand the words, unreasonable to fault fall on me, let me so lost. ¬

　　The first time you think you want to go out to see the sunset ever seen, the recent talk about things, talk about the heart, even if finally nothing, or made me feel very happy. ¬

　　The first time you say, party is meaningful for you, you lose, you lose the presence of bonus. So you are no longer at odds, back together, in that cold wind, we close, warm, open pan. ¬

　　The first can not stand you pull off some kind of unreasonable and capricious with your separation, has been a central figure in the event of silence to reconcile. ¬

　　The first so hard for you to prepare a gift ¬, then there will be a far the most to their own satisfaction birthday surprise, although I do not know how you feel Oh. ¬

　　The first time I heard your own time is difficult to say to me in sorrow. Patience to listen, I hope your mood, can therefore getting better. ¬

　　First with you sitting in the lake, you say he has been buried in the depths of the body mood, you listen, also said that he thought, slowly feeling a little relieved. ¬

　　The first initiative was afraid I protect my injuries, although only a simple, humble words, but really feel unique. ¬

　　The first look at you that they want to travel with me, rather than wandering alone. I think I had not been so long since you optimistic about the idea that you have begun to agree with it. ¬

　　The first time you will be gone, I was able to face so lightly, it is that you, taught me to grow. ¬

　　... ¬

　　These are all you gave me, irreplaceable moved bit by bit. So long years, thank you never out of my sight. Let me see, even tired, even sad, your smile is still brilliant. Later in the day, we will gradually move towards the intersection of each other less and less of the world, have time together, perhaps not much. But even so, that point still does not change, that I would never put your mind to leave that position, so any live people in my life alternatives, this place, only you could have been brighter. ¬

　　Those passing dream, let them silently leave, but the future can be clenched, I will fight every effort clenched. Who agreed to leave you moved, as I will let you feel individually. From simple yearning to our wandering in the world, to our walk in oblivion ... and that's probably eighty to send eighteen "rite," and this one will not fade emotion. ¬

　　Really, that passed, I do not want to think too much already. Happiness, pain, are in "the old woman's Box" lock, and that hope, too, will be stored in it, when we re-opened, once again, with that young heart, to feel full of childlike those " Mature Mature "