You can never tell how time flies before you meet your old friends or old classmates,say high school classmates.At that moment those vivid scenes flash through your mind.Once we laughed together,but sometimes we cried even though there were no people knowing it.For the most time,we were helped and also helped others. Like the moon waxes and wanes life is full of uncertainties.we meet some people then we are apart.some day we would meet again then be apart again.

     It likes a dream when I met my high school classmates yesterday. we seldom contact each other,no phone call,no email,no other ways.we have different living circles and we are living in our own ways. the school memory we share is called history.But when we met again we came back to four years ago.the difference is that we have much more things to talk about and share.it is an exciting thing to meet old acquaintances.all of us has changed,no matter internal or external.but at this moment everyone are sincere like four years ago.some misteries have the final answers so that we will no longer wonder about them;some misunderstandings are also solved so that people involved will never blame someone or feel guilt to someone;some stories end at this party,at the same time,some new stories just begin.we could laugh at someone’s funny experience freely.we could talk about affection and uncouver gossips.it is so easy to face those lovely guys.

      But to the happy happy, I think we all feel the presure to fight for the more beautiful future.In the past few years,we all payed a lot and achieved a lot.we all have dreams and work hard for them. maybe we compare our dream with others’ then we make some adjustment.when we were in high school we competed with someone.no one want to be a loser.no matter which university we are in we never forget our dreams.I would rather say it is a kind of courage than say it is pressure.after chatting with them I found what I payed is not enough.I always think that I am a person who aspires to advancement.now I realize that I can be more blod and brave.sometimes I am a litte conservertive.I often hold the view that I am not this kind of person or that kind of peison.but the fact is that if I am willing I could also do it well.I am confident but not enough.I often fear that I couldn’t do something well and often admire those who could do it well.

      The other thing I have learnd from yeaterday’s meeting is that I should stay clam and serene.life is a long long story.I want to finish it slowly with an happy ending.