The same once, constant of friendship
Everyone has a memory, or sweet, or sad, or dull, or happiness. But the main character in the story is ever of the us. Do you still remember the years we have just entered the scene when primary school? Remember the first time you class feelings? Blink, has six years on, you may have to forget these, but I believe, the six years of primary school life must be good, happy.

I still remember grade three of the time, you new here. The face of the flush let I see your shy. At that time, because you may be new students and not familiar, appear more formal. You are like the next term was a changed man, completely let go, you start and teacher bicker, began to don't want to do homework. You said, you would not difficult math problem, in fact I know, you're not won't, but don't want to do.

You always love to play, to hear concerts. There's even a times to see the concert, specially to please leave to see. Actually when that, I don't understand why concerts must see. Maybe, is really do not feel like it.

Remember when you five years, sick, but still come to school. Math class, you as abnormal, lovely. I think that, you know....... However, when I ask you, class but you said to me: "do you think I want to do? I that is ill well." Until then, I just know you sick. I ask you, why even come to school today. You said, because we have, so even if this is also going to school. I listen to the very is touched. I never listen to you mentioned you again to come to our school students, maybe before you really too have individual character, let a person can not accept it. But, from now on, I accompany you.

You're watching video. Have a singing competition, we all thought that you must be sewn, champions. Looking at you came on, we are very happy. But after you sing, I knew, no hope. Because in the climax several sound low. The final result, just what I expected, you can't get champion. You is very sad and says: "early know last night he watch video see morning." I said, you even the national competition with the first prize, but soon the match what care.

You no longer cry, but I know, you still sad. I no longer say, just accompany you walk quietly down. Write here, suddenly don't know how to write on, maybe it as you say, the past is often not once. The interpretation

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