The fall of bauhinia doomed our separation. The sky is still blue, but the campus is slightly deserted. We have left our alma mater, teachers and classmates, leaving only graduation photo's smiling face that is always happy, warm blessings in alumni records and memories that will always be kept in our hearts. I will remember everyone's laughter, I will not forget Mr. Liu's little teachings, and I will deeply remember every scenery on campus. Bauhinia flowers fall and purple petals flutter. It turns out that the campus is so beautiful, but it's a pity that I was only interested in learning and fighting before, and I never paid attention to such beautiful things. Looking back on yesterday, I still remember many happy stories. Six years ago, when I first stepped into the lovely campus, I was actually very nervous. But when I came to the classroom and looked at my separated classmates, my nervousness was like a ray of light smoke, blown away by the breeze, like a mist, evaporated by the sun, replaced by brightness and warmth. I can't forget our happy games on the playground, the fierce competition on the runway, the hard work in the classroom and the fight on the lawn ... This happy story will never be forgotten. In the past six years, we have grown up in these precious six years. We grew up and learned a lot. We know that time is gone forever, and we also know that all good things must come to an end. But now I really feel the taste of parting. Six years ago, we were children who didn't know anything. Now, after six years of study and test, we have really grown up. When we grow up, we have to face many storms and setbacks. When we learn to fall, we get up. When we grow up, we understand that failure is the mother of success. When we grow up, it is common for military strategists to understand victory and defeat. The flood of alumni records suddenly made me feel inexplicably sad. Six years is always reluctant to know how to cherish when I am about to leave. I always hope to stay in primary school again and stay in the sixth grade taught by Teacher Liu. We spent many days in this classroom, but we don't remember it, except that we didn't want to leave ... We didn't know why we should cherish it until we were with more than 20 people in Mr. Liu's class the night before we left, when we were in tears. ..... every bit of six years will be my memory, and I can't forget it ... In fact, I really want to forget this memory that makes people want to cry ... I can't stand it ... Eleven years have passed, and we have learned to be strong and independent. However, the journey of growth is still far away, and the next days need those eyes that refuse to shed tears and that heart that refuses to admit defeat. This summer, we smiled and said goodbye. In fact, graduation is not only an end, but also a new beginning. As long as we smile, we will surely usher in a spring breeze. Come on, my friends! 2. We graduated, and we kept an oath, waiting ... {{I have endless pain and love in my heart {{stubborn me {{but I won't shed a tear {{Laughing and saying that I won't miss you {{It doesn't matter if I leave {{In fact, I am the most injured person {{We are very happy to finally leave the campus we hate {{Oh, I can't bear to part with you {{I graduated with joy and pain {{I can't tell you the taste in my heart {{You-my friend {{We all know best {{I once held hands to see the bird {{I once made a vow of eternal love {{I was angry for a candy ... {{I know it was a mistake {} I know I should put this loss away, but {} We have been here for six years. I still remember we read Long Live Friendship together. I still remember that little hand that talked desperately in class. I still remember us chasing and playing in the corridor. Not anymore. Never again {{I still remember that time when physical education class {{came back, my chair disappeared {{I found your deskmate's chair {{Hehe {{it was unreasonable to take it over {{and I had a fight for it {{Haha ~ {{It's so cute ~ {{Although I can't fight {{I still fought arrogantly because I am the monitor {{Hee hee ~ {} {Let's go {{But this reason doesn't hold {{I still cried in the morning: Well, I still remember that every time I went to physical education class, we were on the swaying swing. We like to swing. Oh, we whisper on the swing. I will remember that the left is blue, the right is green, the left is big and the right is small. Mao Mao (Zhai Daning) likes to sit on a big fruit (Sun Guo). Do you like competing with her for me? Just watching you smile, I silently said, "Oh, my God, see?" Do you have the heart to separate us? "Ha ha, but not now. Never again. Never again. 3. One ... recall ... forget ... that year, that January, that day. Go back in time and go back to the past. Once upon a time, scenes, places, people, simple conversations in the past. A few short sentences are no longer the taste of the past. Once, we had too many things. Once, we couldn't go back. Although it is still the familiar scene, familiar place, familiar characters and familiar dialogue, it feels not long ago. When happiness turns into sadness, when happiness turns into the past, when yellowed photos are thrown into the dustbin, I think we should learn to forget, forget the past, forget the beautiful past, forget the short happiness you gave us, and forget the vows we made. But ... do you really want to forget? Is it really easy to forget? Forget ... it's easy to say, but it's actually hard to do. Maybe we don't want to give up that wonderful memory. Why are we all so mature at this age? Will suffer so many undeserved injuries? Although we will usher in a new life, there may be someone more suitable for me than you, but I would rather not! I just want you to just look at you and smile, lest you ignore me, see me or know me! friends. ? In this world, there are few real friends, especially girls. People intrigue and use each other. Where can I have friends? It's naive, we really don't know the haze. Only when you grow up and experience, can you truly understand that the world is so fickle. Will it just be a fleeting happiness bubble? It's really a bubble. Like the air that my fingertips touch in midsummer. I like listening to your stories about the summer of bubbles. Although I have seen it two or three times, I usually pretend I haven't read it carefully when you tell it. This is the best story in the world. Even when I go home, I will say hehe to my brother and sister, but later. . . Where can I listen to stories? Now I have another tear agent "Pippi Mao Mao". What I miss is that I have ... recalled ... forgotten ... so. We should live for ourselves. Live beautifully! Buy what you like, don't expect others to give it to you. Before you want to eat cookies, put your hand on your stomach and feel the presence of fat. Resolutely don't buy clothes of a larger size, and don't give yourself room for obesity. If you eat it, you will never spit it out again, so think twice before you eat it. So is making friends. Birthday, Christmas, Valentine's Day, remember to buy gifts for yourself. In the morning, Mao Mao tries to make money, not how to save it. Always communicate with good friends, occasionally send short messages to friends who don't contact often, and never find people you don't trust. When you are angry, count to 30 before you get angry, because there are many people who are not worth your anger. Remember your mistakes and try to make up for them, but never blame yourself. Never complain to your former friends, because they will suffer more than you. Get into the habit of keeping a diary, even if it's just a few words. You can disagree, but learn to respect. Remember to smile when you make a phone call, and the other party can hear you. Know the trend, but don't have to follow it. When you can't make a decision, let time help you decide. If you still can't decide, then start. Would rather make mistakes than leave regrets!
Here you are. That should do it. (* _ _ *) Hee hee. ...