At that time, Lucheng was still an old city. From Shijia Road to school, I must pass Wuma Street, the cinema and Jiusan Lake.
I went directly to Jiefang Cinema, and I couldn't express the joy. From a distance, you can see rows of paved concrete steps.
It snowed heavily and no one came. I just stepped on it step by step, jumping back and forth, as if to
Step on all the snow-white steps. There is no doubt that I am late. Teacher Zhang, who teaches politics, said with a smile that she went to bed late.
Right? Sit down! But I haven't played well, and I'm still muttering that class is over. Let's have a snowball fight! Hello, class.
As if we had an appointment, we were suddenly silent and stared at Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang hesitated for a while, dropped the chalk and simply let us
Go downstairs! In an instant, everyone applauded warmly. ......
When I sent my son to school, I sat in the car and recalled the days when I went to school with my son. When I got to school, I urged him to go to the embroidery next door with me.
Take a picture of the mountain park! The son said unmoved, mom, don't be naive! I'm gonna be late. There are many snowy scenes!
I can watch it anytime. ......
N years ago, I was a student. Now, I have a son of 15 years old, and the happiness of snowing is undoubtedly negative for him.
The heavy study has diluted, and in a trance, I vaguely miss that happy self.
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