-written on the occasion of leaving the alma mater.
The same story is repeated at this time and place every year.
After three years of high school study and two days of college entrance examination, I dragged some heavy luggage and footsteps, dragged a long memory to give up, bid farewell to my alma mater, and headed for the next post of my life-college life.
Time is like a river flowing through my palm. I felt something, but I couldn't catch its footsteps. Only the impressions and traces in memory can turn back time. Looking back suddenly, the first meeting with the affiliated middle school seems to be yesterday.
Three years ago, I followed my parents to the attached middle school. I saw my name and class on the freshman register posted on the corridor wall on the first floor of the teaching building. I still remember that my parents' happy smiles collided with my deer. At that moment, I knew that I would spend the flower season in this campus, walk through the rainy season and cross the gate of adults. In all the memories of youth, the attached middle school must be the light that will never fade after being washed away by time in the story.
We just entered the attached middle school from the countryside, young and naughty, naive and rebellious. The affiliated middle school is like a well-meaning elder who has taught us to think and take the initiative with persistent patience and care. In class, teachers repeatedly ask for "active questions", and sometimes laugh at us for "a rotten wood cannot be carved", but at the same time they answer many questions patiently and meticulously. These two important qualities are deeply buried in our hearts day after day, and unconsciously take root and sprout, which becomes a conditioned reflex when we study.
Soon after the start of school, I became close to my teachers and classmates, chatted with them about the past and present, and exchanged discussions and contradictions with them. Under the guidance of the teachers of our alma mater, we have accumulated a little bit of learning and merged it into an ocean of knowledge; We started from the rugged terrain, and finally we can climb high and overlook. In the days when I get along with my classmates day and night, my classmates' character is like a painting in an art class. Some are elegant and quiet as sketches, some are lively and generous as gouache, some are sensitive and clever, and some are laughing and cursing as paints ... Our alma mater has given us our own stage and let us bloom brilliantly.
The most unforgettable thing is the bricks, tiles, grass and trees of my alma mater. Every evening or weekend, I always like to wander around the campus alone. The roads in the campus extend in all directions, connecting the main buildings of the school with the activity space: Sixian Square with huge embossed walls, magnificent teaching building, endless track and field, basketball court surrounded by green trees, elegant and quiet library, advanced experimental building, unique canteen and lively apartment for boys and girls after school. Campus lush vegetation, four seasons like spring. I still remember walking around the campus for the first time, as if I were in a forest park far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Nature soothed and nourished my soul, and gradually made me understand that the natural environment and humanistic atmosphere of my alma mater were fertile ground for my spiritual growth.
My alma mater is the place where I grew up and concentrated my feelings in high school for three years. In retrospect, it seems that I can still see the scene of rushing into the classroom with my classmates during class and lying on the railing of the corridor to watch the scenery or chat together after class. I can still hear the sound of reading in my ears. Yes, the sound of reading is familiar and constant, but the students in the campus and classroom have changed one crop after another in these three years, and now we are no longer sitting in the original classroom.
In my high school diary, I wrote down a list of a large number of outstanding alumni who have come out from here since my alma mater was founded: Academician of Chinese Academy of Sciences, Professor Tsinghua University, and doctoral supervisor Fang Daining; Huang Hao, Professor and Doctoral Supervisor of Nanjing University; Vice Minister of Education, Professor of National Defense University, Major General; Cai, Ph.D., Marine Biology, Xiamen University; Xue Hanzhe, the female anchor of Southeast Satellite TV, is a famous TV presenter ... They are the glory and pride of my alma mater, the benchmark of my future life, and the eternal idol in my heart.
Although three years of high school passed quickly, I kept my most precious memories of youth. I hope it can always be placed in that position, just like I have been sitting on a desk and chair in the classroom for three years. If one day, I find myself lost in traffic and neon lights, but I want to move forward but I lose my way, but I want to return to my heart but I have nowhere to put it. I think I should think of this campus, my alma mater, the wind that passed through the hall that summer and the continuous rain that spring.