The clock of life ticks every year and every day, and our hearts are very simple. We walked into the gate of high school. At that time, we were shy and ignorant and liked to make some good friends. We listened carefully in class and talked and laughed after class, as if the whole campus echoed with our voices, and time passed day by day.
Senior three, the study task is particularly heavy, the students work together and make progress together. After the college entrance examination, I went on a trip with several classmates. We went to Shanghai. We had a pleasant trip and had a wonderful time together.
Youth is a poem, not so unique. It seems that we are ordinary and profound, and youth is beautiful.