Recalling the campus I entered when I first entered school, I was presented with a teaching building and strange faces, as well as a lonely and vacant me who was afraid of the dark and eating.
In a blink of an eye, I entered the third grade.
Grade three is a heavy pressure. Without the laughter of the past, I bid farewell to the thoughts in front of the horses and chariots, and lost my leisure time during the holiday to pay attention to the beautiful snow scene that is rare outside. I was lazy in the morning, but now I look refreshed. I don't think I am a child anymore, but I am mature and sensible. Fantastic childhood has long passed, and this year is the first turning point in our life in youth as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade. In the face of all this, I can only comfort myself by studying hard and working hard.
The third grade is an endless effort. We are faced with a choice and must give up something. Needless to say, sweet music and beautiful prose, not to mention attractive novels, can no longer hold a Dream of Red Mansions. After school, I often fantasize about my bright future with my chin cupped. I also know that if you don't work hard, don't sweat, and wait for death, it will only become an unrealistic dream forever. So we must pay for our dreams!
The third grade is a silent maturity. I have more stringent requirements for myself, more confidence in the rugged journey and more courage to bear the sudden wind and rain. Aggressive and hard-working, this is the most profound lesson that the third grade gave us the first choice in life, and it also made me deeply realize the taste of growth in the process of trying to realize my dream.
The third day is a cup of fragrant tea. The entrance may be bitter, but if you taste it carefully, you will find it is sweet. Grade three is an unfulfilled dream. Once you work hard, you will find that your dream is actually only one step away from reality. Because, entering the third grade is a colorful day.
The iron camp and the floating soldiers entered the third grade, which also showed that it was time to break up and leave. Think about where we will be and where we will be in a year. Maybe some students will go deep into the society, maybe some students will continue their advanced studies in high school ... After one year, how will we say goodbye, but we must never shout out weakness and strength, let us slowly loosen our tight hands and say "goodbye!" No matter whether Mo Wen is well after separation, I only wish happiness and happiness to be with you. No matter where you are, please remember that there is a girl silently blessing you in this corner of the sky. Let's meet again next time! "I left gently, just as I came gently, waving my sleeves and not taking away a cloud."
The same sky, the same environment, the same face, but I believe there will be different us. Time cannot be repeated or regressed, so let's live in the present most meaningfully and strive for the sun of tomorrow! Because we don't want tears of regret, don't cry sadly, and don't walk through this life in ignorance! Let's work together now and move forward together! Let's cheer together, jump together and remember us now! "I know I can, so do it!"
Oh, grade three, it was a wonderful grade three, a colorful grade three.