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21.09.2019 04:18
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You know, you love, flowers work hard. You don't know, you hate it, and the flowers work hard. -- Inscribed this New Year, I deliberately went back to my alma mater. Sitting in the car, I looked at the scene outside the car in a daze, and my mind appeared in my mind: I happily carried my schoolbag to school every day Cheap Cigarettes, met my classmates on the road, knocked him, and pretended to be nothing. , walking in a serious manner. When he turned his head and looked at himself Newport 100S, he couldn��t help but smile, but he went to school with him and chased me Carton Of Cigarettes. When I was in class, I always looked at the watch from time to time. I thought, hurry to class, I am rushing. Go to the canteen to buy a popsicle, and watch the "Dragon Ball" while eating, or a few people, play the game of "cat catching mice", or take out the already prepared pictures. . . . . . It was not until the teacher called his name that he found out that he was still in class, and he was panicked. Fortunately, I knew the answer at the same table. I came to a trick, "Sorry, not a thousand miles, just a few tens of centimeters." I was lucky enough to escape. In return, I would like to ask him to eat a popsicle, or deliberately lose a few pictures to him, or let him be a "mouse" and do it himself. "The cat thinks like this, and the car has arrived. Come down from the car. There are both joys and uneasiness in my heart. What will happen to my alma mater that I have not seen for many years? I walked on the road I walked through when I was a child. Although the surrounding scenery did not change much, my heart was already gone. The feeling finally came to my alma mater - this school that left me almost all my childhood memories, which taught me a school for six years. I have clearly felt the cruelty and change of a certain age from her face. The teaching building is even more ruined. The walls are engraved with dense text. Only those cypresses and used desks that are already high above me have a warmth in my heart. I walked into the classroom and looked at the wall. The words, listening to the sound of firecrackers outside the window, I can't say anything in my heart. Going to the table and sitting down, I like to go back to the past. I suddenly saw two extremely unsightly words on the table: open-minded. My thoughts are flying Memory is in the search, I finally understand that it is my six years of summing up and thinking. I understand that in this New Year's day, I should be happy! But there is a little bit of sadness in my heart, and friends with friends. The communication with the parents, the exchanges, and the agreement with myself, made my heart suddenly heavy. "Helplessly being bound by some fame, but helplessly delayed by his feelings, but unfortunately the wind is always idle. At the beginning, I stayed at the Chinese language, but now I am mistaken for my "open-minded" in Qinlou. Is that what I once understood as throwing all the harmful things into the deep valley and then walking on Kangzhuang Avenue? I know, I found it when I touched the word "open-minded". |
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