Guo, Class 16, No.14 Middle School, Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province.
Look at our innocent smiles when we were very young. We found the rainbow after a heavy rain in the afternoon, and we had a good dream all night. In the summer of that year, the gust of wind still lived in the photo, enjoying every pass and smiling forward. ...
The famous saying of our class: Learn to smile, and have a little spirit of Ah Q in everything-OK.
I still clearly remember the first day when I stepped into the middle school, and my mood was like the sun today-a new life, a new beginning, and everything was new. I think there must be a beautiful smile on my face. With light steps, I entered Class Three, Grade One-everyone was fine soon after I entered middle school. At that time, all I knew was to study hard. Indeed, I don't know what else to do except reading.
The first semester was "quiet"-at most, it was wc's turn, adding a little color to the plain-this 1.83-meter man was a brilliant student-just with a baby face, otherwise there would be many admirers!
The famous saying of our class: After the storm (800 meters), I found life so beautiful! -bag
The days passed quickly, and it was the first half of the second day of junior high school in a blink of an eye.
Everyone began to be active, and the classroom was full of energy. After lunch at noon, the classroom was empty, boys played basketball, and we girls sat on the steps in front of the library, watching the swaying jumping figure in front of us, humming a nice tune gently. I still remember the tacit understanding when we sang "Don't cry at seventeen" ...
Teachers often frown and sigh: You students are so active. Look at other people's classes ... and then we will smile at each other and spit out our tongues.
At the sports meeting, each of us will shout for the participating students, and the excitement and excitement can't be suppressed-from the heart! So Xiao Ye always said later, I don't know if I will shout for such a strange group in the future. I'm Zheng, that's right ...
Bao Xiao and I finally sat together. Bao Xiao is very clever-he can learn geography and nature, which are the biggest headaches for girls, and make boys envy him! I joked that I felt a little inferior. However, our passion for painting, surfing the Internet, sleeping and exercising makes us good friends who talk about everything. Bao Xiao once thought that we were a cloned family-parents' educational methods and learning requirements were strikingly similar.
We had a conversation. If you want to talk in class, write a sentence on it. Many times, it's just a kind of truth, a kind of catharsis.
There is also our "class diary"-the handwriting of every classmate is written on it, crooked and graceful. There are our comments on teachers, our dissatisfaction and complaints about exams, and our beautiful longing for tomorrow: I wore "rogue pants" for the first time; Kangaroo (Chinese teacher) quotations; The war of words between yellow croaker and Xiao Ye ...
Our class's famous saying: trust intuition and let nature take its course, but sometimes it depends on people's efforts-Mary.
The second day passed slowly, relaxed and busy, but orderly. Although we started the monthly exam-which made everyone a little scared and worried, we survived after all. At this time, I am very happy in our class-even if there will be a headache math exam in the afternoon, we will still get together at noon to talk about pop songs and entertainment news. ...
There is an important thing to mention in the second day of junior high school-the spring outing on April 14. We looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally passed the exam for a week. Seeing that victory was just around the corner, I didn't expect it to rain cats and dogs the day before the spring outing. So, we quickly painted sunny dolls-secretly praying for a bright sun tomorrow, but when our respectable Miss Liu saw it, the little dolls were forced to "be laid off"-the next day, it was rainy again!
We went back to the classroom, turned our grief into strength, and played table by table: playing chess, playing poker, listening to music and chatting-in a blink of an eye, we were alive and kicking again! Perhaps, this is us, and we will face every sudden problem with a smile. Although it is still raining outside the window, it is already sunny in the classroom! !
The famous saying of our class: study hard is the most important thing! -fish
Exams are more and more frequent, homework is more and more mountainous, eyes are getting closer and closer, and sleep is getting less and less-just when the Class Diary has just consumed half of its life, the third grade unconsciously stood in front of it, and the bell for the senior high school entrance examination has already rung.
The teacher's mouth is full of "You have to work hard" and "At that time, you didn't even have a promise …" At this time, the class was very quiet. The challenge of life begins!
After a period of tension, we can't stand it any longer. At noon, we girls sit around the playground and chat, occasionally sneaking out to buy cold drinks. At this time, Fish and Xiao Ye will perform a song "Double Spring", which will make people laugh, and the troubles in the morning and the exams in the afternoon will be temporarily forgotten. ...
The famous saying of our class: Friends will stay together all their lives, but those days are gone-Xiao Ye.
When I am most nervous, Xiao and I will ride to school together and run the stairs out of breath in order to catch up with the morning self-study. Every day after school, we will sit in a fast food restaurant and drink bubble tea together; Sometimes, we will have a rest-Xiao Ye sits behind my bike, and we will visit the West Lake, climb lonely mountains and stroll the streets together. I asked her in the back of the car: Will you still think of this many years later? Xiao Ye must nod. I smiled.
I learned to listen to the radio program on time at 10: 00 in the evening, and chatted with Xiao Ye the next day. I was moved by a sentence for a long time. I also tried to go to the university classroom for self-study at night-with Xiao Ye, and then lie on the playground and count the stars in the sky, telling the secrets in my heart ... The wind at night is very comfortable and gently caresses our faces.
Students in the class began to send out, and there were several articles to write every day. At this time, we feel that everything is in silence, and there are too many feelings and experiences that this small piece of paper can't bear! However, everyone is very serious.
In the last few monthly exams, everyone worked hard-this is the final sprint after all!
Students who did not take the high school exam left one after another. When we stood together to shoot graduation photo, it was not a complete Class 3, Grade 3. I'm a little sad, I'm sure everyone is. Everyone dressed beautifully for the last spring outing, perhaps to keep this happy time!
The senior high school entrance examination came like this-everyone was very calm in those days.
Originally, we agreed to go to Mount Tai to watch the sunrise after the exam, but later we just went to Jiuxi for a day and left because it was boring. Yeah, what happened to that feeling before?
Where did the kite in the sky go? It was gone in the blink of an eye. Where have we been before? It's so far away that I forgot ... tears just fell.
Xiao Ye left, and later she wrote in her letter: In those simple days, every day was like a movie, with a director and an audience, and memories were the way to play; I want to know who is the next person to accompany you, whether to drink bubble tea with you like me, or to take a chance on your bike; Will you walk into the path that only the two of us know and climb the mountain together? Or occasionally talk about me, a timid and noisy girl, and everything we have ... waiting every day, one day you will come back. I always feel that as soon as the door opens, you just stand outside. I was thinking about your life. Your appearance has not changed. Life is still very comfortable, with dreams and a future. ...
I was amazed at her writing, so real that I hid under the covers and cried secretly for several nights. ...
When I hit the keyboard, I heard Xiaomei's "gentle hand": after many years, after many years, maybe the pain will stop, and then we have lost contact; Maybe you, maybe I, are still blowing the same gust of wind in different corners. ...
Her sadness and a little hoarse voice filled the room and she was dying in the air. ...