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In fact, it’s good to have you.


When I first came here, I was somewhat reluctant. My parents spent a lot of money to come here to study. This school can be said to be the goal of many people. I can sit here and study. It is really great for me. with pleasure. At first, I didn't think so. What I thought was that there were countless exams, rankings, and people around me looked at each other with a slightly ridiculous look. I was scared. I didn't dare to associate with people, afraid they would say Some words that deeply hurt my heart. Without friends, only my parents’ sighs and countless red forks accompanied me. I almost collapsed during that time. Later, the exams became commonplace and I got used to it. But still very lonely, looking up at the sky, why should I come here? Not happy at all. Until one day, at this school I found someone who gave me hope. His appearance changed my life. She accompanied me when I was sad, comforted me when I sigh, and accompanied me when I was happy. Laugh, she once said that she can't do anything for me. She can only be with me and accompany me to bear everything, so that I don't have to look at the sky alone.

Since then, I have changed, and I have changed back to the lively, cute, cheerful and laughing girl. I gradually opened my heart and re-integrated into this big family. I fell in love with this school and fell in love with this simple madman. I fell in love with their simple, they lighted me with the purest smile. life. Really - I fell in love with you. Some people say that school is a tangled place. You often complain about it in your heart, but you are not allowed to complain. This is true. In my blink of an eye, I have spent two years in this school, and I will leave it in another year. Looking at the real thing I love, the red experimental building is like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes, but still kind and kind. He constantly waved at me, and I smiled. You care so much about loving us, we are afraid that we will not be reluctant to leave, we will not be as calm as the students of the third grade, I will not be like a brother who is good at saying goodbye to the teacher, I will not be like a school sister. I smiled and went to see the 130-year-old man, stopped and looked back at the place where I lived for three years. I can’t bear the tall teaching building. I can’t bear the cold lab building. I can’t bear the railing. In the commissary, I don’t want to make the head of the hole in the garden. I can’t bear the teacher’s criticism of my words in the classroom. It seems so kind. I am reluctant to be the pride of a student in this school. I am reluctant to wear the real uniform to walk on the street. I can’t bear the realism that I am proud of. I can’t bear the simple smiles. I can't bear everything...

Everything is like a dream, the dream is to wake up, only to find that the heart is so painful, look at the few drops of tears on the pillow, this is not a dream, have to leave, no, in fact, I left here It takes more than three years to step, and more time... High school, waiting for me.

Shanxi Province Experimental Primary School, Xinghualing District, Taiyuan, Shanxi, China

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