After eight days

After eight days, I am going to be a third-year student. Maybe this identity will give me a hint of pride. Because I am going to be one of the oldest students in my school, I will be envious of my brothers and sisters in the 7th and 8th grades on campus. These are all worthy of my happiness!

After eight days, I will understand what the third day I am expecting in my heart. After eight days, I will know the further requirements of the teachers. After eight days, I can see my classmates who have spent two years together.

Maybe after eight days, I will understand that the third day I am looking forward to is so hard, there are endless homework every day, there are endless embarrassments, and there are endless test papers. But I will still be brave to face!

The second day: clothing month