Zeng Jin and the future

New things are always unprepared, and some people will accept the new ones. In fact, they can be divided into two categories, one is old and the other is new. In short, it is always dissatisfied with the present, which has created some people's new and old-fashioned, and also created a kind of people who are lingering. The fleeting time unwittingly pushed our unfamiliar children onto the cliff of the third day. Looking back, we seem to have been there yesterday, and only entered the school yesterday. The novels of the past have long been replaced by old ones, but this school, every day left to us is new. Some people say that we like new and old, and it’s not too long to say that it’s not long. It’s not too short. If it’s really that day, how many people will go out of school without stepping back and forth? The time we walked together will become the future. We will drift alone. Although we may forget the name of a certain name, but even if it is just the joy of the past, we will remember it with some heart, maybe one day will remember, or it will I am grateful that we have had such a wonderful time. Regardless of how mad the years are, our group of ignorant children are scattered around the world by the rivers of the years. If you see the familiar school uniform, you may also think about whether you have known someone. We may also miss the school tyrants that have been tested every time, the scum of the exams, the slogans of the exams, the wise men who stand up and export, the literary youth who speak meaningfully, the 2B of the erroneous words Young people... Some people may say that we are lingering, and we are not always full of illusions about the future. Who is not in my heart: "The blood of the school that is buried in my body, I command you as a student. Wake up!" But the imagination is just an imagination. The blood may also say: Tomorrow is new, yesterday is old, and old things don't have to be too careless. Tomorrow's schoolmaster can only be exchanged with today's efforts. Starting from the road of learning slag. Why don't we hope that the future will come soon and we can change what we are now. The new and old alternations are like rain and clouds, fleeting time, squandering the last good times, and when the road is parting, the footprints may make us remember.

Second day: small strawberry