Separated

a school, a class, a group

Later, on an exam, we were scattered.

Silly, sobbing

Silent, tears fell

The road is far, the dream is near

We are all running for things.

The wind blew, the heart moved

I left, I cried.

Those have become memories

Are you gone, waved?

Blurred, the road is far

Are the blessings still followed?

On the day of the military training, fat was next to me. We started talking about the sky. I accompanied her to the toilet. The result was that I went to the men’s room. Fortunately, there were people.

Military training, everyone crying in the bedroom every day, comforting each other, Chen Ming also gave each girl a nickname, because because of the nickname, I and Wang Yuru are not noisy, let me realize that she is such a friend.

The military training is coming to an end. I will have this song without a period of rehearsal, but I don’t know. This is the beginning of our friendship.

The military training was over. At first, the instructors who were hated by everyone were suddenly reluctant.

After school, we spoke around the teacher, met a lot of people, and told ghost stories in the bedroom at night, making it tonight.

We are rebellious, and we are becoming more and more disobedient and do not know how to cherish.

I didn’t listen to the teacher’s words, Qi Liuhai, non-mainstream, decadent.

Finally, the math teacher left, and a new teacher came. She taught us English.

We were obedient for a short time and started to work with the teacher.

Finally, she also left, we began to realize what, huh, huh.

However, no matter what we are rebellious, the constant is to love the hearts of teachers.

I know that in the eyes of other teachers, our class will always be out of control. Whoever takes over the class will be unlucky, but have they really tried it? We are the teacher, right?

One day, we will be strong enough that they can't predict.

At Christmas, everyone sets up a bedroom and squats at night.

I still remember that I was at the same table with Wang Hao. We both liked him if I liked the SpongeBob. I finally cried, and I ignored him all day. Now think about it.

Our girls are crazy in the bedroom, and there is a pack of instant noodles or spicy strips.

On New Year's Day, 18 girls danced together in the south, jumping jazz, dancing hip-hop, singing, eating, and being happy.

In the early summer, everyone is busy. It seems that I don't want to think so much and study hard. Although, sometimes we are naughty and the teachers can't stand it.

Later, we said that a good promise of a lifetime has not been realized. An exam, the test was scattered, and the test was gone.

Li Yilin, Wang Yijing, Zhang Jingyu, Yang Yang, Chen Ming, Sui Yege, Wang Ziming. A lot of people, they are gone

We began to cherish and recall.

But it’s all late.

What I can't put down is not just memories, but also you, regardless of boys and girls, and teachers, the big ears are like a good confrontation. Friendship is really a strange thing.

Will the scene of the summer be repeated again? Still the group, or the classroom.

I really want to wake up now, I said to the white girl at the same table, I have made a long, long dream.

But no matter how long, no matter where.

Remember to take care of yourself.

In fact, I have been there all the time.

Yingying, stay.

Second day: Wang Yingying