Never lost memories

In everyone's mind, there is a memory that will not be consumed, no matter how rushed.

The Buddha said that hundreds of times in the past life can be exchanged for the shoulders of this world. It’s my last life, or hundreds of millions of times, let me meet you and have a common memory with you.

I am very fortunate to have entered the Bayi class and met you, Teacher Yang, and the lovely classmates.

I remember that, after a midterm exam, we won again. We are all immersed in joy, and the students seem to be hot and hit the iron, asking the teacher a request: the whole class goes to the spring tour together. However, this made our teacher a little bit annoyed because the principal said that he could not take the students out privately. But the teacher couldn't stand our soft and hard foam, and finally promised to take it out for a spring tour.

The language teacher helps us find a travel agency after preparing for class. The class teacher is also very embarrassed to emphasize security issues. We finally set off on that day and went to Lushan.

I remember that on the way to the Lushan Mountain by car, the students kept their heads and hands open to the window, shouting loudly, and greeted the peasant uncle, and thanked the uncles for not treating us as a neuropathy. We responded. The teacher kept saying in the car, "Don't put your head out of the car." However, the students who were usually obedient "rebelled", as if they didn't hear it, the teacher shook his head and smiled. But when it was about to pass through a tunnel, the teacher seemed to be worried. With a horn, "Take your head in, you have to cross the tunnel, come in quickly." The teacher's tone was a little angry, and the students purposely put their heads and hands in. Still talking and laughing, the window closed, and the teacher exhaled a long breath.

Finally, I arrived at the foot of Lushan Mountain, looked up at the mountains, the blue sky and the white clouds walked the symphony, and our mood also flew.

After the teacher handed in the ticket, we swarmed in and started climbing.

The road in the previous paragraph, each of us has two eyes shining, from time to time on the tree next to the stone, please take pictures of the students. Some of them took the teacher, and the photo of "咔嚓" took a smile. With the fluttering laughter, we got to the middle of the mountain and some tired. The teacher found a flat grass, came to a group photo of the whole class, and then began to eat in groups of three and five. There are many pine trees next to them, all like a small umbrella, leaving us a shade.

We were in a group, we found a big tree and sat down below. A classmate laid the coat unselfishly underneath. We poured out the snacks in the bag, and all the "哗" ones began to enjoy. We didn't share each other, we wanted to eat what, and the teacher came to us." "Rice", eating and rushing, and people continue to take care of our "squat". After a few minutes, we finally started eating a new journey.

After going down the mountain, on a meadow, the show began. The classmates did not hesitate to sing loudly with their microphones. Some classmates ran on the playground, holding kites and spreading laughter. The classmates’ mood is like a kite, and they fly into the air with joy.

This spring tour gave me unparalleled happiness. That smile, that song, is a memory that I can never wear out.

Third day: Wen Ke