Remembrance time

The place was revisited, and the dusty memories rose again. The old school does not have the spaciousness and style of the new school. The new school is a beautiful lady, and the old school is more like an ordinary, knowledgeable old man. Looking at the blink of an eye, the old school has been dismantled and left, only the doorway, the few gold characters, telling the fact that it is old, although the past is no longer, but the glory is not old. Reminiscing about time, chasing a child who has just entered the country, and who is in a state of sorrow, grows up under the care of the old school mother; recalls the time, the naughty, self-willed, tempered children, learn to grow under the care of the old school mother Recalling the time, reminiscing the floor that I personally wiped, I learned to love the work under the care of the old school mother; recalling the reading sounds of the Lang Lang, the laughter that broke out from time to time, under the care of the old school mother, I learned Looking for happiness. I am grateful to the old school, to those who are old school, those things, those who are studying with me, the students who are more than heart, the tireless teachers, the parents who have been with us all day and night, everything is also I can't express my love, only the tall, tall and straight trees, spring, summer, autumn and winter. Recalling time, let the good forever.

Third day: Wang Yun