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Today, October 3, a difficult sunny day.

But the moment when the day and the night alternate, maybe the sky at that time is the most beautiful.

When the sky was completely dark, I suggested with my mother, I want to go out alone, my mother promised, and there was a smirk on my mouth.

Maybe it's a conditioned reflex. When I go out, I go to the school's small country.

Going in from the door of the country - because the ministry does not belong to me - I admit, I just go back and see.

Along the way, I followed the familiar road, and I kept walking.

A person feels so good. The lively campus of the past was only me and my shadow walking in it. Listening to the quiet piano music, or mysterious or sad, in the ear, it is a perfect match for this scene.

Autumn is here.

The cool breeze passes through the body, and that feeling is enough to know that autumn is here.

There are also fallen leaves of phoenix trees on the ground. It seems that the atmosphere of autumn has also been added a strong stroke.

The cumbersome mood during the day is far away in the loneliness of the moment.

"Pure, the first day can't be as confused as the national one!"

"Pure, learn more, read a book!"

"Pure, at this time, the middle school is to lay the foundation for high school, high school is to lay the foundation for the university..."

"Pure..."

I jerked back.

Illusion is definitely an illusion.

Some kind of sound disappeared without a trace when I turned back.

Only the street tree has a long shadow in the light. I hid in the shadow like a child, and then I saw my shadow and the shadow of the street tree coincide.

Looking at it, many shadows are connected together, so long and long, it seems that they can't finish.

Unconsciously, I have already reached the playground of the National Small Department.

No one is empty. Everything is like a sleeping child.

At this time, the sky is starry, I can't help but walk into the small playground and enjoy the gifts that nature has brought to me.

"Dao Chun, come, sit on the grass, the teacher will take a photo of you, graduate, but think about me!"

"Yes, teacher! I will always remember you!"

When I said this, I clearly remembered that the nose was obviously sour. Li Daochun of the sixth grade did not know that he was about to graduate.

However, when she left the last touch of the national hourlight on the small playground, the cruel reality forced her to understand that she had graduated.

"x, pass!"

Then a person's goal attracted many people's cheers.

"Three-pointer, good!"

"The next time you can't be occupied by the basketball court, you must come early!"

A sycamore leaf fell lightly on my shoulder and then fell silently on the ground.

I looked at the silent basketball court at this time and seemed to find the memory I was looking for. And the falling leaves of the phoenix tree seem to remind me - it's time to come back.

Once a group of boys played basketball, I don’t know where to escape. I finally understood why the boys who used to be so many in the past always go to the small playground to play basketball. Originally, I just wanted to go home and see. Just for this humble desire.

I sat quietly on the swing, and I was swaying by myself. Listening carefully to the swinging "吱-吱-" sound on the swing, I imagined that one day, my good sister was pushing me, the skirt was lightly dancing. In the air, the hair is flying and the smile is blooming.

And this last swing is like shaking the pulse of time, sunny, cloudy, rainy days, countless days and nights like this with a perfect arc, passing.

Don't miss anything, I tell myself that I shouldn't stay here for too long.

Get up and walk forward.

Always, go forward, never look back.

Nanshi Fuzhong Jiangning Branch School One: Little Dot Pure

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