that's nice!

that's nice! Quietly, the dim stars, the cool breeze, the clouds, you can't help but think. Listening to the sound of fallen leaves, I recalled the scene when I asked the first classmates. "Is the military training tired?" "Of course tired!" But although all the people said that the military training was very tired, you still have a hard time Tired life is full of expectation, isn't it? "She is blushing, "Yes!", yeah, I also walked into the school with the same shackles as they did, and started a name that could not be called. Journey, oh, in the night of this bitter rain, the pen is in the palm of your hand, in the darkness, the singing voice, the strong slogan, the vigorous pace, and the memories of the clearing are a bit more. The memories are so good! Looking at the trajectory of the wind, I had to turn around. The first day passed, holding a golden certificate and looking at all the classmates. I saw my eyes in their clear eyes. I told myself proudly. A year of hard work, hard and bitter; a year's time, smooth and tortuous; a year of growth, beautiful and bitter. But I never regret it. I opened my eyes and let the autumn wind dance with the memory. The youthful life sang hope. God, thank you for giving me a bright life. I am very good, I believe tomorrow will be even better! Thoughts can only be swayed in the heart, such a night, so peaceful, so quiet. It’s good to have no regrets! I felt the fuzzy petals of the texture. I never thought that my eyes were blurred. I only remembered reading a name "Wang Haiping" when I presented the award this afternoon. The two students I was in were all looking around and standing up. "Where? Where? What? I heard the name of Teacher Wang!” I couldn’t help but get a panic acid, so stupid, so naive, how could Teacher Wang be here? We didn’t have a pair of 53 eyes to reach her through the wall, and could not help but sigh. It’s good to miss! Oh! What is the intriguing night of no moon? Separated by the stratus, there is a clear light. I want to stretch my trembling hands in the night, bathe in the nectar of knowledge, start to fight, start to grow, and the dream of youth re-emerges fragrance. I shouted in my heart. "Good! "The eyes of my thoughts saw a golden sea, that is the ordinary pool water that shines in the sunset, ah! The memories are so good, no regrets are good, misses are good, living is good! The past time is so good! The latitude and longitude of the time has also been woven on the current silk, so good!

Shanxi Lingshi No. 4 Middle School: Rural Dream