Memories

Somehow, my heart feels so cold and cold.

I stood alone on the balcony of the school and looked at the school next door I had only stayed for a year. I couldn't help but have a chill.

Although I am still in a class with my good friend Wang Mingzhu, although there are many classmates I know in that class, what good is this? I am still very lonely, I will still think of us in the sixth grade. Probably people are like this. Only when they are lost will they regret it. When I was in the sixth grade, I thought about my alma mater; now I want my 'sixth grade'. I think the teacher Chen, who I once regarded her as the 'second mother', thinks about the 51 students and thinks about the school I have only been waiting for for a year. Because I arrived at this school, I realized that time can really forget everything.

People say that the campus is wonderful. In my opinion, the campus is a devil. It not only took our time, but also took away our friendship.

I am obviously lonely when I enter the country. When I saw the students at the next school playing billiards, I was thinking: Don't look at them so well now, they may not know, time will fade them. Some people say that friendship is a tree, the back we rely on. However, after the passage of time, the big tree also collapsed. I often think: The tree of 'friendship' between me and Wang Mingzhu will also collapse. I am scared because I don't want to lose my friendship.

In this way, I stood silently standing, watching the North Yan return, listening to the sound of the fallen leaves, I could not help but nose, squinted and ran back to the classroom.

First day: Xu Yangyang