Step into middle school

We haven’t had time to say goodbye to our childhood, we have already been pushed into the train of youth; we haven’t enjoyed enough of our parents’ arms, but we have no choice but to go to the distant station. A group of ignorant teenagers, with childhood innocence and simplicity, learn the middle-aged old. Use our persistence to write a voice code that only we can decipher in the blue sky!

During this time, we bid farewell to the small country, stepped into the middle school, everything was completely new, and a strange face made people feel helpless and lonely.

Leave the country and step into the middle school. The first thing we saw was the three-year classmates who wanted to get along with each other, and our class teacher. We had military training when we started school, so we came to a "devil coach." Our instructors are different from the instructors in other classes. The instructors in other classes are very strict, and always hold a stick, which makes people "deep and fearful." But our instructors are very humorous and will not beat us.

During the military training, it was very bitter and very tired, but when we thought of the instructors' good for us and the competition, we would train harder.

On the day of the competition, everyone in our class was uneasy, for fear that it would fall to the bottom of the class, but at the end, we were not counting down, and we were among the best. When we heard this message, we couldn’t wait for it. With the warm cheers, the instructors also left us, we all cried, and everyone was saving the instructors. At that time, the instructor said a word to us: "Classmates, you will see me when you are running in the playground next year." In this way, we are separated from the instructors.

Our childhood is a pot of fire, burning fantasy, dispelling loneliness; my childhood is a song, sings life with simple notes; my childhood is a sea, a wave of enthusiasm, lingering in a dream.

First day: bitter memories, Hu Xueyu