Goodbye second class

When pushing the door of the classroom again

I don’t see the brothers and sisters who laughed together with you.

What is the feeling in my heart?

I still remember the person who stood in front of the gate when he arrived at 7 o'clock.

I still remember the noisy classroom during my self-study, and I laughed casually.

I still remember the teacher’s lecture on the podium, the friction of the chalk.

I still remember the light music in the afternoon, the English song, as if I could not finish the homework.

I used to disagree.

When I came back, I remembered the fragmentary memory of that period and finally understood the treasure.

It’s too late.

Whispering in computer class

Songs in music class

Rattle in physical education class

The activities between the classes, the days when we kicked the donkeys to the roof

I used to disagree.

When I came back, I remembered the fragmentary memory of that period and finally understood the treasure.

It’s too late. Where we used to sit

Dust filled the table and chairs

When the teacher once again stood on the podium and lectured

Still familiar teacher

Classmates are no longer us

after

No longer need to find their classmates in front of the gate

after

No one will give you a meal, give you a soup

after

No longer a familiar teacher

Familiar classmate

Familiar sound

after

No longer is our protagonist in the novel

after

Will you forget the appearance of the classmates in the second class?

You can only look at the familiar and strange silhouette with a yellowed graduation photo.

after

Will you forget the name of the second classmate?

Can only use the classmates who have not signed yet to make memories

after

Will you forget the voice of the second classmates?

Can only be identified in a noisy video with a previous video.

Three years later

When I graduated from middle school

Will it be the name of the classmate?

Second class

Will the rate appear less and less?

Like an old box

Being pressed in the deepest part of memory

Maybe one day when I accidentally open it

The things inside are not clear.

Open previous chat history

It’s been a long time since it happened yesterday.

May smile

May be suddenly sad

Because after all, it’s not going back.

Not as good as the new school gate

We are no longer members of the second class.

Split and split

The time to talk together later may be less and less.

Goodbye, Xiao Erban

I will always remember you all the time.

Tianjin Heping District Shuangling Middle School, the first day: goodnight shallow time