Youth is the free running of the deep spring of life. Or bright, or sad, or thin, or bright, remember parting in June, the wind suddenly rises, full of melancholy & hellip& hellip;& shy;-- notes preceding the text of a book or following the title of an article
June rain
The rain in June, with a trace of sadness of separation, I came to the place where our youth once bloomed with my umbrella alone. Time is quietly turning the page, turning over the bright, turning over the sadness, and turning over the past of our youth. In this way, we grow up slowly and miss for a long time.
Recall that time, our ignorance, appears so immature, but so innocent. We were full of youthful vitality. At that time, we sat in the classroom, studied side by side and ran and played together on the playground. Although we would quarrel, our hearts were still United.
What a beautiful word youth is. At that time, we were like a group of beautiful butterflies. Like a group of happy birds, smiling and smiling, more like a group of eagles who have just learned to fly, there is no need to go up and move forward bravely. We publicize our youth and spread our beautiful wishes. We are not tired and pursue our dreams. We are full of longing and full of longing for the future.
Time flies. I still remember that June was the same weather. It was like a sad drizzle. We hugged each other closely, just like the close connection between our hearts. The June we separated that year was bright and sad. The June we separated that year was the first death in the flowering season. We said goodbye to each other. Goodbye is to see you many years later. The youth that never ends will fly after June.
Recalling those two years, we laughed
(senior one and senior two)
I still remember those two years when we walked into the high school campus with a little uneasiness. Our ignorant youth twinkled in the corners of our eyes. It was fate that brought us together. It was fate that allowed us to sit under the same roof and read. It was also fate that made me realize you lovely people. Since then, my life has been surrounded by a halo of happiness. In those two years, We waved goodbye to today's sunset and greeted tomorrow's sun with a smile.
I still remember that in those two years, we forgot the time of class in order to play games for a while. Until the bell rang, we reluctantly put down the game console in our hands, hurriedly picked up the schoolbag under the table, and ran out of the dormitory like the wind. Every time we climbed the stairs and ran into the classroom under the sigh of the head teacher, Sometimes when I sit down and open my schoolbag, I know I took it wrong. There are several clothes that haven't been washed.
Also remember that two years, we sat in the classroom together, took scissors, cut the test papers, folded them into beautiful paper cranes, connected them with lines, hung them in front of the windowsill, and then quietly watched them shake in the wind. One afternoon passed unconsciously.
I still remember those two years when we took the martial arts novels we bought from the stall. When we were in class, we secretly took out the novels hidden in the desk drawer, and then clamped them in the middle of the textbook. When we saw the wonderful place, we forgot that we were still in class. We laughed and made the whole class look at us, As a result, a semester passed, the teacher's office was spectacular, and martial arts novels piled up into a mountain.
Remember those two years, our teachers worked hard on the blackboard. Some of us slept on our desks, and half of our books were soaked with saliva. Some are cutting their nails below. The teacher heard the sound of cutting their nails and ran down from the podium to confiscate the nail clipper. We all shouted together. Teacher, did your nail clipper be stolen by a mouse, or could you not afford to buy a nail clipper? Why should you confiscate even the nail clipper.
I still remember those two years, we went to the edge of the city hand in hand to watch the sunset, just because someone said that the sunset was the most beautiful at the edge of the city. We rode to the edge of the city and rode halfway from the city center. It was dark. We cried and ran back to school. We just wanted to sneak into the school gate when people didn't pay attention, but we were stopped by the guard and caught, Finally, we had to ask our head teacher to pull down his face and rush out of the office to lead us in.
I still remember those two years when we woke up in the middle of the night and woke up the people in the whole dormitory. We ran to the roof with our shoulders to watch the stars. Under the starry sky, we sat and chatted until the cock crowed at three o'clock, let the cool breeze blow our hair, let the dew wet our clothes, let the darkness cover our bright youth, and whenever a meteor crossed the sky, We jumped up from the ground and shouted at the meteor: meteor, when can you bring me a beautiful and gentle girl.
I still remember that in those two years, we were lying in the teacher's corridor together in groups, whistling at the girl coming from the teaching building, which made the girl run through with her face covered and gambling. The teacher came out of the office and pointed at us and said, you don't know how to learn all day, go home and herd cattle.
I still remember that in those two years, we sat under the big electric fan in the classroom, each holding a basketball pioneer newspaper bought from the newsstand and distributed every two days. After reading this one, I passed it to you and looked at it in exchange. Then we pasted the posters of NBA stars all over every corner of the teacher. Before we pasted them for half a day, we were punished by the teacher, Tear down all the posters and punish us for sweeping the cobwebs on the ceiling. At that time, we were speechless.
Remember those two years, we folded the waste homework paper into a pile of paper airplanes, and then ran to the top floor of the teaching building. Everyone tried to fly all the paper airplanes into the sky. Watching the paper airplanes hovering in the air and falling in front of the teaching building, we realized that we had to be pulled to education by the director of the academic affairs office and deal with the garbage ourselves, As expected, I have been sweeping for a long time, but I haven't finished yet.
I still remember that two years ago, our clothes were changing in turn, and gradually no one was willing to wash clothes, but we could only buy perfume to spray them together. We could not throw them directly into the dustbin. At last, we didn't know who the clothes were and whose trousers were they?
I still remember those two years, we went to make our long hair into an explosive head, and dyed it yellow and red. From then on, there was another beautiful scenery on the campus. In a few days, we were pulled and cut into flat heads by the head teacher one by one, but we refused to live or die, and reasoned with the head teacher, 'teacher! Now is the age of young people. You old people should worry less. It's better to be less angry. You often teach us to smile for ten years. When you are worried, your head will turn white. When you are angry, you will grow white hair! "
I still remember that in those two years, our last class in the morning slipped away from the back door of the classroom, just to run to the canteen for dinner as soon as possible. We left early in the last class at noon, just to run to the stadium and occupy the site. Every day when the teacher came to urge me, I hurried back to the dormitory to take a bath. Of course, it's inevitable to be late.
I still remember those two years, we made her cry in the female teacher's classroom, ran out of the classroom, went to the head teacher to make a report, and then we laughed together. Of course, the result was that the head teacher invited her to his office for 'tea'.
I still remember that in those two years, our textbooks were full of words of admiration for a girl and her portrait. The teacher walked to the side and stood for a long time without being aware of it. He didn't know until his deskmate pushed it with his hand and quickly turned to another page. Unfortunately, the teacher didn't give this opportunity, directly robbed the books and in front of the whole class, Read out those disgusting words loudly and ran out of the classroom with a red face. During that period, students often used this as a laughing stock.
I still remember that in those two years, we made our monitor laugh. We were often late and used to leaving early. When we had to hand in our homework, we hurriedly took our classmates' homework and copied it calmly, violating the school discipline and rules. At that time, it was very ordinary. The students despised us with contemptuous eyes and wished the school would directly expel us, It seems that our school is their biggest misfortune in this life.
Remember those two years, we walked in the shade of the school tree, listening to the cicadas from the tree. Lying in a tree covered with grass, looking at the blue sky and the edge of the sky, several white clouds float freely. The bright sunshine is scattered on our young faces through the treetops. The light spot of the branches swaying with the breeze has become a happy fleeting year.
I still remember those two years when we were in Arts and science. We didn't cry and smiled to help others move things to the classroom. We didn't feel sad because we knew that although we were divided into subjects, we could often meet in a corner of the campus. At that time, we still smiled and destroyed each other's breasts. Everything was so beautiful and everything was so safe.
I still remember those two years, we played in the hot sun with our upper bodies bare. The whole body was sweating in the hot sun. After playing, it was like a man who had just returned from Africa. It was as dark as a piece of charcoal. Several people pieced together more than ten yuan, bought two bottles of soda, and then sat in the shade of the tree. You drank it with me.
Remember those two years, we always look forward to Saturday afternoon, because only Saturday afternoon can we take half a day off. On that day, we went to the Internet cafe to spend half a day on the Internet. At that time, it was a very luxurious thing.
I still remember those two years, we didn't want to make up classes in summer and winter vacation. We secretly scolded the school for killing our happy time. Others had long been on vacation and slept late at home, and we were not even given the door on the campus. We often thought that we were like being locked in prison all year round, losing our freedom and many things,
I still remember those two years, we were in the cold winter, hardened our heads and washed with cold water. Every time we want to now, the expression is like the numb expression of a soldier about to go to the battlefield. When the cold water hit us, white fog came out, and the sound like ghosts crying and wolves howling is still fresh in my memory.
I still remember that in those two years, we didn't learn anything. Every time we were about to take the exam, we hurried to find the textbooks and books. After looking for them for a long time, we finally found them in the TV cabinet in the classroom. The cover was covered with dust and spider webs to wipe off the dust. Sometimes, it was even more amazing that we turned from the first page to the last page without any notes. The whole book was brand-new.
I still remember that in those two years, we didn't have enough money to spend. Now we spend tomorrow's money, but we still save food money. We'd rather starve ourselves. Then we took the saved money and invited girls to drink soda. Finally, we borrowed from east to west. Finally, we ended this month, and then called our family to remit money.
I still remember those two years, we learned to imitate others to pretend to be cool and wear ragged jeans, and just cut good new pants into small holes. At that time, my mother didn't understand why she put good heart pants, but she liked to wear bad clothes. What stunned her was that she just bought them