Scroll of senior high w88 casino student
"Beijing Examination News"2011Year10month22Day16version
Author: Qu Sishuo
The autumn wind dried up the test paper full of handwriting, took away the beads of sweat on the young man's forehead, and turned it in a circle on the tip of the nose of the girl who had tied up her broken hair and was writing quickly, bringing back all the memories of the senior year of high w88 casino. Then, the picture of the senior year of high w88 casino appeared in front of her eyes again.
When I saw the memory page opened by the wind, I felt bitter. The bitterness is not because I think of the bitterness and suffering that that period brought to me, but because I can no longer have that kind of life again.
I can still remember the time I was looking for the new senior class in the corridor with a stack of books. I stepped into the classroom with a pair of hazy tearful eyes, shouted "report", sat in my seat with confusion, worry and longing for the future, and quietly listened to the teacher read out the list of class members - this was the beginning of my senior year in high w88 casino.
I have been warned and forced countless times that in the third year of high w88 casino, you must abandon all distractions and study, and you must have a strong desire to learn in your heart, because this is the first time you will enter the society. I know the importance of senior year in high w88 casino. Before this, I always thought of myself as a serious and obedient child, thinking that I would do things step by stepBan Zhao ZhaoArranged by teachers and parents, bury it in the question bank, dive into the sea of books, and explore your unlimited potential. However, when I really walked into the time corridor of my senior year of high w88 casino, it was like having a distorting mirror installed around me. Everything had changed and it was no longer what it used to be. The deep expectations of teachers and parents, the fierce competition among classmates, and the psychological gap and imbalance in myself were like heavy stones, weighing on my heart, making me extremely sad but with nowhere to tell. I wanted to pretend I didn't care about my results, but I read the rankings over and over again when no one was around. Gradually, learning was like fine sand in my hands. The more I tried to hold it tightly, the faster it drained away. I watched my grades fall again and again, feeling like I was being thrown into the abyss.
Fortunately, I still have you, friends who give me hope and motivation, so that I have the courage to fight again and rise again. It is you who make me feel warm even in the cold late autumn, even in the cold winter of snow. I feel that even if I fall on my back, there are arms behind me to protect me, and a broad back to support me. The seeds you sow have opened up a big garden in my heart. On the petals of every flower in it, there is a round drop of dew, which reflects the way the corners of your eyes are curved and the corners of your mouth are raised. Your silver bell-like laughter shook off the dew, rolled down to the ground along the fluffy leaves, and was evaporated into white mist by the hot ground, making my eyes wet. When I'm alone, I still see in my mind the way you stretch out your hands to greet me, waving your hands like a lucky cat. Where are you now? What are you doing?
On the picture scroll of the third year of high w88 casino, we painted it with the brightest colors, not wanting to leave any blank regrets in our youth. It's just that none of us thought about going over to appreciate the beautiful picture we drew at that time. She was so bright and gorgeous. I'm really afraid that I will gradually forget what you have left for me... Whether it's the eyebrow you raised when our eyes met in class, or the arm that came straight towards me when I was in a daze during self-study class; whether it was the embarrassment of copying each other's notes before the exam, or the fight in the cafeteria. The joy of serving dishes; whether it’s the text messages you send to me late at night to complain, or the look on your face when you return to w88 casino on Sunday; whether it’s the most delicious pancakes in the second cafeteria, or the most expensive bread sold in the student supermarket; whether it’s plastering your youth vows on the table, orMP4The songs that you and I listened to with one earphone each... No matter how reluctant I was to let go, we still separated in the end. No matter how hard this year of high w88 casino was, we still cuddled, whispered, and encouraged each other to go together. That is our senior year!
You in my memory are so close yet so far away from me. You disappeared from my sight, but you were hidden among the stars. It's no longer within reach, but it's still visible. One moment we were smiling at each other, and the next moment we had to hug each other and say goodbye. Don't tell me that the reason for separation is to get together better. I just don't want to separate. I don't want this life to end abruptly. It can only be kept in my memory forever! I just don’t want us, holding hands to watch the October sunset, to be scattered to the end of the world!
Perhaps the preciousness of senior year lies in her uniqueness. It is also because she cannot be copied or preserved forever that she occupies such an important position in our hearts. Even if many years later, the scenes belonging to the senior year cannot be clearly remembered, the feeling of missing and cherishing the senior year will never change. She is an indispensable and important part of our youth that will eventually pass away. She is beautiful and dazzling, and represents our best memories of youth.
Those warm and beautiful things in memory exude fragrance. Let us reminisce together...
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