The reunion is always short, and the parting always feels too long, but Linglong was finally taken away by Uncle Tianwen.

With the help of the principal and Sister Yang Ting, Zhang Xiaoyao was directly appointed as the deputy secretary of the general branch of the Youth League, and Zhao Hanyu also became a backbone member of the student union.

There are still benefits, such as advanced evaluations and scholarships, etc., which will be prioritized in the future, but Zhang Xiaoyao didn't care about them.

This autumn always feels short, and October quickly passes in a busy way.

November 7, the beginning of winter.

Autumn is coming to winter, and after the cold winter passes, it will be a new year.

The autumn wind just swept the yellow fallen leaves, and was hugged by the sudden light snow, erasing all traces of autumn thoughts.

The weather was getting cold, and the first snow in Zhengzhou in 2009 came so suddenly and in such a hurry, but many things that happened in this snow lingered in my mind and made people unforgettable for a long time.

On the evening of November 10, the student assembly was not over, but the snow was quietly lurking, giving a big surprise to the unprepared students, and this surprise lasted until everything calmed down.

The night is so quiet, only the sound of wind and snow, and the heart is so quiet, only the sound of dreams.

The snow fell overnight and never stopped, until dawn, when I heard the sound of stepping on the snow, I knew that there were so many people who loved and praised snow. There are already many people outside the door who can't wait to take photos with the snow trees with their mobile phones, taking the snow as the scenery and capturing beautiful moments.

I also love the beauty, and every snowy season makes me look forward to it and makes my heart flutter. I like to look at the snow-covered pines, loose and straight, I like to watch the snow fall on the lake, the snow gradually disappears, looking for a comfort in the quiet, looking for a comfort in the cold, so that the heart can not be frightened without a ripple.

On November 11th, early in the morning, I also took my camera, stepping on the thick and soft snow, accompanied by pieces of flying snowflakes, to the lake, to the willows, to the pavilions, to the arch bridge to leave a memorial, to take pictures of the white in my memory, is the meaning of my heart.

The snow and snow are dancing all over the sky, dancing for thousands of years, but I can't dance my thoughts. The blessings of friends and the greetings of my family have warmed me for a long time and warmed the whole winter.

The wind and snow are filled, thoughts are flying all over the sky, and my heart is still the same, I can't remember the hazy smiling face, and I can't find the blurred eyes.

Miss...... Let the snow fall on his body and accumulate thicker and thicker; wait...... The trail under the snow is getting farther and farther away. Snowflakes are still flying in the heavens and the earth, supporting the angel's wings to fly, with you is eternal.

The leafless willows by the lake still stand, and the snowmen on the roadside are attached to each other, tasting a cold, a bitterness, and a winter fragrance in a world covered in silver.

I don't know if my favorite cold plum in the snow has bloomed, and I don't know why the snow in the wind is so violent, and the cold stinging face, I enjoy this unique pain, and after the pain is a sweetness and warmth.

Winter is coming, spring is not far away, there is always success after failure, ups and downs, perseverance and perseverance.

After the snow clears, basking in the warmth of the winter afternoon sun, the snow turns into water and tiptoes on a puddle of shallow water. Forget......

The snow makes me have a soft spot for her, and the love of this season is still warm.

Walking through the dormitories, canteens, school gates, and teaching buildings, you can see students playing snowball fights and building snowmen everywhere, and there are bursts of laughter.

Snow and snow you are so unforgettable, but also let us harvest a rare happiness, harvest a comfortable growth and peace, in the snow, friends, teachers and students, relatives care for each other and bless, we also little by little abandon loneliness, cold......

Wind and snow on the same road, you and I join hands, the truth of the world will always be there!

November 26, Thanksgiving.

The wind was bitterly cold, and the howling north wind blew this fragile world with impunity.

Forgetting the memory of the cold wind, I am full of warmth and blessings, jumping in this thanksgiving winter.

I can't let go of the friendship of falling leaves, I can't let go of the thoughts of drifting snow, and I can't let go of every growth experience.

Concern is the care of relatives and friends, forgetting, and unforgettable memory. No matter when, no matter where, we are immersed in happiness, whether we are deeply loved, or missed, or remembered, paid, worked hard, and cared for.

In the real world, we are grateful to everyone who cares about us. In the distant illusion, we are grateful to me and you for giving each other a moment of good memory.

It's night, the moon is hanging high, hazy, starry, and the night sky is decorated with unique colors.

Boundless darkness, boundless end, spreading. There is you in front of you, there is you around, warm.

Does the brightest star in the night sky carry your wishes? happiness and concern fill that charming fairy tale.

The snowflakes fell, clinging to the Yiren, letting the wind and snow fall all over the earth, and just like that, the world was old.

The season of snowdrifting, the season of gratitude, the feeling of fulfillment, the feeling of happiness

I put every tenderness in my heart, every touch I hide in my heart, and I seal the warmth in every season. I leave my thoughts in this snowy season, waiting for the cold winter to pass and the spring flowers to bloom next year.

Gratitude is a poem, the poetry that can not be written, life is like a song, the connotation of the song is endless, as long as there is love, there is a grateful heart, the life will never be exhausted. The distance of the world is only a stone's throw away, and in this winter we should be grateful and grateful to the world.

Time is the most difficult thing to leave behind, and before you know it, you have lost a minute and a second, a day and a month.

"Xiaoyao, do you want to go for the internship organized by the school? This is all voluntary, I must go, and next year's tuition depends on this. ”

"You go, I will go, where there is you, there is me. ”

Zhang Xiaoyao and Zhao Hanyu have left school and come to the south for nearly a month in a blink of an eye, and most of the classmates and students from individual majors in the school have also come to this strange place, Suzhou.

I still remember the winter solstice that passed last year

At that time, we made dumplings and ate them together

I remember the days before and after that Christmas Eve

At that time, we sold the peace fruit together

Remember that Christmas

At that time, I was happily attending the party

The winter solstice has passed quietly......

Christmas is quietly over......

It's all gone......

In the blink of an eye, this year's New Year's Day is coming

Memories that have passed are hard to forget

The path is still so clear

At this time, I was far away in JS

In a hurry, I can't even remember the winter solstice and Christmas

Because I chose here

Three-month internship

Start here

Just the starting point

Just experience

You can only turn back when you walk through

Three months is not a long time

Unforgettable...... perhaps.

Before this upcoming New Year's Day

I bring it to all my friends and loved ones

A blessing from the bottom of my heart

In all this good

We are happy and happy with each other in the new year