Five words floated in the sky, that's not a thing, just play for a while, play for a while, play for a while.

Summer life is spent in laughter and play. Partying, sleeping, playing games, taking care of grandma, hiking, etc., we enact the life we expect during the summer vacation.

There are all the things that are not satisfactory. Sun Jinbo said.

I haven't played for more than two months, and I'm almost at the end of my vacation. Sun Jinbo then said with a sad face.

Wang Yuhao couldn't bear to poke this monkey, didn't he play enough? You're going to spend more than two months playing games at home, and you haven't played enough, and I really admire you.

What? How can you play all the time. I came back and was restricted by my parents. Sun Jinbo sighed and said.

I raise my hands in favor of what you said. Wang Yuhao and Sun Jinbo looked at each other and couldn't help but say: "They are both fallen people at the end of the world, why should they have known each other when they meet." After speaking, he made a gesture of shaking hands.

I don't know what the Joy people are doing at the moment? Sun Jinbo deliberately said to Wang Yuhao.

I guess she won't get out of bed today, she won't go to school, and she's still lying in bed. Wang Yuhao said it as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Sure enough.

The crisp and pleasant knocking sound kept knocking on the door of the Yiren's room, and it was the Yiren's mother who knocked on the door.

Kid, kid, get up. Mom said anxiously.

The new semester has started, and I dare not be late. And then he said.

Don't be afraid, Mom, I'll sleep for a while, and I won't eat breakfast.

After the words fell, he lowered his head slightly and fell down again.

Later, my mother's words never entered the ears of the Yiren.

It may have been realized that he was almost late, and suddenly got up and put on his clothes.

After washing, I found a bike I hadn't ridden in years. After a rough wipe, I kicked back to school.

I thought I would pedal to the car to school soon, but I didn't expect the car to be chained off halfway.

Joy is halfway through, and he should not call the heavens and the earth to be spiritual.

I waited like this for about twenty minutes, and seeing that class was about to start, I was about to be stopped by Principal Pan, but when I was disheartened, Xu Chong appeared.

He rode a blue bicycle and rode briskly in front of me.

He looked at me and said, "The car broke down?" ”

I quickly nodded and said, "The chain is off." ”

Unfortunately, I shrunk myself under the saddle of my bike.

Xu Chong shook his head and motioned for me to sit down, and he took me with him.

Seeing his gracious invitation, I immediately grabbed my things and got into his car.

I still vaguely remember the end of the summer when I first came to the school, I stepped into this school in ignorance, looking at the results of the class placement, as if I was full of confidence in the future, and I had a beautiful and longing in my heart.

With my passion and hope for the future, my exploration of growth and the pursuit of learning, I became a part of this place as I wished.

Here I learned to be brave; Here, I got a taste of persistence. A Chinese class teacher who reads poetry and books, a serious and humorous math teacher, an amiable English teacher, an elegant and handsome geography teacher, and a funny and exemplary political teacher. They study with us, and we are honored to have your teaching and help. In the ocean of knowledge, I wandered.

Although I have not climbed it, I know the world's highest peak, Mount Everest; Although I have not measured it, I know the Nile, the largest river in the world; Although I am not a historian, I have learned about China's 5,000-year-old history and splendid culture. Although I am not a biologist, I understand the natural laws of natural selection, the survival of the fittest. These are my current takeaways.

There is a place that will accompany me for three years; There is a place full of laughter; There is a place where the temple of knowledge is located; There is a place.

The bits and pieces we have experienced in school will become brilliant fireworks that bloom in the night sky in our memories, although they are short, they can leave eternal beauty in our hearts!

"The most promising achievers are not those who are talented, but those who are good at using every opportunity to discover and pioneer", is a phrase once said by Socrates. This sentence explains the relationship between hope and time, hope is not empty talk, let alone fantasy, but practice.

People say, "The happiest time in life is when you go to school; The hardest time in my life was also when I went to school. "Here, we laugh and laugh; Here, we work hard and show our style!

The paths of the campus always emerge in lonely dreams. It is the youth that sprouts; It is a childish impulse; It was the drizzle of promises that night. Don't say you're lonely, just unravel the dusty memories and let that idyllic yesterday reappear. The path of the campus, your weeping face, write my eternal poems. There is also your smile, which imprints our misunderstanding of affection. The path of the campus is a shy fairy tale, engraved with our watery years.

After the summer vacation, I went back to school and started the new semester again.

The beautiful Baogong Lake, rippling blue waves, cruise ships leisurely swinging on the lake. The willow trees on the shore of the lake are crisp and the scenery is particularly beautiful and pleasant. Our school and the famous Bao Gong Ancestral Hall are located on the shores of the lake.

Walk through the doorway under the north school building to the playground, where we have morning exercises and physical education classes, and the two basketball courts in the middle of the playground are surrounded by an oval red plastic track, which is divided into four tracks with a white dividing line, which is particularly eye-catching. There are several table tennis tables on the south side of the playground, which is a paradise for students who love table tennis.

To the north is a wide variety of fitness equipment, including uneven bars, ladders, horizontal bars, parallel bars, and more. To the west, there is a tall podium, next to which stands a tall flagpole, a red granite pedestal, and a ring of stainless steel guardrails.

On the top of the flagpole, a bright five-star red flag flutters in the air in the wind, which is raised by the students every day against the rising sun. The blue sky, white clouds, and red flags form a beautiful picture. Turn around and look to the east, the east side is a white wall of flower windows, through the flower window you will see the antique gatehouse and high stone steps of the Bao Zheng Temple, very beautiful.

In our spare time, our playground has become a paradise for students, some students are playing table tennis, some students are playing games, and some students are playing with fitness equipment...... There were happy expressions on everyone's faces. It's a lively scene, and the campus is full of life!

Xu Chong, Wang Yuhao, me, and Zhang Jasmine, without exception, all live our happy lives like this day by day.

Youth is the paradise of friendship, youth is the tear stains on the face, and youth is the sail raised. Youth, I have walked this road with you.

Wang Yuhao went on to say that youth has no regrets, like a butterfly that breaks its cocoon, flying over the blue sky. The sky is high and the clouds are light, the breeze is breezy, and there is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, which is the taste of youth, which makes people yearn for and be fascinated.

The scent of lavender fills the wind and the romance of purple. A copy of "Half Life" by the window was turned up by the wind, so the breeze rolled Ailing's gentle sigh and the fragrance of flowers fell into my ears.

The wind gently covers the door of love, listen, the wind is singing shallowly.

Passing through a long street and ancient road, the wind carries an ambiguous red sky, decorating the drunken old Shanghai. Ailing, you came in the wind, using that touch of blush to understate a prosperous season and a bleak life.

"Because you understand, so compassion", Hu Lancheng knows and falls in love with you. He loves you, your eyes like water and snow, the swaying posture in your gold-embellished cheongsam, and the arrogance that makes you different from other groups. You love him, and your love is extraordinary, but you don't know that the loneliness that penetrates through the bones has long been dyed and woven into your soft "Half Life". Shen Shijun looked at the back of Gu Manzhen leaving in the rain of the sycamore, and then stepped on the broken leaves of the sycamore and left sweetly. Love moves with things, and in the process of displacement, the warm two-person world in your heart is absent from Lan Cheng, leaving you only in the cold wind.

The wind swirls and the leaves rattle, "Farewell, for reunion", I hear your whisper. Wenzhou reunion, seeing Lan Cheng and Fan Xiumei like glue, Ailing, you know that you have had a three-year love curtain call. The cold tips of the shoes pounded on the silent road. When parting, the rain swept away the love that had long been dried, washing away the love you once had in the city. "Disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness, because there is expectation, there will be disappointment, because there is love, there will be expectation", even if Lan Cheng scratches an unhealed wound in your heart, your love for him is still hot. It's just that this love has been crushed by the wheel of fate to the point that there is only one season of desolation.

The wind is gone, carrying with you endless sorrow, and the pages of the flying book are gently closed, and the ears are silent. In the old age, you chose to keep the loneliness, keep the memories, like the wind, quietly leave without taking away a trace of love.

The wind gently knocks on the door of love. Brushing away, leaving behind the beautiful and romantic sad song of "holding the hand of the son, growing old with the son". The cheongsam still faded from its brilliance. Ailing, you are like a butterfly in a cocoon, with the neon of words unique to old Shanghai, the flowers are left in spring, and the fragrance is gone.

Listen to the sound in the wind, which overflows Ailing's happiness and loneliness. Drifting with that unique charm.

Doesn't the eternal stories left to us by so many literati and writers also confirm us?

Wang Yuhao stared at Yiren stupidly, dreaming that one day this silly girl could be brought home by himself.

And Yiren still looked at Xu Chong, who already belonged to him, stupidly.

Zhang Yanan's glance and smile, Xu Chong saw it in his eyes, as the so-called: "The authorities are obsessed with bystanders." ”

Maybe it's because we're struggling in the mystery right now, and we don't know who likes it.

Unconsciously, a crystal teardrop fell, and I quickly wiped it away, for fear that my classmates would see it and make fun of me. Suddenly, I looked up and saw the small red flag of struggle planted in the middle of the table and chairs flying in the wind, so bright and dazzling.

The whole class seemed to be facing this, and they were suddenly full of strength.

The wind is blowing in the evening.