I am glad that Chengxiong can live in such an era, in such a beautiful and thriving era.

Chengxiong's high school study life is unforgettable for Chengxiong's life. At that time, Cheng Xiong cherished the present, and wanted to keep this part of the happy time in his heart forever, but the years were like fine sand quietly and ruthlessly lost from his fingers, and he put his hand when he was tired, but the years stopped flowing, and he steadily gathered happiness in his hands, just like that, inadvertently, happiness and touching were retained by him.

Why did Chengxiong always feel happy at that time? No one can explain too much about the people of that time. It may be that I was attentive enough to read, and maybe some things at that time had a strong sense of freshness for the Chinese at that time. People want to follow, but find that happiness is in the haze, just like a cat spinning around a chair and its tail following it, then happiness is following; Like people's longing and longing for love at that time, the sweetness and happiness exuded by lovers are the beauty of love; Like in that era, there was a poverty and two whiteness, and suddenly there was a windfall, and happiness was a moment of transformation between poverty and wealth.

However, there are always times when a cat's tail gets tired; There will always be times when the alliance cannot be fulfilled; Money and wealth will always disappear, when we don't have what we once had, are we still happy? Just like us in this world, we have everything we wanted before, but we find that we don't have the passion we used to have. Just like when we grow up, when we are children, we always dream about how and how we grow up. But when I grew up, I realized that my previous dream was gone.

Some things, some people, are destined to only pass by, deliberately retained, and can only be haggard. Occasionally, let go of your hands, not deliberately, not operate, just a simple action - let go, and happiness is inadvertently stayed.

When he goes to school, he sometimes sits on an empty bus, aimlessly following the bus, watching the people on the street busy with their livelihoods, thinking about the future. Busy people outside walk through the high-rise buildings, which have become their second home. They have a tired look on their faces, they must have been busy for a few salaries yesterday, are they happy? Perhaps, it is happy, however, Cheng Xiong always thinks that the concept of happiness in that era has long been permeated by materialism. As a result, happiness became synonymous with materiality. The clear and pure spring in my heart has long dried up with life. After the happiness of material desires, where will the spiritual happiness be?

Cheng Xiong once again gave full play to his strengths and made a prose poem, which reflected in his essay book.

Happy Times

Many times, I can't remember what happiness is, or waste a lot of precious time!

Now, the diaspora is returning. I realized that happiness turned out to be a moment.

Remembering oneself is a real happiness. Now I suddenly think that those old people who are floating around will be so happy, because I miss them. Those who can remember are lovers in this life. The things that cannot be forgotten are the brotherhood of the past life. In this life and this life, there are your time and your thoughts

I'm really happy!

When all the hustle and bustle is extinguished in the dust, happiness wafts and chases me. All the time, overflowing with warmth.

The happy time of the first and second years of high school is so short, as if in the blink of an eye, people have to look forward after all, but this look forward is already the third year of high school.

Memories are always mixed with emotions of one kind or another, soaked in psychedelic pictures, or sadness, or gratification, or sorrow, or joy. Maybe when people reopen something, they will still be sad, but people always have to face it, why not treat it as a green ginkgo, the slightly astringent taste is an emotion, chew it carefully. Follow the footsteps of life to find the first sonorous, and then gradually find yourself strong in growth.

In the midsummer of July, Cheng Xiong and his classmates entered the senior high school teaching building of Luxiang No. 2 Middle School. It seems that in the past years, it was only a slow navigation on the lakes and rivers, but this year, it is really to sail out of the river port and sail to the other side of the ocean to create a great dream.

August Weiyang, with a vision, with an ideal, with a hope, with a little confidence, with a kind of persistence, with a responsibility, just like that, Cheng Xiong began a solo walk in the third year of high school, his Long March, just like this kind of a bit tragic endeavor!

At the beginning of September, it was still day after day of review, practice, and re-examination...... Life goes back and forth in the classroom-cafeteria-dormitory in a boring but meaningful circle. Every time it is still in a hurry. Chengxiong is rushing to the holy land of his heart, and he has long been unconcerned about the scenery on the side of the road. The diligence and hard work of several semesters with the same table is also a common memory of the previous generations of high school seniors. Even in the first row, he still dared to "dazzle the dragonfly" frequently under the teacher's nose.

In the golden autumn of October, watching the sun get up later and later, but going home earlier and earlier. Cheng Xiong gradually felt the preciousness of time. Time is like a sweep, sweeping away our youth little by little, quietly. During that time, there was often an inexplicable feeling that was resting in my heart, whether it was an inner breakthrough or an emotional retreat......

November, not only the November belonging to Chopin, the agility of the black and white piano keys makes the mourners mourn more and the joyful ones more happy. The school celebration of Luxiang No. 2 Middle School began, the campus was decorated with lights, red and gold, and the crowd was surging with noise and celebration, floating with laughter and joy. Laughing at this celebratory scene, I always feel some silent loss, everyone knows that after a year, the students will be in another country, and Chengxiong is the same, although he is reluctant to give up on Luxiang Erzhong. Although at this time, Cheng Xiong and his classmates will still complain about her various badnesses, but there is a kind of attachment. After all, this is a place where I have worked hard and gained something.

In December, Wong Ka-kui's Hong Kong pop music touched Cheng Xiong at that time. He doesn't remember when, he started to study under the street lamp with his classmates, under the atrium of the No. 1 teaching building, there are still familiar lights and shadows, two or two people, shoulder to shoulder, they are the closest classmates, friends, comrades-in-arms, English, Chinese, the sound of books is loud, in the biting cold wind they support each other's faith. When winter comes, people are also prone to become depressed, and they often wander away during class and look numbly at a certain direction. If you think about it, you don't think about it, you suddenly feel like a dream, and you are reluctant to wake up, until you feel a little tired in your heart before you turn back to your heart and continue to struggle. In a trance alone, when people are gone, they seem to be deserted, and even the dim lights are so cold that they are cold, giving people an emotional cold current, but I always stand against the cold, in order to set off the tragedy of the senior high school students of that era.

At the beginning of the new year, Chengxiong did not go home and did not want to go back. In the dormitory of the old building in Nancheng, there is only Chengxiong. When he was alone in a trance, when everyone was gone, he seemed to be deserted, and even the dim light was cold, giving people an emotional chill. But Cheng Xiong always stood in the cold, as a backdrop to the progress and desolation of his solitary study.

February is expected to be steep, the winter vacation is over, and it is the Spring Festival of another year. It seems that the longer it gets, the more lonely it becomes, and the excitement of the New Year is gradually extinguished, whether it is the flood of material or the emptiness of emotions and emotions. Cheng Xiong thought about a lot of things, nothing more than the meaning of life and the like. The cold water at home is much colder than at school, and the temperature can be about ten degrees lower. Cheng Xiong still hasn't forgotten that feeling, thousands of needles, ten thousand thorns, thorns pierced in the brain, trembling all over, even his palms were black and purple, and the blood condensed a little...... But Cheng Xiong still persevered, only hard work can better exercise a Rao's will, and only pain can inspire a Rao's fighting spirit. During this winter vacation, I turned out the old version of "How Steel is Made" and looked for the driving force of life again. Indeed, Cheng Xiong has learned a lot and gained a lot during this holiday.

In March, the plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the year lies in the morning. The figure is still busy, but the footsteps are more determined. Confidence! March is sailing, Mo Dao is approaching this spring, and next year's spring will be doubled. "Be confident and cheer yourself on, there's nothing to be afraid of! Boldly rush forward. On this basis, continue to drive at full speed, under the guidance of the light of dreams, move forward, and chase the rainbow of youth.

Cheng Xiong and his table mates encouraged each other, supported each other, and still insisted on studying. In every self-study class, Cheng Xiong will always appear somewhere outside the playground. The biology textbook began to be read over and over again, and it really didn't work.

Every time Cheng Xiong walks to the dormitory after reading, he will naturally look up at the starry sky, pour his feelings into his Zheng looking up at the universe and tasting the stars, which will bring Cheng Xiong some philosophical enlightenment. Yes, Chengxiong learned to look up at the sky and think about the truth of life...

In April, Cheng Xiong participated in a college entrance examination simulation near him, which didn't seem to be very ideal, and sometimes he was really a little frustrated, but he had gone through so many ups and downs, and he had already looked down, but what was the result, he had a clear conscience after working hard!

He still insisted on running five laps of the playground every time, and he never fell behind. Running on the red plastic runway, the gentle wind blows through Chengxiong's face, blows through his heart, and rhythms with his beating young heart, dancing the passion of youth, bringing the heroism of conquest. The clouds are light and the wind is light, the sunset hangs on the face, and it is a kind of relaxation, all on the "sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk", it is precisely because of the near dusk that there is the grace and warmth of the sunset. Every time Cheng Xiong runs past the flag-raising platform, he will always look up slightly at the bright five-star red flag, as if the surging red is all his life, and when he sees it, he sees the glory of victory.

May flowers, for whom? Cheng Xiong still stayed in school, staying alone in the dormitory in the south of the city at night, and Cheng Xiong basically didn't go back to Duanmu's house this semester. A grinding May, a black May, a hopeful May. Perhaps May is destined to be the month that every senior party must remember with grief, and the day of graduation is getting closer and closer, he has long been accustomed to sadness, accustomed to standing at the window on the fifth floor facing the classroom, or looking up at the sky, looking at the clouds, the light breeze, listening to the breeze, watching the stars dancing with his classmates at night, and listening to the moon. Gradually, he entered the sprint, and he was just working hard.........

The college entrance examination in June, that decisive day is coming. What kind of posture should Cheng Xiong face, fearless, striding forward, everything that should be prepared is ready, everything is ready, just like the moment when the loaded bullet is about to pull the trigger, it is quickly discharged and hits the bull's-eye. In the first two years of the college entrance examination, he gradually relaxed his body and mind, remembered what he should remember, and had fun when he should play.

June 6, June 7. The most anticipated time came, and all the excitement finally calmed down, and everything passed smoothly, as usual...... After handing in the English test paper, it's over, and that's it. There is joy, but there is also reluctance, and there is no feast that will not be dispersed. Leaving again and again is for the sake of gathering again and again. All the way is good, and the friendship will last forever. Farewell, Chengxiong's senior year of high school, farewell to the happy time of high school...... 166 Reading Network