There is a saying that the stars in the sky are not as good as you. It's the second day of school, and when I woke up in the morning, I felt a sense of luck with me.

Yesterday Li Xinyang said that he would go to the water room to fetch water after the first class every day, and his water card was still with me, so I decided to wait for him in the water room this morning.

I pulled Mo Ran to wait at the door of the water room early, Mo Ran looked at me and said, "Why don't you care so much about other things?" ”

I hesitated, "I, I don't, the water is stuck in my place, I'm here to pay it back." ”

Mo Ran was amused by my stumbling appearance, "Okay, I won't tease you, in a while, he should come too." ”

Mo Ran is right, Li Xinyang is here. The way he walks is really handsome, why is there such a sunny, optimistic and lovely senior in the world!

I walked up to Li Xinyang, took out the water card, handed it to Li Xinyang and said, "Senior, thank you, this water card has really helped me a lot." ”

Li Xinyang smiled, narrowed his eyes again, and said softly: "It's okay, we're all so familiar, aren't we good friends?" ”

I nodded, "Hmm." ”

Li Xinyang, he said a word, I feel that I am really lucky, "we".

That's right, it's us. We met in the middle of summer. From that chance encounter at the school gate, everything that happened was like a dream, I don't know if it was a coincidence or expected, will we always be with us?

I pulled Mo Ran, said goodbye to Li Xinyang, and walked in the corridor. Along the way, I always thought about how happy I would be if the time in this world could be frozen at this time.

Lovely Instein has said that time does not exist, that it is only human memories that deceive themselves.

We should not be satisfied with the present, we have a better future, we will become better.

When the bell rang for the preparatory class, everyone was rushing, and they were rushing to the holy place of knowledge - the classroom. Everyone is full of thirst for knowledge, and they pass by time in this world.

This lesson is a Chinese class. The Chinese teacher is the most familiar to us in the three years of high school, the homeroom teacher.

Because I am the head teacher, yesterday's first Chinese class is not considered the real first class. Because of the tension of high school study and life, we were not allowed to find another time or occupy self-study, just to talk to us about class planning.

Therefore, today's Chinese class can really be called the first Chinese class.

Banban opened the textbook and wrote six big characters on the blackboard in block letters, "Candle Wu Retreats Qin Master", and then said: "Students, open the textbook and find the section of Candle Warrior Retreat Qin Master." ”

We obediently opened the language book, opened it to the chapter of Candle Zhiwu's Retreat from Qinshi, and then followed Ban Ban, and he read the text one by one.

The sound of books is loud, and we are immersed in the ocean of knowledge. The windows of the classrooms were open, and the occasional wind blew in, allowing the heat to quench the fire.

When class ended, Banban closed the textbook, and then cleared his throat: "Goodbye, classmates." ”

We stood up, bowed ninety degrees, and responded, "Goodbye, teacher." ”

This is the end of the first language lesson. The beginning of something in life is always worth remembering.

I walked to the window of the stairs on the second floor and looked west, and the bulletin board on the west side was crowded with people, not knowing what notice I was reading.

Mo Ran walked over from behind at this time and said suddenly: "Hey, what are you looking at?" ”

I was scared, "Oh, why did you suddenly come from behind and walk without making a sound?" I asked.

Mo Ran smiled, and then said very formally: "By the way, someone is looking for you, and they are all at the door." ”

"Huh?" I suddenly wondered, "Who's going to come to me?" ”

Mo Ran shook his head, pulled me to the school gate, and said, "I don't know, you will know if you see it yourself." ”

"How old are you, male or female? Who could it be? I looked puzzled, and was pulled by Mo Ran to the school gate.

Fifty meters away from the school gate, a familiar voice suddenly called my name, "Xia Yongning, I, it's me." ”

It was him, Mo Yang, my best friend in junior high school, and his tablemate for three years in junior high school.

Mo Ran looked at me and Mo Yang, and muttered, "You, are you classmates? Or, is this your cousin, Yongning? ”

"Ah, thank you, this classmate, help me call Yongning out." Mo Yang made a gesture, thank you Mo Ran for finding me out.

"Huh?" Mo Ran looked puzzled, she looked at me, "No, what's the situation, why am I confused?" ”

I flicked Mo Ran's head and said, "This is Mo Yang, my junior high school classmate and tablemate." ”

"I'm Yongning's best friend." Mo Yang, a boy, why does he always show off our friendship in front of others? The key is that this time, the person who is being shown off is none other than Mo Ran!

"I'm Yongning's best friend, okay? Classmate, classmate Mo. Mo Ran actually argued with Mo Yang, caught between them, which made me feel inexplicably embarrassed.

"By the way, I'm here to tell you this time, I'll see you at the old place after school today, I have something to trouble you." Mo Yang said, looking at his expectant little eyes, I was really embarrassed to refuse.

"Well," I nodded, and then the bell rang for class, and I hurriedly said, "Well, I'll go to class first, why didn't you go to class?" ”

"Me? I won't start school until next week, and my mom insisted on letting me go to high school in Tianjin, saying that I was going back to my hometown. Mo Yang replied, waving his hand and saying goodbye to me.

The next thing was that Mo Ran pulled me and ran towards the teacher quickly, and said, "Xia Yongning, don't always let me pull you, okay?" Hurry up, I'm going to be late, this class is English! ”

"English lessons?" When I heard these three words, I reflexively focused, "Then we can't be late." ”

Mo Ran and I ran fast, but fortunately, the classroom of the first year of high school was not far from the school gate, and we successfully returned to our seats before the official class bell rang.

I don't know, after school today, my old classmate Mo Yang has something to ask me. Also, with his excellent grades, it should not be a problem to be admitted to JCDecaux.

I don't know, when will such a thing as a secret cease to be a secret. The sudden arrival of old classmates, and I don't know why I want to go back to my hometown in Tianjin to go to high school, but it really piqued my curiosity.

“Class begin。” The English teacher cleared her throat and said that the habit of focusing on learning did not allow me to be distracted. I calmed down and put off thinking about some of the questions that were difficult to think of.

Isn't it true that everyone has the secret of youth? We don't have an exact answer, and we can't determine a standard answer. Maybe this question is also a secret about youth and about the bits and pieces of life!