Class 298 in progress (4)
"Ahh That's what we've given you together, and there's an even better gift—"
"Our college entrance examination results."
"So, old class, are you satisfied with the gift we have prepared for you?"
The one who was standing next to the offshore wind who was talking must be Qi Shumo, and the two of them were wearing clothes of the same color, inexplicably feeling like a couple.
"We promised you that we would deliver a perfect answer for our three years. What do you think of this answer? ”
"Okay, now I have to invite our old class to speak, everyone is welcome."
The applause was continuous, and there were also the cheers of some students, the old class was originally a person who was not good at words, but at this moment the hand was still in the position of the heart.
"I'm so proud of you, as the worst class in the school, the college entrance examination is amazing to everyone. Your results are ahead of the top class and close to the rocket class. This year's champion is in our school and in our class. ”
"I see your efforts every day, I see you running, walking, going to the toilet. I also received feedback from your parents, you brothers and sisters, you study hard to know late at night. ”
"The result is living up to expectations, you deserve it, you deserve all the good."
"Really impressed. Whatever you do, I'm so grateful to you. I'm a fledgling graduate, and I've met classmates like you for the first time. We grow together. And everything you have experienced is my most precious memory. ”
"It's an honor to get along with you."
Under the gaze of all the students, this fledgling homeroom teacher turned around, bowed to them!
The last eight words, one by one, came out of his mouth, and they were clear and cloudy!
The analysis station was not far from the old class, and I clearly saw that when he lowered his head, there was a crystal tear that smashed the floor.
……
After the group photo, all the students were happy and left the most beautiful and true smiles!
The still water flows deeply, the wind lives in agarwood, and life is beautiful and splendid; The waves are magnificent, the mountains and rivers are changing, and the years are dignified and connotative. Books can wash the heart, the residual red is carefully picked up, the willows are dark and the flowers are shaded, and life will always be rippling.
I always believe that the scenery is in the distance, looking all the way, all the way ups and downs, just for the original hometown of the soul; Always believe that there is sunshine in the heart, spring flowers bloom, and cloudy days will be better.
The separation at the school gate is for a better and more beautiful meeting, everyone walked to different intersections, and the back is charming with future expectations.
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On the way back, the trees on the side of the road fell mottled shadows.
Carrying a red backpack, the boy is long, wearing black short sleeves, sweatpants, and a jacket of the same color on the short sleeves, but the schoolbag is not easy to carry, but the left shoulder is carried alone, the boy walks with the wind, and the ruffian is handsome!
The young man's black shattered hair arc, the porcelain white skin added a little red in the sun, the delicate facial features were soft at the moment, both hands were in the pockets, the headphones were inserted in the right ear, and the white earphone cable was particularly attractive to the broken bones!
A familiar singing voice played in the headphones
That piece of laughter reminds me,
Those flowers of mine
In every corner of my life,
Quietly open for me
I used to think that
I will always be by her side
Today we are gone,
In the vast sea of people
They're all old
Where are they?
And so we went our separate ways
……
Suddenly, the boy's slow steps stopped, and there were very few people with him.
Then, he adjusted the position of the backpack, turned ninety degrees, and leaned against the wall, walking for so long because he walked slowly, so he didn't go far at all, and the wall he leaned against was still the outer wall of his school.
The boy adjusted his posture, took out his mobile phone, compared his scissor hands, and took a commemorative one!
Good bye
Rare high school life!
Good bye
Students!
……
The appearance of the young man is probably this: he says to give up, but he is holding his breath in his heart.
- "Quotations"