When I entered junior high school, I met a lot of people and learned a lot of new things. I learned from my classmates what QQ is and what is commercial housing...... I also know how far I am from them, and how far away I am from their world.

The school rules are that students should wear "school badges" during school, and the teachers on duty will check them every day during recess and other free time. Earlier, my sister's students had their school badges pinned to their chests. Later, when we came to this year, we began to wear the kind that resembled a "work card" around my neck. Wearing this kind of school badge is extremely inconvenient for both exercises and recess activities. I really don't understand the leader who made this school rule, I think this kind of person must have a brain made of a piece of.

The "school card" must also be pasted with a photo of yourself, the kind of one-inch color photo. My first photo shoot at school is still in my drawer. When I took it out, my hair was shaved short, and although my expression was slightly stiff, my eyes were shining with light, and I looked innocent and pure. After the first year of junior high school, I took another photo, and in the photo, I was frozen in the moment when the corners of my mouth twitched, and the high and low shoulders were still obvious. In this photo, my hair has grown long and I haven't shaved it, and my eyes are not as sparkling as before, but dull and unfocused.

After class, some of the male students in the back row always talked about some games. I often hear what they say about CF, crossing the line of fire. He also said that he picked up an AK one afternoon and killed several people. He thought the Desert Eagle was easy to use, and he agreed.

"I was playing a slot machine in the game hall that day, playing for a long time, and earning a pocket of hard pens......"

"The Internet café on the street has only a few machines, and sometimes you can't get on the number if you have money. I can only look at it from the side......

I couldn't understand a word of their chat.

At that time, it was still popular to read novels, romance, science fiction, and immortal cultivation in the class...... Whoever buys a copy will definitely be borrowed by other students to take turns reading it after reading it. The covers of that kind of book are all anime style, handsome guys and beautiful girls. But I wasn't very interested in this kind of book, and I still do. I doubt the age and cognition of the people who wrote these books that allow them to paint such a world with their pen......

The school library is a place I frequent, and it is located on the top floor of the school building. The librarian was initially a music teacher, but she later assigned an older senior to take charge. Every Tuesday after school is the time to borrow and return books, and the library is closed at other times. The collection of books in the library is all old books, and some books are even published for more than eight years, and the pages are yellowed with moisture. But that doesn't affect my love for these books, or my yearning for the unknown.

I often borrow the "100,000 Whys" series and the "Unsolved Mysteries" series. Later, Xiaoguang went with me to borrow a book, and he took a fancy to a "fishing guidebook" and asked me to lend it to him. He didn't have a library card at first, but since he read the book, he has also gone for a library card. In the three years of junior high school, as long as the school library was open, I would basically go there once. I read all the books in it as long as I am interested. Later, I finished reading everything I was interested in, so I took a copy of "Water Margin". However, after reading the first few chapters of this book, I couldn't read it anymore and threw it on my desk. was accidentally glimpsed by a classmate sitting in the back row, and he took it to see it, and watched it with relish.

In the biology class of the second semester of the seventh grade, the second session is about human reproduction. We were all a little shy at the beginning of this class, and even the biology teacher who taught the class was a little difficult to speak, so I was stunned to digress for a long time before starting the lecture. This biology class can be regarded as a "sexual enlightenment" for many people, and I think it must be an indelible memory in everyone's learning career.

After that, some classmates in the class got the yellow book from nowhere, and there were only a few pages left, and they were still reading there, and they were still grabbing it. Because the snatching was too intense, it attracted the attention of a female class leader, and finally reported it to the teacher. The students who competed for the little yellow book were called to the office of the teaching director, and they not only received oral education but also suffered the punishment of "bamboo shoots".

In the second semester of the eighth grade, teachers from technical secondary schools and vocational schools came to the school to recruit students. The teacher said that the students in the class who had ideas about this could go to the multimedia classroom and listen to their introductions. A lot of the students sitting in the back row went, and I went to the classroom to listen to it once.

The teachers of the technical secondary school and vocational school brought a USB flash drive, made a PPT to explain to us, and sent us a page of introduction to the school. In short, the teacher who explained the school beautified the school very beautifully with fluent words, which made us have a kind of "it was my fault that I didn't go to this school" or "Isn't this a big pie smashed in front of me?" I wouldn't be a fool if I didn't pick it up."

Many of my classmates were attracted by the "good" school that the lecturer had never seen before, and even I was intoxicated with the "good" campus life I imagined. But after the explanation, as the projection lights went out, everyone dispersed in a hurry, and my "dream" was also extinguished.

My sister once discouraged her family and went to vocational school. At that time, before going to school, my family borrowed money from everywhere to make up for the tuition. She also assured her family that she would study hard at school and live up to her family's expectations. As a result, when I was about to graduate, I brought back a CD. When it is played on DVD, it is all about room service.

"Okay, I'll send you to study, and I'll come back with some learning. Do you have to go to school to make beds and clean? At the beginning, I said that I didn't listen, but I wanted to ......"

As soon as I thought of this, with my sister's experience, my illusions about technical secondary schools and vocational schools were shattered. I cleaned up, went back to the classroom, and continued to do my homework and read books.

On the day they came to school the next Monday, they were talking about going to vocational school.

"My dad agreed, and he gave me the money to pay for my own tuition!"

"My dad didn't agree at first, but then my grandma and mom went and talked to him for a long time before he agreed to let me go to ......"

The class teacher officially told us that several students in the class were going to vocational school, and they took graduation photos before the class was still together. So after making an appointment with the photography teacher, the head teacher called the principal and the classroom teacher, and we took graduation photos on the playground in front of the teaching building.

Not long after, a van was sent from the vocational school to pick them up. Some of the students stood in the hallway to see them off, and the school took a firecracker and set off the moment the car started.

During the final exam, it snowed heavily. A male classmate who was in the same exam room as me said that he bought two packs of snacks from the store and got one pack free, and asked me to buy them together. He bought two packs to eat, and I just picked the one I liked. We bought it and stood in the hallway, eating spicy noodles while watching the snow outside.

We didn't throw away the outer packaging of the finished snacks, we went into the classroom and threw them in the trash. When I walked into the trash can with the snack package, Ling was sitting next to me. In the ten seconds before and after throwing the garbage, my mood is indescribable. A little nervous, but also a little happy. She is still so good-looking, with white skin, a small face, and big shining eyes......

When we went to the library to borrow books, sometimes when the senior sister who managed the books didn't open the door for something, we would stand in the corridor and wait. Once I was condescending and saw her and her classmates jumping on the playground. I watched it for a long time, and I was reluctant to leave. The classmate next to me who had come to borrow a book urged me to hurry up, but I stayed where I was.

"Come on, they won't be here today. What are you looking at, what's there to see? Which girl attracted you and made you unable to move a single step? ”

"What's the girl? I think...... See ......"

I was hesitant and unwilling to tell him the truth. His face began to heat slightly, so he casually told him that I was watching the birds in the tree, and went downstairs with him.

That was the last time I saw her, and I haven't seen Ling since the beginning of the second year. Later, I heard from her classmates in the same village as her that she didn't study and went to work.

In 8th grade, we were taught Chinese by the same teacher. Once, in class, he took another class's composition to our class for correction, and accidentally left the composition of "Ling" on the podium. As I passed the podium, I saw the text of the composition with her name written on the cover. Open the book,The font is still square.,Every word is written stroke by stroke.。 The title of the essay is "My Dream".

In the essay, she said that her dream was to be a "flight attendant", but she felt that she was not good enough. She felt fat and short...... I felt that she looked down on herself, she wasn't fat at all, she wasn't short at all. And I don't think there's anything good about being a "flight attendant", she can go on to other careers......