How many memories of the campus are there after leaving the school

You write very well and empathize.

The student days were wonderful.

Social history is brutal.

It's good to learn to cherish, and tears run

I'm done with my defense on the 6th, and I'm about to get out of ......Really graduated ......There is no next campus this time!

When you go to college, you will know that the most emotional is still high school, and the third year of high school is the most beautiful will be a long-term memory in your life, and you will know how to cherish it after you have passed.

Those sad topics are always the first to hover in people's minds, separation, parting. Often feeling that he is sad, we are always willing to say, "Those who are sad; Please don't mention it again.

However, I like this sadness, in this city where no one knows anyone, only those are touched on my planet. Occasionally recall, in that blue sky, there was once a group of teenagers, how carefree ...... was

I forgot how many days and months I spent in school, but I just remember that it was here that we got to know each other, and the chance of a few hundred million of us was that we were together. This fate is how many times in the previous life passed by, how many times did my puppets not know how to cherish before, did not cherish what they had, and always looked forward to what they did not have. However, when what we didn't have became what we had, what we once said we had also became what we didn't.

Maybe when we know this, we know how to cherish each other. But if we pinch our fingers and think carefully, how much time do we have to cherish again?

I have forgotten the ups and downs I have gone through with my classmates, but what I remember will always be that beautiful appearance. So, why hate that? It's all fate, God has given us the opportunity to get together, so don't get bored anymore, we still know too little about each other......

You're writing well, yes.

Every night is the beginning of our party.

Remember when it snowed, we laughed in the snowflakes despite the cold?

I still remember picking loquat limbs together, stealing grapefruit and pomegranates, and stealing flowers on campus.

There are also interesting stories about evening self-study, and the cute "sign-in" of pure mothers

and the story of the eagle, as well as the cat family in the library.

For this reason, we have also vandalized public property several times.

The boys were also locked in the evening study hall.

Obviously, they saw our every move clearly.

He also invented a method of automatically locking the self-study classroom.

There are also ghost stories every night, and Jiajia and Sister Jiang's colorful performances.

The lizard running show of the ball, and the smiling snatching of things on the balcony to help us pick things up.

There are five of us! We're in five classes! Our wonderful residential life!

Jiajia's good sister.

Sister Jiang's brother and mother.

Balls at the same table. A mere younger brother.

These are all things we often talk about.

The madness of every birthday.

Every Sunday, we borrow homework from each other.

At the end of the week, everyone is worried about money.

Conversations in the wee hours of the morning late at night.

At night. The bedwetting of a small turnover, a ball.

Jiajia's snoring, Sister Jiang's dream talk.

My molars. This is part of my journal reminiscing about my junior high school life.

I miss my teacher's teachings. The second is that I personally miss the teacher's teaching. Although in the process of learning at school, I personally feel that the teacher has a particularly strict state when teaching himself.

Although I personally had a special sense of resistance at the time, it was only after saying goodbye to the campus that I realized that the strict teachers were the teachers we deserve the most gratitude. Therefore, in the process of remembering the teacher, I also wish my teacher to have a relatively healthy body and a happy life. I miss my school life.

However, in the process of nostalgia, what I personally miss the most is the time I spent with my classmates. Because I think that the time I spend with my classmates is my happiest state, and I also have some interesting things happening with my classmates in the process of getting along. However, these interesting things are also the most memorable things for me personally.

Eating with friends in the cafeteria, deserting with friends in class, what can you say to complain to a good friend, someone is around.

It should be life, the kind of life that can't go back!

I miss my brothers who got along well with me.

Nostalgia for the people you once liked or had a crush on.