I used to be in and out of the classroom

The last word should be rhymed. "Room", "Try", "Gradually".

It is inevitable to take all kinds of exams, large and small.

Time passed in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, they were busy and busy, and they were doing their own things.

Survive the ups and downs and weave dreams.

I hope that everything will be successful.

Imagine the sweet and sweet classmates when they were young.

Just like attachment, love is like lips and teeth.

Even though there are twists and turns, day after day.

When I think about it, I am happy and happy, and I am like a dream.

Stay until you are conscientious and conscientious.

It is bound to be a reunion and a drunken spirit.

Once in and out of the classroom, it is difficult to escape all kinds of exams, large and small, time passes quietly in a hurry, and the ups and downs of ideals become more and more refined.

The ups and downs of life are also wonderful things, the harvest is big and small, what are the gains and losses, you and I are inlaid with each other, and the fate is so magical.

After ups and downs, what can be done, the achievements are brilliant, and the bitterness and bitterness of life are the true meaning, and yesterday's life and death have been smoked.

The Ming Dynasty honey sweet condensed power, the future prosperity and prosperity all over the field, the next life Hengheng is far from the truth and goodness, and the three lives are happy and blessed with unicorn ripples. Catch up with the Jade Emperor.

Writing poems does not seek extra points and is leisurely, but is busy for the republic.

We have spent ups and downs together.

Although attachment is still separated.

After that, the twists and turns went through their own experiences.

Even if the division and merger continue.

But joy will also accompany you.

Time is not reversed by the minute, and the second is gone.

I wish you all the best every day.

There will be a reunion and reunion to meet again.

You and I go through ups and downs together.

I used to go in and out of the classroom, so why bother me and I to have ghosts.

I'm busy, I'm busy, I'm busy shaking the torch, I'm busy sculpting myself, I'm busy moving cymbals, I'm busy blowing the reed flute to welcome spring, I'm busy shooting the prediction of happiness, I'm busy interviewing the news of the truth, I'm busy transplanting the tree of life into the jungle of battle, I'm busy brewing fermented blood into the juice of love.

Until one day I die, like the tail of the elephant sleeping in the smiling pond, I will turn off the lights and rest, I will have a beautiful finish, like a book of poems;

And the earth that covers me is the cover of the book of poems.

I'm busy, I'm busy.

The young man doesn't care, the streamer is like an arrow, and he doesn't realize that the light changes, and until now, he regrets that the moon is full, the flowers are full, and the wine is full; The flat boat wants to relieve the weeping Yang bank, and the feast is still the same, and the sun will disperse. Leaning on the blue tree, looking at the water far away, people far away. Song Qi: The waves are near

Ugly slave, Shubo Mountain Road, middle wall, Xin Qiji.

The boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow and falls in love with the floor. Fall in love with the floor, and worry about the new words.

Now I know all the sorrows, and I want to talk about it. I want to say that I will not rest, but I will say that the weather is cool and autumn.

Jiang Chengzi (done when he was extremely depressed by the pressure of studying in the third year of junior high school).

Everyone laughs at me for being impermanent.

When you are sad, you are crazy, and when you are happy.

Babbling is also crazy. Full of variety.

I want to break through the sky with the rising sun.

Fang spreads his wings and his heart flies.

Love and hate, dare to be ambitious.

Good son, be self-reliant.

Descendants of Yan and Huang. Red blood boiling chest.

In order to report China, I went to the soup fire.

Chop the wind and waves, and be high!

What I wrote is not famous, but it reflects the mood of my classmates at that time

Youth.

All the endings of Xi Murong have been written.

All the tears have also been set off.

But suddenly I forgot what kind of beginning.

On that old summer day that never returns.

No matter how hard I try to pursue it.

The young you are only like a cloud shadow.

And your smiling face is very shallow, very light.

Gradually disappearing into the group of Lan after sunset.

Then he turned the yellowed title page.

Fate bound it extremely poorly.

With tears in my eyes, I read and read again.

But I have to admit it.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

Two self-satirical poems (my name is hidden in the second poem).

The court runs through the sun and the moon, and the mind is new.

The belly is full of golden policies, and the whole thing is decided.

It is said that the appearance is great, but the secret road is not spring.

Waiting for the succession, win the heart.

The mountain lotus fairy picks, and the sun and moon emperor Yao picks it in the nine days.

In the past, the face of the south was all holy lords, and today the laity are not talented.

I only have two days for two days, I am never sure, one day for birth, one day for death.

I only had two days, and I was never sure.

One day for hope, one day for despair.

I only have two days, and every day is fantasizing, one day thinking about you and one day thinking about me.

I only have two days, I'm never sure, one day to pass by, the other day to pass by.

I love you, but I don't dare to say it, I'm afraid I'll die if I say it, I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid I'll die, no one loves you as much as I do.

Poems by 12-year-old peers (original).

Say goodbye to being a teenager and step into the campus of a middle school.

In order to set up a strong ambition to climb the gold list, dare to teach for six years and one day.

Why refuse love? Why can't you mess with it?

What poetic genre? Archaic style? Near-body? Modern poetry? Prose?

Why refuse to fall in love?

I have just entered the second year of high school, and there are no more freshman classmates in the class, and the pressure of studying is even greater. It's sentimental to think about.

Don't take it too seriously. In the second year of high school, you should focus on studying. I am a graduate of this year's college entrance examination. In our class, no one in our class is crazy all day long, playing and chatting with classmates, but you don't want to study and are embarrassed to stay in the class.

People are always floating around like duckweed, slowly meet new friends, this is a stage of growth, life is like this, meet, know, cherish, separate, and meet again.

Every collective I met was wonderful.

As long as you have them in your heart, you'll be fine.

Iron battalions, flowing soldiers.

Idioms: One (embrace) enters.

Pinyin： [yī yōng ér rù]

Definitions: crowded. All at once they all rushed in and squeezed in.

Sentence formation:

1. At eight o'clock, the supermarket was already crowded with people, and suddenly the door opened, and people rushed in and snatched all the instant noodles inside.

2. As soon as the classroom door opened, the students waiting at the door rushed in.

3. The firefighters swarmed in, and several high-pressure water hoses spewed out a strong stream of water together, extinguishing the fire on the roof in an instant.

4. Everyone rushed in, and the small temple was about to be broken.

Antonyms: Fish in and in and out of the fish.

Rushing in, consistently entering, it seems like there are only these two.

Rush in, always enter

Consistent and consistent and consistent and consistent and consistent and consistent.

For example, I was once blocked from Peking University and Tsinghua University, and I was not allowed to enter without a student ID and a pass.

Registration should be required, and it should be possible to enter empty classrooms as long as it does not affect students' classes.

It's all OK, except for individual schools, which can come and go at will, and some schools are stricter, but you can enter by showing your ID card.

In fact, I'm also facing the problem of knowing that there is no one in the world who is dependent on others to live, to be yourself, to live the way you should be, not to live in the eyes of others, and to think that you have a psychological problem when you feel that you are positive enough.

Since you don't want to deliberately fit in, be your truest self There's nothing wrong with that, why care about what others do with you! As long as you don't feel lonely, everything is fine, if you insist on your own way of doing things but you feel lonely, then you still have to change.

Live your life the way you like and live your life to the fullest.