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Listening to the song quietly alone late at night, without the hustle and bustle, without worries, drinking a cup of hot tea made by yourself, there is indescribable happiness in your heart, maybe happiness is so simple, simple satisfaction.

Looking through my previous diary, I saw the topic I wrote a year ago, and now I don't know where to start, I have experienced a lot in a year, there are joys, new joys, sorrows, pains...No matter how beautiful it is, it can't stand forgetting, and no matter how sad it is, it can't withstand time.

I used to think that receiving letters was very happy, because it meant that there were friends in the distance, but now I know that receiving letters is not necessarily a good thing, because it means that friends are far away.

Time flies and recalls youth: "Hehe, my youth has long been sealed with the end of the college entrance examination."

Time is still there, we are flying.

Looking back on the time of the year, I found that I ran all the way, longing to find a face similar to me in the crowded and hurried crowd, he had a similar fate to me, I could see in him the reference of my life, where to go, no longer so hasty.

My youth has not had time to ache, it has not had time to shed tears, it has become a memory.

Looking at the thick letters, there is a special warmth in my heart, which is the blooming of hearts. Maybe that's friendship, that's warmth.

I like to collect, and looking at my favorite books, I feel very relieved and intimate, because even if they become memories, they will also surround you, and they will not be far away, they do not have to be separated. Maybe the rainbow between us is like the kind of distance that seems very close, because we don't think about it, so we never forget.

A person silently listens to songs, silently reminisces, maybe the best appearance of a person is to be quiet, even if he lives alone, travels through one city after another, walks through one street after another, looks up at one sky after another, and witnesses one parting after another, so I can finally say calmly that I am finally not so persistent.

A year of moving, a year of insight, we are like a needle on the surface, constantly turning, turning, watching time leave in a hurry, but there is nothing we can do.

But we still remember that we hold happiness in our left hand and memories in our right hand, and the flowers bloom undefeated.

Dear teachers and students:

It feels like the memory is close at hand, but it's so far away from us; I lament that the future is so far away, but it is close at hand. Spring goes to spring, time slowly but quickly from our fingers flipping through the books, gently swiped, suddenly looked up, only to find that we have reached the day of parting. We're leaving the Lotus Ann campus and heading to Wenchang Pavilion.

Leave this beautiful starting point that imprints our growth footprints and some youthful breath, and go to the life station engraved with countless miracles.

Thinking of this time last year, we were also singing a parting song to bid farewell to the seniors of 09 High School. And today, it's us who leaves. I carefully reminisced about the past 700 days and nights, and found that we had used our youth to paint a colorful gongbi painting.

In the painting, there are scenes of us working together and reading at night, pictures of us helping each other and making progress together, shots of teachers teaching earnestly and listening humbly, and moments when we stop and shoot on the basketball court, when we shoot straight in front of the table tennis table, and in the speech competition, we point out the country and the sassy and heroic posture of passionate words, and on the stage of the drama, we are emotionally rich and vivid and moving performances... This painting that belongs to us follows the footsteps of time and slowly extends in the Lotus Yin Temple. And now, we must take it with us, with our dreams. Go to say goodbye to the Lotus Yin Nunnery, farewell to the yellow kudzu here, farewell to the wisteria here, farewell to the grass and trees here, farewell to the clouds and wind, farewell to the stars and spring water here, farewell to the green leaves and broken stamens here, farewell to you - our younger brothers and sisters, send you our best wishes, and wish you to continue to write more brilliant youth in this beautiful campus.

Leaving means the beginning of a new journey. In this year, there are pressures and burdens that we have never experienced, and there are hardships and difficulties that we have never thought of, our bodies will bear the expectations of our parents, teachers and even the motherland, and our dreams will also clearly emerge in our hearts. But the most difficult time is when we are not far from success.

Therefore, as long as we master the scientific learning method, have a rigorous way of thinking, show a diligent and down-to-earth enterprising spirit, a tenacious and tenacious perseverance, a calm and rational peace of mind, a heroic spirit to overcome everything, and a never-say-die ambition. Although a year is not a long time, it is enough to prepare us for the college entrance examination.

Climb the stairs, with a little expectation, a little reluctance, we must get rid of the unique glitz of youth, accept the baptism of knowledge with our hearts, with perseverance and persistence to fight for the pursuit, to fight for the dream, to meet the moment that belongs to us!

That's the end of my presentation, thank you.

Xin Yiwu "I'm waiting for you in my memories".

Nostalgia for the old days.

Nostalgia for the old days.

These days, I am always nostalgic for the past, nostalgic for the past, laughter, pain, laughter together, pain together, lingering in my mind.

Thinking of the past, we can argue over a little thing, we can talk about it together, and we will talk until the early hours of the morning at night, although it is a very naïve topic, but in our mouths it is also relish, ha, we were so carefree in the past!

I remember this time in 05, I stepped into the gate of junior high school, everything was so unfamiliar, unfamiliar environment, strange people, everything was so attractive, but it made me afraid, the attraction was that it was the first time to enter such a large campus, and I saw a lot of new things. The frightened thing is that I am not familiar with life, and I am afraid that I will have no friends.

When I opened that door, my freshman life began. Maybe it's because everyone doesn't know each other, but they get along very well. After a while, I have adapted to junior high school life and have had a great time because I understand the meaning of friendship.

When the old year passed and the new school year began, I was fortunate enough to be assigned to a class with Kai. In this year, he taught me a lot, taught me to be strong, taught me to be optimistic about fate, and taught me how to face life. Now, he's not around me and really miss those days.

I still remember that dormitory, 615, is a place that is hard for me to forget, and there are many happy memories for me. Fanzi, Xiaoma, Akai, Songsong, Shuang, Dawei, with them, really happy, we have agreed, for a lifetime, once known, do not forget.

Nostalgia, below the words, is a heart, above is today, so nostalgia must be in the heart of today, yes, in my heart, those days have been deeply imprinted. I stood at the entrance of the fifteen-year-old alley and looked back, and I couldn't help but think that three years had really taught me a lot, a lot. Three years, I really miss it.