I graduated from junior high school, and I felt very sad for a while!

Life is full of surprises, don't be sad, some people are going to leave your world, and naturally someone will enter your world.

The good past should be a reason for you to continue to live happily.

Perhaps, what awaits you is more worth looking forward to.

There are more than 20 days left before the high school entrance examination, and I am looking at the countdown on the blackboard in the classroom. I was inexplicably nervous, indeed, there are only more than 20 days left, and we are about to separate.

I don't know if I'll be happy or sad, and if I'll be back here after all these years – we've been here for three years'Place, here are my precious memories, I don't know if I will remember my former mentor and classmates who get along day and night after many years. I don't know if the last moment we step out of the school gate, will we be nostalgic and look back. Will you still feel the same mood as when you first came in?

Xian, remember? We've cried, laughed, and had awkward fights together. We only met in the second year of junior high school, and we were both naïve and innocent ...... at that timeIn the blink of an eye, we are about to separate, remember we once said:

Graduated without tears. Hehe, after graduation, we really don't shed tears?

Graduated, friend, three years are coming to an end. The bitterness and bitterness of the past will become a good memory. Forever in our hearts.

It's the third year of junior high school, and we're about to graduate!

Graduation season, all kinds of busy.

That she, not connected.

Stay in high school and look forward to meeting again.

The mountains are edgeless, and the heavens and the earth are combined.

I dare to never be with the girl...

It's sad, I don't have emotions, but I want to be like others.

Use that sad text to write down the scattered youth and the dreams of the past.

Maybe never again, go you.

I graduated from junior high school. —Epigraph.

I remember counting down a few days to the third year of junior high school, I was still ignorant, and I always smiled and said to my friends, "Look, we will be liberated in a few days." Then I looked at them and laughed stupidly, I knew that kind of laughter, laughing was very heartless, but only this kind of laughter could bring out the helplessness in my heart.

I knew I wasn't doing well, and even in the end, I didn't pay much attention. Because, I know, I'm not a very good kid, I just like to play. Even if I can't play, I still hold on, because I'm afraid of hurting my face, I love face, but sometimes I will sell face because of interests, so I don't think I'm really a good boy.

I remember that a few weeks ago, when I was in class with my tablemates, I didn't listen carefully, I kept discussing, counting my fingers and then taking a vacation. As a result, when they got their graduation certificates, everyone was unhappy, because after all, there is always a bit of friendship between classmates for 2 years, or 3 years. As a result, everyone was discussing lively, and he accompanied the teacher to come in and say, you can say it, I'll talk about it when I've said enough, listening to his tone, it's still a little desolate, tactful and a little compassionate, we all know that we have graduated, and we are about to wave and say in vain.

So, the teacher said whatever we wanted, and we knew it, so everyone said it desperately. It was as if I was going to spit out the words of several lifetimes, and I saw everyone talking happily, and I also played heartlessly and laughed.

Suddenly, everyone was quiet, because the teacher came, and he asked us, are you done? Can it be my turn to speak? I know that Yinhao's two sentences contain his last respect for us, like a friend.

It's not like the previous shouting of teachers and students, I won't say it, and I won't make trouble, looking at everyone's condensed expressions, the teacher he knows. He said, "Then I'm going to do it, can you stop making noise?" The words came out as if they were pleading.

I looked at him, and his eyes seemed to be able to speak, revealing reluctance.

The final class meeting is over, and the graduation ceremony is over. Everybody's gone. Some ran in a hurry, and some were reluctant to give up their 3-year junior high school career, but they were born like young eagles.

Breaking out of the shell, everyone was crowded, and they were all talking about how to be stupid this summer, I watched it. Laughed.

I graduated from junior high school.

Why are there still so many people looking back here with their bags on their backs, why is there still a person so stupid who often comes back to see everything here, to see the campus where he once lived, his teachers, his younger siblings.

What more than a day! When will we be able to get together?

With so many good memories of us, who of us is willing to say goodbye? The afterglow of the setting sun outlines the sadness of parting because of the feelings、Now maybe we are really liberated。 Oh, it's not a junior high school student!

You'll never see me when I'm at my loneliest, because I'm loneliest only when you're not with me.

In September of last year, we were in the third year of junior high school, and we were destined to put in a year of hard work.

We live happier lives than we used to be, and we get used to sleeping late. We experienced and recognized those post-90s mantras. We learned to have meetings in the middle of the night with electric lights. I don't have to queue up for food at the cafeteria, and we like the 'group o' because we feel more secure that way.

Maybe time will finally blur our figures, maybe time will finally make us silent, but ah, but now I really want to take your hand and thank you for the time that there has been, let us wait in excitement, wait for the final moment, that moment, I will say to you:

Some people will always be engraved in their memories, even if they forget his voice, forget his smile, forget his face, but the feeling when they think of him will never change.

This word appeared in the dictionary when we were 16 years old, and in the third year of junior high school, we changed a lot and became more open.

Why should I be sad, I also graduated from junior high school, and although my classmates are very reluctant, they still have to be happy, because it's good to have each other.

Yesterday I took the exam, today I graduated, and tomorrow is a good tomorrow.

Alas! Parting, alas!

3 years of friendship, 3 years of friends, 3 years of sincerity, can only be cherished in the bottom of my heart in the blink of an eye. I wonder what will happen in many years?

Now there are 3 years and everyone's bits and pieces in front of me, as if it happened yesterday, why, Wang Bo can chant the poem "Confidant in the sea, if the end of the world is next to each other", but I can only hide my tears and sigh, 3 years later, we parted ways and started a new life course. Now, years later, when we meet on street corners, will we still know each other?

I have a thousand words in my heart, but when the words come to my mouth, I don't know where to start, because I'm too stupid. Perhaps, here, I can only wish you all smooth sailing and academic success in your new school!

A really good journal is something you write from the heart, not a fake idea for someone else to do it. Don't you feel a little sad? You write what you want to say.

That's what you're talking about!! The most authentic you!! It doesn't matter if it's well written or not, but that's what you think in your heart.

Friend, you also said that you should be sincere, and the best thing is to write it yourself, so that you can express yourself better. If you write it yourself, you can also write about some memorable things, so that others will feel real and will be reluctant to look back! Although the writing is poor, as long as you can write your own feelings, it is the best article, so why ask someone to help?

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