Inadvertently be covered with the book. Overwhelming.
those days, those things
Finally, I wrote Classmates these words:
Enjoy touched the heart. Although there is no earth-shattering thing we experience shock, but we are all along for his dream Fenli hard. We enjoy the pleasures of life, but also the challenges of life, for an unknown future.
fourth day of life across the blue sky,bailey UGG boots, white clouds floating across, through wind, through the joy of life, across the lush green trees outside the window tall, delicate flowers across the window, over the Students brilliant smile, carrying a youthful atmosphere over the fourth day (4) classes, it does not drift in the sea of time it will deep inside each of us the amount settled. That is because we have been laughing, crying too, have loved, hated. But in the end walked in the rain. I am eager to read your
blessings of life to another site, to begin my journey tomorrow.
write these words, I was standing on the roof, watching the surging river to the east, thousands of years ago, suddenly thought of Confucius lamented that So the fourth day of life vaguely felt in practice, the tunnel will be drifting away, and instantly, then cleaning the blood and more under the debris, put together in the afterglow of the setting sun, the heart is a little spread out, tears rolled down ... finally ...
It was June 12, 2009 in the evening, I was so clear, so clearly remember those times, those things silently through my fingers Homecoming, which many of flying time, I was deeply impregnated thin youth.
that evening, I stood in the wind-stricken, at a loss ... ...
summer, a quiet
2008 年 8 20 May, that the world was a big, big rain, I am holding the umbrella, slowly walking in the rain, and my heart is the irrepressible excitement. Teaching front walk, I stopped and looked up, watching the solemn teaching building is impressive. At that moment, I thought as a Yucheng's followers, it is full of longing and faith. Understand that this fight will be my starting point in life, here is the window I want to go tomorrow.
fourth day, my fourth day, the people fear the fourth day finally came. It feels like vicissitudes come a long way, only find a here. Fourth day, hard work, the starting point, the ideal start.
Looking back now, making up for that summer day, is so full and calm. Hot, dry air, the effort was filled with the sweat, soaked with the smell of really bright. In class, we fast to take notes, seriously really listen, the face of the teacher's questions, we are actively answer. Small trees outside the window is always a bug or bird sounds, cool corner of the woods, those Creeping Loneliness crazy growth, huge studded leaves a little flower. The quiet depths of the forest, a group of young people are known for their hard work tomorrow.
teachers and students of our school building is nicknamed the free. Hours so childish face reminds me of a child to eat a sugar sweet. The corner, many people litter in the classroom, buried organize your notes. Tired to rise and at the same table small talk for a while, talk to the happy at the size of it can be bright, quiet, happy classroom ripple waves.
and I, like a person lying on the table. Being open to learn, relax. Green leaves looked like to find in the Heart of the leaves; like to see flowers in the butterfly busy lonely figure; like to see the sun pouring down through the leaves leaving a bright ring; like ... ... like to rely on so quietly, Think about tomorrow, think about the future, listen to the music like water, relaxed and natural swing in the bottom of my heart. Yuan on my side, her ramble to complain, complain about the disregard of life and learning, and sometimes about her emotional experience, sad but beautiful. At the end, I always said to her:
fourth day we often complain that they is not strong enough, and often ask yourself why. Then asked, and we still will work hard,UGG boots, as always forward, so far we find ourselves to be more courageous than expected.
remain calm calm
I'm really very dynamic time, every day, then the joy and happiness.
morning to go to school facing the sun, the brilliant sunshine, a perfect blue sky, so there will be a very, very good mood, think of the classroom teachers are friendly, my dear classmates and reciting voice Morning Reading , filled the mouth of the dimple on the inexplicable joy. Humming the song all the way so cheerful, extremely happy.
up the steps, looked up and saw the little trees, see the simple quiet classroom building, my heart will be filled with a very simple nature of happiness very close, giving the feeling of ease. When walking in the trees, I always like to rise through the layers of leaves to see bits and pieces of the sun, and sometimes see the blue sky, the gap between the leaves, with my walking, viewing angle changes, see the blue sky is also changing the at this time if there be innocent of the stream flowing in the heart. Hardened into a light blue sky, feel beautiful.
put together the noon recess and go home. On the road, some of aromatic intellectual speak little things matter, or talk about the Afternoon, the Section II class, I always like pulling Yuan, my childhood playmate. Basketball court to sit, hiding under a tree, I gave her some beautiful prose pieces back to her or sing their own song lyrics and music written, Yuan will be very quiet to hear, very quiet laugh.
behind Yuan beautiful sunshine, blue sky, white clouds floating on the graceful, clear soft music echoing in the air, so ten minutes is happy, happy, carefree.
study up between classes, I will go to the playground, and Yuan, go for a blow and see the moon, the number of stars. I am afraid of the dark, but because of Yuan in the side, I'm not afraid. Although I am afraid of the dark, but I like the night, because I like the stars and the moon, like the vaguely pleasant to the ear next to the passers-by whispered conversation. Looked up, you will find very very naive. Endless night sky, then looked up, I always ask myself tomorrow, where passing a trace of the lonely heart.
life was too quiet. Fourth day, how I would not worry about it.
night, the night classes, back home, I quickly organize notes, doing exercises, and rehearsal time in the unconscious often fly 12. Picked up the bedside diary before going to bed, write a little bit of enjoyment, write essays mood, laughing with eyes closed and sleep at ease.
That is the simple joy of my life, such as angel.
late October, the day is some cool books and some began to turn yellow, life is still calm.
prime
arrived at 11 mid-January, mid-term exams are over, I managed to get surprisingly good.
still remember the day I walked into the classroom, as usual, the students they are nothing but the wearer's eyes staring at me. Yuan smile came face pinched my nose, ambiguous, said: subtle tone, but irrepressible happy, because knowing that the article is indeed written in very beautiful.
to be happy I sat down at the back of the text suddenly cried out:
only after I multisection 130 in math, history is the first class, geography class is almost the fourth, the top ten ranking into the year.
head teacher praised me on the podium, I have been happy laughter below, knowing the real laugh. Language lessons that I read that article, the classroom quiet, are reveling in the beautiful words, and happy, really happy.
article also spread to other classes then go, a pleasure called Oh, girls began to struggle, began to spread to my hands a small piece of paper, school or on the way home will have to strike up girls. In the face of all this, I always smile, no anger, no pride, just feel the joy of being appreciated.
was class I, Wen, Wei comparable results, often similar to the office we will all ask the teacher questions. Saturday and Sunday afternoon and evening schools will open the door, someone will study hall classroom, everyone was quiet, occasionally someone will put some beautiful music.
pleasant as the afternoon, the same time, such as quiet water.
my good relationship with teachers and classmates. Teachers often come to me talk and talk some more about how to arrange a time to review the issue. Like the exchange of ideas and students, along with a joke. Is still often a person lying on the table. See the blue sky, watching clouds and listening to the school radio station release and soft music. Days are still beautiful, it makes me doubt that he is not always the fourth day of the.
students began classes in the political history of the area get down on the large, pale face revealed the endless confusion in the future. The following morning, the first lesson the students will always see flapping in the wind rushed to buy bread and snacks to make up for breakfast buffet.
basketball court has been down a tree to the leaves. Increasingly around the quiet, just me and Yuan will still be feeling the sun sitting in court, listening to music. To live as I forgot myself in the fourth day, forgotten the time to 12 months.
empty heart
a little time goes by, more and more students of different emotions before the operation seemed to many more.
moment I seemed to have become tired, not interested on what are all of a sudden, the courseware is no longer a man lying on the table and look at the scenery, but busy finishing note, I feel it seems a long time with no and Yuan a walk to the basketball court. Eighth-grade students to see a joyous time playing basketball dripping. Diary of the empty bed a lot and count more than a dozen pages,Discount UGG boots, the ten days, feeling empty, the table has piled a lot of work, the magazine was thrown in a corner.
feel suddenly become decadent and corrupt. Write operation was hardly encountered multiple-choice questions to scribble a stretch, but at the same time I developed problems of overeating, and my heart is very upset, wanted to do nothing.
tired of thinking math problems, tired of writing never see the head of the English reading, tired of the back of the language syntax, tired words over and over again on the back, tired of learning, every day every day, inexplicable irritability .
12 26, that night, it began to snow, I rushed to the basketball court, a person standing on the central court, looked up the snow drift in the night sky, I Shenshouqujie snow, a moment, I suddenly thought of his ideal of their own future, suddenly feeling all so confused, so far away. If empty heart, I am unable to squat, silent tears dripping.
way behind me I do not know when to stand, she gently took my shoulders and said: desire,
way slowly said, I cried even more powerful, and an unprecedented grievances, an unprecedented move ... ...
hard in the exam
New Year's Day holiday for three days, that afternoon, leaning against the rail, and makes me think about things, sorting of garbage a month to the heart.
It is a pity to waste a month's time, my grades have dropped a lot, actually ranking year to more than 30. Came to understand the importance of this month. Determined to turn anti-chasing, hard work, and once in the examination. I changed the usual lazy attitude towards learning, to strive to love all my teachers, parents and students.
morning 5:: 00 to get up and started to render service to eat. Morning Reading 5:30, back in English language word or phrase. 12:00 school, I usually stay in school to do some math problem, probably at 12:45 for lunch, get some sleep. 5:30 afternoon after school, I generally do not go home, a bag of milk and a loaf of bread to resolve dinner. Then the word back in school. We study up to 9:50 on the night, the school's electricity supply to 12:30, so I self-study in the classroom to 12:00 and then go home.
daily schedule is very full, there is no breathing space. Day is very full but also difficult. And I still struggle with the process, aromatic, as well as sensitivity and soldiers. Process is almost noon and I go home, all the way back to each other we either English words, or ask each other History students. If it is boring, Cheng will tell me a joke, I will buy for her to eat jelly. Five of us go home at night, 12 o'clock at night, the streets empty no shadows, only the school snack bar is also light on the opposite side. We often get something to eat when hungry, to several boiled. Twilight heat diffuse light in the night, shrouded in a few of young and pale, pale but confident in the face. When we go back together five often sing out loud, like most ease.
only do every day and learn about, Zhuojiao the HOHO has long moved in, the magazine on the shelf, only occasionally looking through the meal. 'd Often want to change lamp bulbs, used a pile of scrap paper pile.
day is very pale, April Fool's Day has passed, no one actually aware of the class.
written homework often tired, he raised his aching head, the quiet sky, not looking for anything, just frustration, but a loss only. The tree came from the school, my heart could even breed a touch of sentimentality. In a good sunny afternoon, I spread out the palm, watching the strange patterns their hands, wondering about the future in which all mysterious about life metaphor.
after two die, I once again entered the year ranked the top ten, no joy, no fun, only a faint sigh, and only a tremendous sense of relief. Performance is stabilized in mid-April.
looking away lofty mountains, near a wide river. We moved into new classrooms has been a month, and now bright and spacious classrooms, nearly 90 people can sit down and have a great sub-windows, through the window to see beautiful beautiful blue sky, beautiful clouds beautiful .
us on the fifth floor, and I often went to the roof to go, because standing on the roof to see our previous I used to gaze at the classroom before a daze, we have always felt there came the laughter.
time flies, I am still used every day to enrich the lives of fatigue, although the results were stable, did not dare take it lightly. I always easy to sad, began to miss his comfortable life was simple and fun.
put the school radio station became popular classical music, there zither, pipa, erhu ... ... I often heard like water in the air like a roundabout.
When I wear shirts and walk in the sun, I suddenly realize that summer is fast approaching. That spring? Beautiful gorgeous spring? Perhaps I am busy with school rush line between two points at home, struggling to overcome problems in the sea I buried the time missed it.
missed a season of beauty, this is the first time since grown up.
class in the atmosphere is very different, better performance and poor performance are slightly relaxed, good scores that students complete a final review of knowledge about the most important thing is good in the final stages of mentality, poor academic performance of students is already given up. Only middle-grades students is still struggling, hard effort.
classroom after school is still filled with the next section II the aroma of bread and coffee, some people have started writing in the mass Classmates.
Oh, my God! Time flies.
end
mid-May busy.
busy medical, busy filling, camera busy, busy people write Classmates.
countdown on the board did not turn over several days, and then went to look at other classes only to find we have ignored the time, the original test for is no longer in fear, but rather slightly to look forward to.
job becomes less every day, most of the time looking at the words, you may say.
I became calm is settling down after the vicissitudes of calm, often go to the basketball court Yuan, get some fresh air, casually sit. I began to yearn school classmates began to treasure every minute, think of the separation after the college entrance examination,UGG shoes, my tears will not stop in to stay. The last ten days, the classroom became very lively, friendly students close to each other a lot, we all thought of the original separation. When I looked through the window again, lonely beauty of the sky outside the window, Yie Bei came to sing with emotion, bringing back memories: staggered times beautiful, and intriguing recall, sorrow and grief in my heart, turned sad, it was found a few pairs of eyes around the wet, we are so sad farewells.
6 1 March, I bought a jelly-way, and we go home together. I told her I used to like her, but is still very calm voice, slow to speak. Way to stop looking at me, I know, I always know that you are a calm sad boy. Many people will like you if they can read.
and then we laughed together, jelly good to eat, the sun is very bright.
6 11, I-fang, Cheng, Min, soldiers go to the examination room, met the Yuan, and with six people sitting in the basketball to sit on the line, and we sang along with Ma Tianyu's strong Only to find there are many students there. Crowded woods, an instant I think of August 20, 2008 rain day and the day I stand in the school front of the building is full of longing and faith ... ... tears on the way to stay.
fast separation of those few days, the feelings are so fragile, and tears are so easy to spread.
next day - June 12, I harbored feelings of longing into the examination room, still the same like Yucheng's followers.
6 13, 5:00 pm With high hopes I still feel out of the examination room.
fourth day to end like this, and anticipated, but also surprise.
traces of youth
after the test was to see this in a poem called There are chairs, time paused, the wind turned to this fresh, white dress under the blue sky children remembered dream sentences, they said through the years people are different with each new year to spend similar. this poem, it is natural thought of the fourth day of the time, fragments of those memories emerge from the bottom of my heart. Aroma He has been missed all of the past.
think of now is very quiet fourth day, remember those through the years, tears still often stay. That is how the unforgettable, once the memory of that fourth day will have time faded, and I realize I was wrong, those days are still so clear.
think of these things, I was sitting in the shade, the sun pouring down from the tree crevices, heavy shadows of the trees makes me feel staggered times. Quiet afternoon, I recall the beautiful past, has missed all of the past, walked the streets are not for eternity, because all traces have been run over in the Mind.
beautiful blue sky, beautiful clouds, very good mood, quiet grove, watery song, under the glow lamp, floor of the windows, facing the future and dream ... ...
that traces of youth, so clear.
never forget, never forget ... ...
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