The "student", which was accompanied by the label of 16 or 7 years, began from the moment we picked up the schoolbag and tied the red scarf. After we wore a bachelor's suit and shoveled the ear, the moment we took the suitcase out of the campus, it dissipated. Those old-fashioned classrooms, noisy playgrounds, tired canteens, slumbered dorms, and familiar faces that are unforgettable are no longer with us. Someone is happy, but more is sad and empty. From that moment on, we are not students!
The once big classroom was overcrowded. Everyone gathered together and waited for the teacher to name it.
There are still notes on the blackboard that have not been erased in the previous class. We are afraid that we will not be able to grab the seats, because it is common to stand behind. We will also put the book on the table in advance, just to occupy the seat. The big class is the easiest, because the teacher can't manage so many people, we can do what we want. "This is a bad behavior. We have to listen to it in class!"
The seats in the 37th district of the main stadium are empty.
Military training, cheerleading, sports games, football matches, etc. have been bustling, and all colleges will gather together because of an activity. Everyone shows their own college, running hard, jumping, glory for their college! The audience was filled with classmates who cheered for themselves. I also have an umbrella to cheer for my classmates.
I have four years of canvas bags and sandals.
At the fork of the school, a student walks past, just like the choice of life.
The runway of the playground is actually very artistic.
The couple took their hands and took the class together.