Time goes by, people with a bad memory will always forget happy, unhappy things.
High school is the most unforgettable, the most flavor. It is said that youth is the most precious, recalling the past, really do not know how to cherish. Every emotional mission, is an irreversible regret.
The time of senior three is the most unforgettable. At that time, the best hard work, the most studious, the most like a "good student". Every morning the day has not yet dawn ,I walked through the road, from the dormitory to the classroom.Iwas seeing the blooming flowers, the principal walking, the quiet campus.All had a special taste, very special. I remember that in the last days of fighting for the college entrance examination, we got up early and came home late, learning to be bored. The weather was too hot, no air conditioning day was sad, we sit on the ground, standing at the window, squatting beside the bench, all kinds of toss about, all kinds of fatigue.
The stage exam was going on every second. The teacher's test paper was like the knowledge point in front of you, could not be finished, did not end. The computer screen in the classroom on the score table was very thick, we stood side by side by the railing outside the classroom, "there is no progress, so", "we go to the junior college together", "nothing, very good, you test ok"... Encourage, disappointed, lucky, excessive, mixed taste of emotion is particularly clear, accompany me to fight each of the classmate friendship, is a lifetime of luck. Now, they are washed away by time, too much, too young emotions do not know how to cherish and management.
I was 18 that year. My table was full of all kinds of luxurious beverage juice, the most expensive hamburger and fries in the canteen, the apple and orange brought from home, the picture frame of my photo, the lovely pig ornaments, all kinds of written notes... School days are the poorest, but the warmest. These gifts were no longer available at any future stage, because they were too unique, too desirable, too precious. Unfortunately, I forgot their taste, but are very good to drink, very delicious, very cute, very moved.
The college entrance examination days, we loved to listen to a song "moss", that is "classic poems spread" song of song poetry, when the Chinese teacher let out this piece of video, "the day is not around, the youth just tap", "moss spend as little, also learn peony open", "if you don't have the tears irrigation, perhaps the children of the baby", "dreams are guideposts lit up for you, all the darkness, for the morning arrangement", "dreams are guideposts, lit up for you". Everyone felt especially deep, I remember, my nose sour, secretly wiped away the tears in the eyes. That kind of feeling, only at that time powerless, helpless, hopeless we know, every word is our monologue, the tears after the exam, the darkness of disappointment, the college dream in the heart...
That day, the teacher in charge of the class began to cry. At the end of the evening study, there was a sudden power cut, and we were all sitting at our desks, wondering if everyone didn't want the lights on again. The head teacher counted our progress, sad, and tired, each frame is touched. It was about to the last two days of the college entrance examination, I and the ignorant teenager a second eye to eye, we and tears together sing the song "moss", the head teacher's face tears, too taste.
The college entrance examination was over and we all forgot to say goodbye. Who knows, that every place in the campus, will become the most desirable place in the future. That kind of taste, only the photo can remember, even if the old place revisited, never return. The day I left, I threw all the books, all the notes and papers I hated into the trash can in a panic, finally ending the havoc, finally! I how do not know, now I want to see their own art, and see the efforts of the past, once the struggle, but, there is nothing left, all with the lid of the garbage can forever sealed, forever.
Yes, I will have a chance to go back, I will have a chance to see some old friends again, I will have a chance to eat the most annoying canteen food, I will go back to... But those smells, already the day after the college entrance examination ended I walked out of the campus at that moment, stopped abruptly, it went far away, far away, not back.
The boy who made my heart move, the bunk bed friend I hugged, the best friend I ever walked by, every frame of my life I ever lived... See you forever...
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