The feast is over, and we are still there

Will anyone really miss high school, the place we desperately wanted to escape...

High school, especially the third year of high school, can't do the questions, the test can't be finished, the key points that can't be memorized, we struggle every day towards five to ten, or even eleven nights and twelve nights, all for the last exam, for the acceptance letter, in order to leave quickly, the high school we hate, it's too tired and tired, the last moment of the third year of high school, everyone can't be called insistent, called boiling, staying up again, staying up again, it's over immediately.

The moment I came out of the examination room, listening to the music played in the school, the atmosphere was full, everyone had an expression on their faces that had finally grown up after suffering, back to the classroom, everyone was in a hurry to pack up their things, the school regulations could not stay, everyone hurried to go, who would stay in that classroom at that time, who was not with the joy of graduation, who was eager to leave quickly, and now, regretful, did not say goodbye, farewell to the place where we struggled for three years.

That place carries how many memories you have, how much youth, happy unhappy, laughter and tears, hurt and pain, now close your eyes and think about it, is it a casual smile, now look at those people, do you think they are simple and beautiful, maybe what we miss, not high school, but that part of the people, they are really important and important, they are people who will not forget in this life, the days with them, is high school.

There are many, many scenes worth remembering: the last row, close to the cabinet, as soon as you stand up, you can get the things in the cabinet, there are a lot of snacks in it, and when you talk to the same person, you can be seen by the teacher at the back door, but you still enjoy it; you never see anyone after class, you take a cup and pull up your friends and run out, in fact, you can't drink much water, but the place where you receive water can see the person you want to meet, you can say hello to him and say two words; there are always people who run out to the toilet after three minutes of ringing, just so that they can not go to the toilet in class There will also be several afternoons, students with food and drink come in, open a beautiful and comfortable afternoon; there are always a few afternoons, there will be students in the class will be sent things, everyone around to watch the lively, until the class is about to disperse reluctantly; later near the college entrance examination, as soon as you enter the classroom is a silence, everyone is studying, the atmosphere is low, everyone is tense, so nervous and nervous... And what else, probably the extracurricular books and the small notes that can't be passed on in the classroom, and the playing of the boys in the grocery room on the fifth floor during recess... And a lot... Better..

Where in the world there is no scattered tenderness, graduation will always come, the group of people will always disperse, the classroom will always be there, but the master is no longer us, he will usher in a new group of people, start a new story, the original gang of people, the north and south, each running ahead.

But how can people who are worried about each other disperse, we will always go home, no matter how long, we will always see each other.

(With this article, I miss my high school and those who were important to me)