liu yue, that graduation season

When I was still wandering in your world and feeling your youth, you declared the youth that I shouldn’t judge and the nightmare of being judged out. Waiting in this world of morning, see cold temperature, Angle put lowest, and then listen to heart 1.1 drop change, let this season on what happened. Maybe the sunshine in June became dazzling at the beginning. We got up at five o’clock and went to bed at ten o’clock. We were used to being buried by the darkness. Daily repetition, one thing, hair papers, exams, hand in papers, from 100 days to seven days, from seven days we struggled reluctantly only the last day, there is nothing left except a bitter smile. One thousand to one hundred were so muddled, until someone suddenly hung the sign marked with 100 at the front of the classroom, and someone suddenly stood on the rostrum and spoke to us with a microphone, I finally felt how respectable the stupid bell in the middle of the blackboard was, and how heavy the broken horn was. One thousand days ago, I met you for the first time on the playground. You were not more beautiful than I imagined, but you made me curious, so that you lied to me that you were a legend, and I could believe you wholeheartedly. So I got up early and went to bed late every day. I was the first one to come to the classroom and go out with everyone. But at the beginning, you made a noise. After more than 300 days, I chose to leave you. Departure from youth like sudden loss of gravity, 18 ℃ banxia that’s proud of the apathy. This No. 5 middle school is my first impression. She withdrew the temperature from my body and squeezed the broken dream into juice. Finally, there was a time when she no longer had the unforgettable persistence. Until one day I really left you again, with gratitude, maybe gratitude, and sadness. When I hovered at you cloud my ear of Hope want to, when I remember stumbled so desperately, when I can’t remember your face, that 18 ℃ banxia!

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