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[Introduction]: Summer vacation is coming, and all my schoolmates and sisters forget this prison. Who never such? I am not listed. I remember that I used to have weekends, standing in the corridor and watching the dusk. Standing in a daze for a long time, then quietly leaving. The time of going to school is worth remembering. The most unforgettable moment is still the time of graduation! When you miss it, it is no longer missed. At that time, it would become the most beautiful memory in our mind, that is, when we don’t have the wind, we will never forget… when we pass by our alma mater, we will take on a new look. Is more beautiful? Still older? Clang clang clang clang. Class, stand up, teacher is good ~ …… I remember a habit before class at that time. That voice was like thunder running through my mind. The sound of rustling leaves outside the classroom window washed the tired heart. It’s very beautiful, why didn’t I think so before? It was dusk when passing by, and the dusk was too low. The teaching building was also painted golden yellow. Distributed vitality? But now it seems that what exudes is loneliness… during the summer vacation, all the schoolmates and girls forget this prison. Who never such? I am not listed. I remember that I used to have weekends, standing in the corridor and watching the dusk. Standing in a daze for a long time, then quietly leaving. I walked into alma mater. Many of them remained unchanged, and some closed-circuit televisions were newly installed in the teaching building from the door to the above. Sneak out all night to defend the schoolmates. Ha ha, I am very lucky that I graduated early. Otherwise, as a master, I really can’t stand this kind of closed. Touching the wall, I walked to the classroom on the second floor. Looking at door. I was stunned. There is also a faint psoriasis like 91 on the door. Hehe. These are our glorious masterpieces of Class 91. The lock at the door is also broken. I opened the door gently. The inside has changed… a lot. The wood of the platform is even worse. It seems that after we left, it is also disappearing. The blackboard is still so smooth. There are still several certificates of merit of our class on the blackboard. Now there is no room for us to watch. I walked up to the seat where I sat before. Sitting on it, I feel like I have returned to a few years ago …. (hey, Li * *. How many classes did you sleep. Do Wildcat? I went to bed early and at noon from morning reading. After I was woken up, I was annoyed to lie in the slot. What a quarrel? I I am to be a wild cat last night. Against. Give me roll. Sometimes they left the classroom for dinner after calling me. Only I slept alone in the classroom. Sleep… very powerful!) There is my name on the seat, which is a nickname. I don’t know which one is so wicked. I laughed at the nickname. I still have a lot of nicknames when thinking about the once popular one. I’m not going to scrape it off. This is the witness of time. It is slightly dark. I leave the classroom. Close the door reluctantly. I walked to the dormitory building. The building is not locked. I don’t know what the doorman wants to do. Is it too expensive? I cursed secretly, fuck. Tube on him. Up or even push. The dormitory building has not changed much. It makes me look old. Perhaps durable missing. Suddenly …… the lights on the stairs all turned on. I squeezed it in cold sweat. I forgot that I used to light up for some time. The former dormitory was on the 5th floor. That is, the floor below the roof. Own a person. It is extremely cloudy. If there were no lights, I would not dare to go on–. The dormitory door was locked by a big hand. I opened the window, but it was empty inside. guai zai. Or a little unchanged. The same dirty. I remember I never stayed here for several nights. Just half a day and one night. I will go home to live in the future. (Well. I am a loser.) (Where are they. Are they all old? We like this! Go to the end of the world ……) I stood in the corridor on the fifth floor thinking about the day of graduation. Remember the day. I finished the last English exam. Most people take the exam without permission. After filling in, I will go to dream about Zhou gongnv. Until the leader shouted to hand in the paper. The invigilator went down to collect the test paper. After counting enough points, I will say another sentence. All right, you can go now and then your classmates rush out of the classroom. It sounds uncomfortable to me, as if I have just been released from prison. Classmates ran crazily. Discuss on the side of the note. Crazy crazy. I still watched them leave one by one in the corridor. At that time, I remembered that the lyrics of a song were too late to say goodbye. My classmates rushed out of the campus to forgive us. We didn’t miss to speed up the time. We couldn’t wait. In fact, we had already arranged to ensure that the holiday was wonderful and finally we sayhi, we are on holiday sayhi, let’s go to play, let’s make happy parabola fly to the top all the time. What class test? What vacation homework? At this moment, all the people around have changed, everyone who should go has gone. At that time, I forgot which woman said a word behind my back: Please contact me more, Li * *. I looked at it speechlessly. Nodded. The so-called multi-contact, frequent contact is just verbal. No one actually called me. I walked to the court with my back against the basket pole. Looking at the dormitory and the teaching building. I smiled lightly. It turned out that this feeling was mixed with some regrets. After graduation, we were not in touch. Although communication tools are very developed, they lack an emotion, the emotion buried deep in memory. 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