The story of summer

Our story begins in the summer.

I met you three years ago on that hot summer day. The "self-introduction" on the blackboard is the theme of this class meeting. It was inevitable that everyone would be embarrassed when they met for the first time, and the resourceful class teacher used a lottery to resolve the embarrassment.

"My name is ×××, I like anime, I don't like sports; I like to listen to songs, I don't like to sing. Do you remember me? Thank you! "The boy who spoke on stage became a good friend of my junior high school for three years. We went to the cafeteria together, to the classroom together, to the dormitory together, inseparable. At the podium of the classroom, there were the sounds of the two of us analyzing difficult problems, and there were our frolicking figures on the small roads of the campus. That summer was long, long, and the air was filled with joy.

Our story ends in the summer. On the playground, we wore neat school uniforms and lined up in elaborate formations to commemorate our junior high school life in the form of graduation photos. The fiery sun scorched the earth, and the cicadas kept shouting, as if to say, "Graduation!" Graduation! ”

The class teacher also came to take graduation photos with us. We took a group photo of the class. "Fat Yang" lies horizontally in the front, the girls are half-crouched in the first row, the teachers are standing in the second row, and we boys are standing in the third and fourth rows.

My best friend stood with me, and he touched me with his arm and asked, "Remember how we met?" "How can you not remember?" I replied. He added: "After graduation, I often contact oh! "That's for sure!" I stared into his eyes and raised my eyebrows.

At this moment, the photographer shouted: "Three, two, one, eggplant--" We responded mischievously: "Watermelon-melon-hahaha..." Laughter resounded throughout the campus, and the smell of summer quietly spread with nostalgia.

Next, we propose to take a small group photo with Teacher Ke Ren. After the class teacher agreed, I and several other subject representatives gathered around the chemistry teacher, standing in front of the national flag with their hands in their pants pockets and posing with cool expressions, letting the photographer freeze our unforgettable junior high school life. In the taste of summer, there is a strong sense of teacher-student affection.

Summer, summer, you make me happy and make me sad. I will use the treasure box of memories to treasure this season that is both the beginning and the end.

Ya'an Tianli School Junior Class 3 of 2018 Zhou Zhengxun Instructor Bin Yunhua