When I mention "the years are quiet", I always think of the poem: "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan." "Time flies, the years are like dreams, and those beautiful memories seem to be right in front of you. Now, walking in the long river of time, reminiscing about the past, full of emotion.
High school is the most precious memory for everyone. At that time, we were full of youth and vigor, and we were walking on the road of growth with dreams. The time on the high school campus is like a long corridor, carrying our laughter, tears, struggles and dreams.
I remember it was a sunny afternoon, and our class organized an outdoor activity. The students happily arrived at a park near the campus. At that time, it was spring, and the flowers in the park were competing with each other, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of flowers. We formed a circle and started the game.
During the game, I accidentally fell, and the pain made me frown. At this time, my best friend next to me asked me with concern, "Are you okay?" I shook my head, held back tears, and continued to play. Looking back now, we were so simple and lovely at that time, caring for each other and spending our youth together.
In the evening, the event ended. We reluctantly left the park. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face, and at that moment, it was as if time had stood still. We went back to school laughing and laughing, and at that moment, I knew that this time would be a memory that I will never forget.
High school life is not only full of laughter and laughter, but also countless nights of night fighting. For the sunshine of tomorrow, we are willing to stay up late and work hard. Those nights, we studied together, discussed problems together, and encouraged each other together. Whenever we stay up late at night and look at the bright starry sky outside the window, we firmly believe that we will be radiant in the future.
Now, many years have passed, and those days and nights have long become distant memories. However, the years are quiet, and those beautiful moments in the long river of time are still as clear as ever. Walking through it, I am very emotional, and I am grateful for the joy, growth and insight that that time brought me.
Walk in the long river of time, reminisce about the beauty of the past, and cherish every moment of the present. The years are quiet, and I hope we can all cherish this time, never forget our original intention, and forge ahead. Let the chapter of youth leave the most beautiful traces.
Time flies, and the years are like dreams. In the days to come, I hope we can all cherish every time with a grateful heart, and let the years become the most beautiful scenery in our lives. Let us walk hand in hand in the long river of time and create a better future together.
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