即将毕业的我们（Were going to graduate）.docVIP

即将毕业的我们（Were going to graduate） 2009, autumn, we come together, In 2012, summer, we have to leave together, The dry time written with writing papers, but did not dry those simple memory. Laughter and tears of three years of the spring and Autumn period, a scene of wandering eyes. In a daze, The dusty past just like the tide, break through the gates of memory, rolling into tears. The old drip into a stream, flowing between the heart. Familiar with the melody of youth, the free ear, far and near. After June, we no longer three. In three years, US When used in the days of hazy wake up, Used with sleepy eyes, wash brush, The habit of walking cursing hateful education system and calculate the distance of the next holiday time, Come into the classroom this morning reading, but after the teacher left secretly take a nap. The classroom, full of sleep straight want to let myself in that moment the bell rang to sleep, The piled up high, low head pretending to read, but in the book of the moment to sleep in the head, Or, in the tall stacks under the cover of the mobile phone keyboard on the transport means flying away in the novel world . Crazy in the books Fun, looked up and saw the entrance of the countdown, So, grab a Book reluctantly, to turn the confused in mind. We used to read the list, all blame Chinese Maths English and Politics (Physics), history (Chemistry), geography (Biology), but rarely have their own love sports. We used to plan the Chinese class to read novels, planning a math class holding mobile phone fight, plans an English class can do not listen to the teacher a good sleep. But after June, we no longer middle school. Love is on the desk filled with their own youth oath, Love wrote on the wall of their helpless, Love in the classroom quickly according to their mobile phone keyboard, Love at that moment the bell rang to sleep quietly, Love nap plug the headset to listen to their song love song to sleep, Love in class activities to run on the pitch sweating;