Good morning sunshine, sprinkled on a page, such as dim as a brilliant sunset, a long drag on the tip of the partner. The wind always blowing more cold than usual, people could not help chills.
Think about it, only more than thirty days from the final exam, while only four days away from the monthly exam. At this time, preparing for Christmas in foreign countries, next Thursday is Christmas Eve, Friday is Christmas, we began monthly exam.
The eve of Christmas Eve last year, early in the morning, desk or drawer will have one apple, a chocolate flower branch, a branch length of the plum sugar ... Bang Bang ... and greeting cards, but also in a few days ago to quietly fashion today.
Christmas Eve, even in school, we will go out in groups, "Hi", no matter how late, there will be fireworks, lanterns and carnival. On the road late at night, a group of naive Whistling face together all the way ... ...
High and one of the. This year's Christmas Eve, and I as usual "Hi", but my partner has become piles of piles of work and counseling book. Christmas, continue past tense.
After all, we no longer small.
Some things, has become the past.
早上好陽光,灑在一個頁面,如昏暗的一位才華橫溢的日落,長期拖累的夥伴。風總是吹比平常更冷,人們不禁寒顫。
想想,從期末考試只有30多天,每月只有四天的考試。在這個時候,準備聖誕節在國外,下星期四是聖誕夜,星期五是聖誕節,我們開始每月的考試。
去年聖誕夜前夕,清晨,書桌或抽屜裏有一個蘋果,一個巧克力花分支,一個分支的長度梅糖……砰的一聲爆炸……和賀卡,但今天也在幾天前安靜地時尚。
聖誕夜,甚至在學校裏,我們將出去,“嗨”,無論多晚,將會有煙火,燈籠和狂歡節。路上的深夜,一羣天真的一起吹口哨的臉一路……
高的一個。今年的聖誕夜,我像往常一樣“嗨”,但我的伴侶已經成為成堆成堆的工作和諮詢的書。聖誕節,繼續過去時態。
畢竟,我們不再小了。
有些事,已經成為過去。
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