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有点无法接受的事实——毕业啦

还有一个星期就要考 SPM 了,算起来,我想就剩下那么几天正式上课的日子吧。

以前小学时期的我很乖。(原本想放很多个感叹号可是感觉这样好像显示到现在的自己很不乖哈哈哈哈哈哈)
班主任告诉我们说:“不逃课过的不叫中学生”,那时的我不相信。
结果现在认为她说得太对了。
逃课虽是纪律问题,但逃课还真是一门学问:你得选择逃什么节比较安全,然后要逃去哪里,如何避开老师的视线,哪个同学会打小报告,要是被抓了要找什么理由,该拉拢哪个老师来罩着你等等。

没有逃过课的中学生涯太失色了。

记得当初刚上中学,总是在物色校草。
到自己中五的时候,除了学校草地上的草,我还真找不到哪个有校草的范儿。

记得以前和很多人称兄道妹,
现在都好像不认识了。

记得以前总是说永远永远,永远的朋友,永远的友谊,永远的爱情。
现在觉得永远这个词,是个宝贵的奢侈品。

是不是一句童言无忌就能扼杀所有曾经刻骨铭心的承诺?

记得以前蛮多真心朋友,
现在能谈心的却好像没剩几个。

记得以前很轻松自在,
现在好像很紧绷,很迷茫。

记得以前很想毕业,
现在却好像还是很想毕业哈哈哈哈哈哈哈虽然还是有点舍不得。

中学是个避风港,是个娱乐场所,也是个小型社会。
过程中,你遇过很多人,有很多不同的故事,有好玩的、快乐的、伤心的、生气的、怨恨的、心碎的……
可能有些事情会让你特别地后悔,或是让你特别地难堪。
但没了它们,你也不会是今天美好的你。

中学时期,总有那么一个人,对你来说很特别。你的记忆偶尔还是会有他的影子,即使你们各自安好,不再联络;
也有那么一个角落,你特别地熟悉。即使时过境迁,你还是会突然怀念那道再也回不去的风景。

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记得小学六年级的时候,班主任要我们每一组画出自己心里窗户所看到的景色。
我和我的组画了日落,因为我们觉得小学生涯就要结束了。
班主任笑着说,日出比起日落更适合我们,因为我们漫长的精彩人生才正要开始。

如果是这样的比例,我想我们现在应该是在早上七点吧。

是时候从安逸的梦境里醒过来了。

离开了中学,是中学生涯的结束,却也是另一个人生路程的开始。

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写这类型的文章,不提最近非常火红的《我的少女时代》貌似和全世界过不去。

谢谢你们,曾经出现在我的少女时代。

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