Their Middle School, we cry.

There is a yearning called the memorable plot, but to a certain day will eventually forget. Today's flower is different from tomorrow's flower, the flower of this season is no longer spend the next quarter, this year's flower is no longer her next year. Even the tea will sour overnight. We gathered in front of the man in graduate teaching phase, according to the today's graduates into society, or the Ming Dynasty, it felt dejected face. Middle School, and what should we sing songs to break up?

high time, we innocently toward the ceiling in a daze, like ignorant white sheets, like an idiot. Three years later, the title has survived ups and downs of us, busy and most hated teachers tearful farewell to our lovers, busy, and our buddies Mengguan mad cow drunk, busy and high school textbooks on the last page farewell: \

the eleventh grade, we got to know each school, in the so-called itinerant rove, we keep bangs long hair with hair spray it continuously to a fixed shape, wearing Nike shoes with good kick with the foot turn the school trash. Schools explicitly stipulates that \Occasionally, we will fondly Abstract in a rose garden, then the speed of 200 yards per second, quickly escaped the attention of security, to give it to the likes of people, this in exchange for a: \I liked it, thank you. \

Middle School, and we seem to feel that having failed to make the place about to explode, the blood to 50 meters per second speed in the body retrograde boiling. Middle School night, \guitar; our brother against bunk bed, and cry.

so much of their Middle School, what I sad? Only next year,Silk Queen Quilt Cover, What will become of me? King Kong next year, I claimed it would shed a tear? Middle School, abandoned their studies of the tears flow; Middle School, characterization of the wasted years of tears flow; Middle School, we may never meet flow of tears.

Middle School, we do not blame lie. Because we then have said: \Today, we splash of tears.

(aside: why will not forget, because knowing this life no longer has not.)