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6022136 2008 年 07 月 02 日 00:33 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
graduation, just like a big full stop, since then, we bid farewell to some innocent youth, some ruts, a fantastic time ... ...
these days before graduation, the time off is like quicksand, it seems long, but all the time elapses; want to retain a hand, but limited time slipping away in the fingers, graduated in reply to disband I feast, bid farewell show of hands, everything seemed to go our separate ways ... ... expected to,
传说中的冷笑话 - Qzone日志, all they go too helpless.
Every day,
air force one, we will intentionally or unintentionally, and then stroll the campus, take a look at the way it is today, think about how it four years ago ushered in childish off of us. Gone four years,
Air Force 1 Classic Mid, seems to go back to the starting point. I suddenly felt,
air force one low, four-year classmate, my friends, than expected to be good, much cute! Night under the stars, each gentle wind.
take a look at it ... ...
surprised that the boys floor relative to this time last year, also had smoke everywhere;
clothesline outside the window, I do not know what was floating down to the white quarters shirts;
love flowers stuck in the lawn signs, remember taking a short cut has been fetching water when the brothers had trodden a path;
street girls floor, boys,
air force ones, it almost always the restricted area;
Building study room door was still open Mody, postgraduate fight lasting several months in the house, and now no one should, right, has been slogging away on the day of that period feel immersed gratitude, regardless of the outcome, it made me gain a lot ... ...
scenes from gorgeous like a picture of clip art, serial into a movie about the curtain call, play our happiness and sadness, a record our youth and the past, also witnessed our friendship and love!
came to this campus before, imagine college life is white. Because the ivory tower is white, whole life as if it reflects the light: pure and free.
freshman year, I feel life is orange. Blowing new life too, fresh and bright, warm and nervous. Orange memory, there for the first time to see the famous professors of excitement, curiosity first join associations,
air force one 25th, the first test of the tension ... ...
sophomore, life is green, youth elongation growth, strong is growing like a tree, dream a little too close to reality. When discussing the issue with the teacher, the satisfaction of seeing a smile on his face; dialogue with foreigners,
air force one mid shoes, to their own satisfaction scores punched; start familiar to any one food on campus, they often stayed late in the BBS, ... ...
junior year, life becomes blue. We calm down, understand their future, how far away, and to that end to make a choice: go abroad, something was still working. All associated with this decision may change everything, including our love,
电脑噪音过大怎么办, and that the storm was still young I did not experience love.
senior year of life, like a thin layer of gray. In a variety of options in a loss, everyone is busy, all as if one did not finish the poem, rush rush will begin to leave.
but gray, the shining memories there. The colored days, cemented crystal, in a busy day, which is our capital, but also our consolation.
July, when we graduated last year as seniors, the luggage, ready for me, a little bit out of operation, the entire dormitory building to become so within a few days back in the empty building into an infinitely sad symbols. Memory also leave from the campus, collecting into the inner box, it is our golden years, is our treasure.
a future in the sky like clouds drift,
Philip - Qzone log, and we, from the graduation day, the chase began a long journey to the clouds. Tomorrow is wonderful, but the road may be rough, but in any case, we have a precious memory, can not afford to let go of a friendship, a life-long memorable experience.
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