Green Vine: The Middle School Years

The clear sound and quiet rhyme quietly convey the love Yan Dan with green temples and a hazy heart Everything can be heard and looked at Snow, moon, wind and flowers pray for a lifetime

The memory of youth, in middle school, is a piece of green grass, a string of pleasant bells, a gentle breeze, and a light mood. They rest peacefully and lastingly in the four seasons, just like the long-lasting thoughts of ivy, which are unforgettable.

The beauty's refreshing and smooth writing style took me back to my green middle school days, when I walked around the campus holding her soft and boneless hands under the sycamore tree in that summer. It was warm, romantic, youthful and innocent. A good book, endless aftertaste! ! !

Seriously? I contributed 133 points? ?

It's really 666 I didn't expect your grades to be so good. Thinking that I had given you some advice, my face turned red, hahaha~

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Get up early in the morning and the sunlight is spreading outside. I habitually turned on my phone to read your text, and suddenly I saw this sentence: I received a light letter, with a cut out of the clear sky inside. I remember how you and I were when we were young, and what I also remember is the scene when you were writing letters by the window. I still remember that you always liked to choose an afternoon with warm sunshine, sit in front of the window, spread out the light blue letter paper, and outline it one stroke at a time. You like to write letters, I like to read them. You like the feeling of laying out your mood when writing a letter to someone. In the hazy blue, numerous thoughts are jumping, capturing the aura of life, and feeling the feeling of being connected and attached like a kite and a string. You always write calmly, because you know in your heart that the person who reads the letter is the person who understands you. Just like a pebble thrown into the lake, no matter how light it is, it will cause ripples. The beautiful lines gradually spread out and swayed under the golden color, depositing the joys and sorrows of life. A sudden sentence reminded me of the old days. Youth is gone, but friendship will last forever! You are writing your letter in one corner of the city, and I am reading your letter at the other end of the city! Until the spring comes and the flowers bloom, until we are too old to go anywhere, as long as you write, I will keep reading... Until the spring comes and the flowers bloom, there is you and me.

Two years old, with picturesque eyebrows, long hair reaching waist, and youthfulness. May Xiaoxue remain as youthful as ever, with a childlike innocence, a smile as bright as a flower, and full of vitality in every year to come. Healthy every day.

The second issue of fandom has started again, everyone, come on. In the last issue {"NickName":"Old Xu who lets his dreams fly","UserId":335626986} received 20,000 points; many of our participating partners also received 1,000 points. For example, {"NickName":"Poetic Linghua Rafting","UserId":342050460}{"NickName":"Zijing Hongchen","UserId":337710548 }{"NickName":"Bright Summer Sun","UserId":341911968}{"NickName":"The Weight of Missing","UserId":4605076}{"N ickName":"","UserId":341728138}{"NickName":"Still a bit handsome","UserId":345026749} and many others. For those who are not officially selected, the Ivy League Book Circle will hold corresponding activities, so please pay attention to participate. The second period has begun again, friends, come on, the more the merrier. The same Ivy, the same dream, come on!

Graffiti at Yunling Middle School