Listen, there is the sound of reading on campus, and the songs of birds on the branches are refreshing. I smell the fragrance of lavender and gently pick up a spring flower, which is the most beautiful appearance of life and full of new joy. I can't wait to push open that door, which has imprisoned my freedom for months. When I came to the busy street, I saw people's faces filled with the joy of spring. The hurried footsteps of office workers sounded in my ears, which made me speed up my steps. The flowers on the roadside are still the same, the branches are still twittering, everything is so familiar, and everything is back on track. I came to school and met my classmates. I am glad to meet them. The teachers put on beautiful clothes and gave us lessons happily. The atmosphere in the classroom is lively, with laughter and laughter coming and going? I am also ready to start a new life, open a new world of struggle, and confidently devote myself to the intense and cordial study life.

The sky is still as blue as ever, but my mood is not as calm as before. Wearing a mask, an indescribable sense of oppression and embarrassment instantly filled the whole body. Walking out of the house, this feeling seems to have increased a little. Walking on the road, the conversation of pedestrians and the sound of cars flying by are like clouds in the sky, and various scenes that may appear in school come to mind again and again. But when I stepped into the school gate and classroom, all kinds of anxiety in my heart vanished immediately. The students are all studying, and the long winter vacation of more than two months seems to be just a flick of a finger; Looking around the classroom again, everything is still familiar to me-familiar people, familiar things, familiar feelings-and unspeakable feelings and warmth spread throughout the body.

Since then, the rhythm of life, which has been repeated countless times, has begun again: classroom review, tense exams, laughter after class, and unbearable loneliness at home have finally been vented on this day. Busy days start again and again, and we will still be overwhelmed by schoolwork and exams; The pain of pressure is coming again, but we still choose to bear it. This is a feeling that I have missed for a long time.