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Joy, excitement, excitement and pride are not enough to describe me at this time.

Mood, I finally became a female college student.

When I came to this institution of higher learning with the admission notice, the gorgeous sunset glow,

The school gate has been dyed red. The school name and spirit written by a famous educator at the beginning of this century.

The bones stood proudly, shining with dazzling golden light. I can't help admiring.

Someone came up to me and looked at the check-in card on my luggage. She shouted happily:

"Hey, it's from our department." I glanced at her quietly. She is short, dark and has a face.

There are freckles on the hole. However, it is also neat, concise and generous. I guess she might be.

Is it our counselor?

It is said that in the junior year of college, there is a teaching assistant who is more powerful than the head teacher in middle school.

Tour guide. I couldn't help standing up straight and bowing to her respectfully.

She smiled. "I am also a freshman! My name is Luo Xue. We still live in a house. "

Her Mandarin has a slight northeast accent, which is from My Sweetie.

I followed her into the campus.

On the lush mountains, quaint buildings covered with bright blue glazed tiles are hidden from time to time.

Now There is a unique campus by the sparkling lake, and the sound of reading books is loud and clear.

And carefree play in the swimming pool constitute a charming college life.

Movement of ...

Our school is really beautiful!

However, when we enter a dormitory that has been in disrepair for years, we will live in one room and four rooms.

When I was in the dormitory in 2008, I couldn't help taking a breath. Walls painted with lime powder many years ago,

It's dirty, and there is a big hole in the ceiling in the middle of winter. Four clumsy double layers.

The wooden bed and four equally ugly big tables occupy 85% of the room.

And at least 60% of the space. This is in line with my imagination of the elegance and neatness of female college students.

Clean bedroom, too far away, and I just saw beautiful lakes and mountains, classic.

Elegant and dignified architecture, unique campus, how uncoordinated. ...

Luo Xue is afraid of wind and light. She got there first and occupied the worst place in the room.

Lower berth near the corner of the door. I naturally chose the berth by the window.

Make the bed and have a rest.

Outside the window, the shadows are dancing and autumn insects are singing. A cool breeze with sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance through the window.

The door blew gently on me. I can't help being happy again. Although the dormitory is a simple room,

My berth is very comfortable. Whether the mother who went to college is experienced,

If you come a day late, I'm afraid this comfortable berth will not be called summer. ...

Luo Xue has got up and gone out. There is some sunshine on the desk and a full bottle.

Boiling water, and a few crisp yellow jiaozi. This is undoubtedly the face washing water and breakfast she prepared for me.

Point.

The humble room suddenly lit up. Not only do I have a comfortable sleeper, but I also have something like

My sister's classmate?

After washing, I ate the breakfast Luo Xue bought for me (of course, I want to return the favor).

Walk around the house at will.

In our third year. On the door of classroom No.5, there is a note listing our new class.

Last name of the tenant. I read in turn: "Song Ge, Xin Gan, Yu Xia, Luo Xue, Kuang Lan." I

I couldn't help laughing. There was another man named Kuang Kuang. What does that mean? Probably not her parents.

Mom raised her?

I just want to use the once popular name research theory, for this strange

A deductive name, Luo Xue ushered in a new partner.

She has a round face, a red face and a stout figure, and she still has the past parade.

As a skirt. White shirts, army yellow pants, liberation shoes, and military schoolbags slung sideways, quite a few.

Divide the air of revolutionary teenagers in those days.

Luo Xue introduced. This is Song Ge.

After Luo Xue left, Song Ge looked at the room like a master, and I found her frowning.

She frowned, although she immediately smiled: "This room is very good, a revolutionary predecessor in the past."

Shankangda lives in a cave. "

I frowned slightly as she unfolded her forehead. Of course, I also

There is no need to show my disgust in front of her.

A burst of noisy laughter brought a radiant girl. She's so beautiful.

Light blue skirt and white short-sleeved shirt are not very fashionable, nor are they very new.

However, it is well cut and recently ironed, which vividly shows the neatness of her slim figure.

Weigh. As for her face, I have only seen it in BLACKPINK's paintings. It is white and red, as delicate as ever.

It's a lotus flower that just came out of the water. I was fascinated by it.

"My name is Kuang basket. What are your names? " There is a joke in her tone.

I told her my name, but Song Ge, who had been frowning and standing by, kept silent.

Kuang Kuang doesn't care. She casually pointed to the bunk opposite me and followed her.

That group of citizens of different ages, men and women and children swarmed in.

I entered, carried on my back, took big bags and put them on the table and bed. Then get out of the way

Road, let a young man with messy hair and a set of old work clothes with mottled paint.

Young man, a heavy bronze suitcase with a lock was brought in. Kuang guangchong

He smiled kindly at the sweaty young man and said, "Let's go and see the scenery." So ...

The young man cleared the way, the basket was postponed, and everyone flocked.

She's gone, her chic and natural, her beauty and generosity, her and those friends.

I was deeply impressed by the intimacy between our children. There is no doubt that she and we

There are many differences between students who graduated from high school. Of course, she is a different girl,

She is a very attractive girl and has a great personality. ...

After Song Ge makes the bed, I think she will sleep for a while. She looks like a servant.

I obviously took the all-night train. However, she didn't sleep. Too many cooks clean the room.

I sweated to catch my breath and left at once. When I went out, I was told, "You guard.

Guard the room. I'll find the counselor. "

She seems to be the head of a room. It seems that it is still a capable and diligent "room".

Long ",although she smells like" old cadres ",I don't like it.

I don't like walking around. In the afternoon, I was still alone in my humble room. I

Lean against the window and admire all kinds of trees outside the window. Look, look, can't help but think.

Parallel A quiet and dignified phoenix tree outside the window suddenly turned into Luo Xue; Shake the leaves on the branches,

In the red oleander, there is a radiant flower basket; The image in front of the auditorium

Some artificial cypress trees standing like thorns overlap with Song Ge; Seems to have

Some timid ginkgo trees are hiding in the flower beds. I think it looks like myself. I put up with it

I couldn't stop laughing. Very interesting. In our humble room, there are so many people.

There is no doubt that it is superfluous to talk about baskets. I'm really afraid of another conflict between them.

However, instead of being angry, Singan whispered, "Sometimes, I hate it, really,

Hate ... "