"ah! Bring me the paper and I'll copy it! I'll go. Don't copy them all! Remember to change a few, different! I know! Cut the crap! Hand in your papers and go out to play ball! There is no place if it is late! "

"The teacher is tirelessly lecturing on the stage. You look at the sunset glow outside the window and take a nap in class, which makes you feel that three years of youth is just a moment. "

"You are wearing a school uniform, standing in the hallway and smiling at me against the light. This is the summer I will always miss."

"No one lives in youth forever, but there are always people in youth."

"Youth is constantly missed and met. May we shine separately and meet the peak. "

"I don't know how to explain youth. I only know that there were a group of people in the dormitory, canteen, playground and classroom at that time, and we talked endlessly. "

"Later, I also ran a hairdressing, picked up textbooks and brought a megaphone, and walked into their youth."

"When I was a student, I was probably someone who regretted it. If I come again, I will still be moved."

"Later, the wind of vocational high school failed to blow to Gaopu, and my love stayed in the midsummer of that year."

When the time comes to hand in the papers, we will walk out of the classroom. Goodbye, our class will finally become the last class in the teacher's mouth.

"Tearing books and hugging are only in movies, and we didn't even say goodbye."

"At that time, we all like to talk. Finally, it's like finally having a holiday, finally graduating, finally leaving here, and finally celebrating the New Year, as if any farewell is like a relief. Finally, we found that what people think is relieved is what people miss. Nothing will wait for you. Just like at the end of the song, all the people parted ways. In the end, it's a pity that they didn't say goodbye to those people. "

"There are really some people in the world who look ordinary and have two or three ordinary friends. They are so young that they can't talk to each other when they are wronged. In youth, there was no vigorous campus love, but I had a crush on a very good person. There is no special story, quiet youth. "

"Do you throw school uniforms?" "Don't throw it away." "Why?" "It's too expensive." "How expensive is it?" "Three years of youth."