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On the third day of March

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发表于 2020-05-08 23:15:24

On the third day of March

On the third day of March, the dragon looked up. But this year Long Yi looked up, but hit a sad day. Three small black letters on the calendar reminded me: Qingming, this sad season is coming. For our students, Qingming means a long vacation: from three to seven, a five-day vacation is not too short. On the last day before the holiday, the weather was cool and the sky was covered with dark clouds, looking gloomy. However, the gloomy weather did not affect the joy of the students at all. In the last lesson, the teacher chattered on the podium and told the precautions. It's a pity that none of the students listened carefully, they were busy packing up things, thinking about how to rush out of the classroom ink paper inkstone to hug a few days of freedom as soon as the bell rang. The bell is late for class. The anxious crowd cheered in unison, one after another, eager to hurry to the classroom door. Both boys and girls are as excited as the chicken blood. Walking on campus, you can see the bright smiles of the students everywhere, and the ears are constantly ringing "Goodbye!" "Come to my house to play!" And so on. Where is there a little "passenger on the road to break the soul" scene! Back home, originally wanted to race with friends on the boulevard. Looking at the pile of homework in front of me, I flatly gave up the idea. Language, mathematics, and English routines are self-evident, and history and biology teachers have also come in to send a lesson plan. I wrote depressively for a while, and something more depressing came-it was raining. I looked at the "embroidered needle" made of water into the ground with black face-"Is God crying because of how depressed my homework is?" "There are rains during Qingming Festival." It has been raining for a while, and God seems to have suffered Great grievances, crying all the time, crying annoyingly. On the first day of the holiday, God changed from crying into sister Lin ��s ��micro crying.�� Our whole family was tricked into thinking that the rain was about to stop, so they went on a family trip , Go to the crocodile center to see those ugly, amphibious animals covered with pimples. Who knows, God is very patient, and until we finish our visit and go home, it is still "slightly crying." In my hazy impression Carton Of Cigarettes, Qingming should be such a picture: a thick and continuous rain Marlboro Cigarettes, a daze, a sad young boy in white, or a girl in a light purple dress sitting on the endless green grass Cigarettes For Sale. The background music is the melodious piccolo of the shepherd boy. By the time of Qingming, all my literary and female youth-like fantasies have broken down: God crazily, there is no drop of rain on the day when it should rain most, and there is no sun, so it is so cloudy; Harm, "aroma" tangy; nothing more sad young men and women, while only a few small children running around shrieking while their mother cry out behind.
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