memory at that time, but also hot as they are now in general. How also could not sleep after lunch, we slowly ago, a person carefully and quietly reading the newspaper. Sometimes, a fall breeze, and as comfortable as they are now. Shot down the sun through the leaves drop to the Yu sprinkle little face, who split the shadow of mottled plaques to put on a grass as green camouflage uniforms, the distance of the sky because it is hot and misty fog from time to time there are 12 gently washing clothes of the girls walked silently.
or the stand here as if nothing had happened, or is this , but newspapers have changed, feelings have changed, the eyes would no longer embarrassment.
mind.
Yes, then there are feelings. I am not well-off families because of the difference between a fraction of the secondary choice. Although it is a realistic option, but it is difficult to convince the heart of the heart never admit defeat. Tsinghua University Fudan University Peking University Nankai, which is not a dream of students? Likely to embrace a reality has never lost, How can I hard Shu depression?
a result, has become a secondary school for three years of my life the most gloomy day.
lost, resulting in the negative, but also lead to low self-esteem. Cynicism began to start their own muddling along. Live every day to eat sleep play boring line 3.1 days, always in the novels and popular songs of the time away. Sunset afterglow another campus under a lone walk alone walk alone were more than zero.
human life, but also the number of such lost ah!
garden rockery waterfall on the tick stream or a non-stop, burst forth in a rock hit the water there are some on my forehead, the cool and damp of. Xiaocaohu out everywhere on the floor head, shyly looked at me strange visitors. I do not know why the window where the exhibition is also placed our last art class that works, is that these paintings are really good schools or have forgotten their existence? Memory or as a wake-up call to those of the students visited the beautiful old haunt the past? Dormitory and classroom building, affixed with a new mosaic, it is more clean. We do not know whether it was also sitting in the classroom and our school was the same pure brother sister school? They are also occasionally found 12 left us with only the words of a phrase? Tour returned, there is always a feeling of .
into society, many things slowly come to understand, will not ask many questions, but also the loss is no longer an ideal, youthful sense of loss and melancholy, when the mind has with the youth to leave and the drifting far. The other, the youth will never forget!
panic in my heart. \"Do not stay too long.\" I said to myself. Experienced teacher, I am afraid. I am not afraid of passion but I am afraid of embarrassment. Three years of parting青涩changed my appearance, but also lengthen the distance between us, more linguistic, psychological.
sad in a faint, I panic and fled hastily to his alma mater.
依然是夏日的中午，依然是记忆中的那棵法国梧桐树，依然是熟悉的报栏，碧绿的草坪，天蓝色的栏杆，只是，已不再是三年前那个纯情的青涩少年。
记忆中那时的中午，也像现在一般炎热。午饭后怎么也睡不着，便慢慢地踱到报栏前，一个人静静地细细地看报。有时落下一阵凉风，也像现在一样惬意。太阳透过树叶射下的余光点点滴滴地洒在脸上，身上斑斑驳驳的影子像穿上了一件草绿色的迷彩服，远处的天空因为炎热显得雾气蒙蒙，不时有一两个洗衣服的女生轻轻悄悄地走过。
还是若无其事的站在这里，还是这报栏，只不过报纸变了，心情也变了，眼睛便再也看不下去。
心事。
是的，那时也有心事。家庭不宽裕的我因为几分之差选择了中专。虽然是一个现实的选择，却难以说服那颗永不服输的心。北大清华复旦南开，哪个学子不是梦寐以求？怀抱着一种可能现实中却已绝对失去，怎不使我心情抑郁难舒？
于是，中专三年成了我人生中最灰暗的日子。
失落，导致消极，更导致自卑。于是开始玩世不恭，开始随波逐流，得过且过。每天过着吃睡玩三点一线的无聊日子，总是在小说和流行歌曲中打发着时间。落日余晖下的校园里又多了一个踽踽独行的零余者。
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人的一生中，还会有多少这样的失落啊！
花园中假山上的瀑布还是滴滴答答的流个不停，迸在石头上的水花有一些砸在我的脑门上，凉凉的，湿湿的。地上到处都有小草探出头，怯生生地望着我这陌生的来客。展览窗里不知为何还放着我们那一届美术班的作品，是这些画真的很精彩还是学校已经忘记了他们的存在？抑或是作为一种记忆唤醒那些重游故地的学子的美好往事？宿舍和教学楼，贴上了新的马赛克，显得更加整洁。不知我们当年的教室里是否又坐着和我们当年同样清纯的学弟学妹？他们是否也会偶尔发现一两句我们留下的片言只语？故地重游，总是使人有一种物是人非的感觉。
踏入社会以后，许多事情渐渐明白，许多问题不会再问，也不再有理想的失落，青春的迷惘和莫名的惆怅，当年的心事已随着少年时代的离去而渐行渐远。别了，永远难忘的少年时代！
我的心惶惶的。“别呆太长了。”我自言自语。我怕遇到老师。我不怕热情但我害怕尴尬。三年的别离改变了我青涩的容颜，也拉长了我们之间的距离，更有语言上的，心理上的。
在一种淡淡的忧愁中，我急急惶惶地逃离了母校。