In 2008, Liuzhou, Guangxi, got full marks in the senior high school entrance examination.

Life is like a journey, you don't have to care about the destination; What you should care about is the scenery along the way and the mood of watching the scenery. Let's take a piece of paper with us, whether it is yellow or new. Look at the clouds, the flowers bloom and the flowers fall. Remember to record the bits and pieces of the journey, as well as those who have warmed us and touched us. These will become indelible beautiful scenery in life.

We are not alone, there are always people along the way. I miss those innocent years, those days when I climbed over the fence and sneaked into school, those days when I shook the bell and hummed nursery rhymes, and those days when I hid in the quilt during my lunch break. In those days, we often walked hand in hand.

I remember those summers when we stood in the shade and drank iced soda. The water is sweet and cold, and it keeps flowing into my heart. A few strands of hair stuck to the forehead because of the juice. We touched the bottle and smiled happily, even the cicada's voice was forgotten. What a simple happiness.

Because the school gate was closed, we climbed over the low wall next to it and accidentally cut our hands, and the deep red blood suddenly oozed out. Even so, I gritted my teeth and said it didn't hurt at all. You must have laughed at me then. Obviously, you have to pretend to be a grinning man. Then he said he would drag me to the infirmary to get my medicine.

Afternoon is the happiest and shortest time. We set the clothes as the goal and started running all over the field. On the small court, our laughter echoed.

A short line rushed across the sky, followed by the second and third lines. Then I heard a bang and the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves. Boring, I just think it's raining. You took my hand and ran away, the next second. I almost fell down several times, but I still held your hand tightly. Finally, we running all the way came under the eaves, looked at each other already soaked, and smiled happily.

Although I have drifted away these days, I inadvertently look back and the scenery remains the same. None of you have left. Thank you for walking me that way. You have given me strength, so that no matter how steep mountains, muddy and rugged roads and swift rivers I encounter in the future, I will never hesitate again!

I will carefully collect all the warmth in the softest corner of my heart. Maybe one day, when I meet the winter of my life, I will wake them up, let the once-touched heart ripple again and melt the frost of this season.

Pack your bags and wave goodbye to the clouds. I'm going on my way again. Life flies, I will cherish every minute on the road, and I will miss the beautiful scenery on the journey.

What's my next stop?

To write a good article, we must first learn to cultivate our ability to capture the moments that touch our lives. It should be noted that the author of this paper is good at understanding the little things in life through memories, and then conceives such an elegant work full of warmth and affection. Good friendship pervades the article, and cherish the friendship that jumps under the pen tip. Our readers seem to trace back to that eternal era. The beautiful display of writing style, the hearty expression of emotions, especially the use of some classic poetic languages, such as "Waving Farewell to Clouds All over the Sky" and "Clouds Rolling and Clouding, Flowers Blooming and Flowers Falling", all show the author's cultural accumulation well.