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High SchooL life

High school life


Recently I just have an English assignment from my lecture about self introduction...
and In my essay I write a little about my high school life,...
and one by one the memories of high school just appear on my mind..




I miss my high school life...,Smoecham,....Amoci...St.Monica dormitory...
High school life is the best memory for me as a student which can be kept all the time during the rest life. Students’ emotions must be complex when they recall memories of high school life---the memories contained so many different things, which could let people think about the memories for countless times without any boring feelings.
  I realize that the best friends that I can get along with for the whole life usually were not found at college, instead, is high school.
High school moment is the best chance to make friends .....especially truly friends, which can talk with anything without any doubt.
When getting along with truly friends, we leave other things alone, and care noting about taboo, everything come into a straight way. Use the words “heart to heart” to describe the relationship between truly friends never go too far.


  high school life is when we fall in love for the first time...have a boyfriend for the first time..
 Love is always a attractive thing among human.
 Love makes us feeling energetic, intelligently, even invincible.

  In a word, high school life is the best memory for me,
 like a rainbow, beautifully staying there, which students can just to see the amazing scenery, but never have a way to touch..... ^^

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