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moon play music out of a lengthy, deep blue sky dotted with stars as a galaxy is, quietly flowing, the wind blew it far away. In such a beautiful and peaceful moonlit night, how I could not sleep .... ..
thoughts slowly returned before the blossoming fruit trees, flowers wrapped in the green tree is so ... ... we will study together, play together [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], run together, are so happy. Playground filled with our laughter is coming from the classroom reciting blink of an eye [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], quietly passed five years primary school life, I spent five seasons here. Grass is green to yellow, the flowers opened and lost the battle, they withered peach red, green and yellow poplar leaves long and fell. How many have we experienced much joy together for long, there are that many friendships [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], we grow old, the knowledge of school for five years ... ... Although the geese had no trace, but there are eternal record gently drifted across their petals, there is my alma mater.
five years, our happy times disappeared from today, we can not run together, you can not learn together, but I will always remember the happiness between us. Although not all assigned to a class, but I will remember every student in the class, and remember our precious friendship and good times for so many years together, we get along so close. Feeling mellow like that. Great people say forget the primary school students, only remember the high school and college students, but I do not believe that our years of friendship I will not forget, I will always remember this beautiful time!
getting late, but I have been awake, the more sleepy, then a picture of my familiar face to emerge in my mind, they smiled at me as if to me This happened about five years, the joy and sadness. Fast school, and we can all sub in a class? Although this is unrealistic, but I still hope that we learn in a classroom, playing on the playground slapstick ... ...
I kept thinking, I gradually fell asleep, I dream of our good in a classroom, or the original teacher, and good old school. Those happy, those sad [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], those memories, those friendships are in this dream ... ...
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