六月,一个阳光明媚、回忆斑驳的月份,一个年年上演的“毕业季”。每年这个时候,校园里总是弥漫着温馨而又感伤的离别气息。终于还是要说再见了,在这个苍茫的夏天。离开,或许是人生必经的卡口。等下一个夏天,教室里坐满了人,可惜不再是我们的时候,我们还会想起那些老是捉弄人的男生吗?还会想起那些老是八卦矫情的女生吗?还会想起那些不厌其烦说教的老师吗……毕业了,解脱了。我们觉得再也不会看见一张张像雪花一样飞来飞去的试卷,觉得再也没有了 June, a sunny, memory mottled month, staged year after year “graduation season.” At this time of year, the campus is always filled with a warm and sentimental parting atmosphere. Finally say goodbye, in this vast summer. Leave, perhaps a must-have bayonet. Wait for the next summer, the classroom filled with people, but unfortunately no longer be our time, we will think of those who always tease the boys do? Still think of those who are always gossip girl? Still remember those who take the trouble Preaching teacher ... ... graduated, relieved. We do not think we’ll ever see a paper flying around like a snowflake anymore