Ithink,inhighschool,ofeverydayoftimetoarrangeaverysubstantial,workandresttime,learninghabitshavechanged.Although,walkeverydaythesameway,dothesamething,thesamepeoplein.Butinthisbigcampusfindmyselfacorner,thatletIforgetmyselfplaces,andtheIalsograduallychanged.

Everytimeafterclass,Isatintheclassroom,listeningtomusic,finefinegroundofradiocomeinadiaryrememberpiecesofsubtlethings,sometimes,thetipwillcasualacrosssomesad,helpless,learningbyheart,therearegreatpressure,butthinkofclassmatesandmakeapromise,fortheirownfuture,thenlethimselfbebrave,andagainbig,Ialsowanttogoforward.

Everynight,gointhreeschoolcampusontheroad,Ilookuptothestarsareshiningnightsky,originally,theskyreallybig,andyouarejusttheexpanseoftheskyinawhiteclouds,inthecurvedmoonandthevastxinghaithroughtheeffortstolearnfromnature,oftheessence.

HighschoolofI,havealreadygrownup,waitforapersontomorethinktwice,reasonabledominatetheirafterschoollife,getridofalotofbadhabits,Iknow,theformerdaysthehappinesshasamemory,butIcan"tgobacktothepast.Inthisbigfamily,experiencingvariousthings,metallkindsofpeople,whenyoutalkaboutwithworry,itisadayofthemostenjoyable,sharethefrustrationsofthebelongtous.

Everynight,Idothesamedream,rotatinganddissolveinthedreamofalostitsprofusionlastpicture.Thenextthreeyears,isthefantasy,itistohope,isastruggle,aftertherainoftheblueskycarriedmydreamofflyingfaraway,andI"minmywalkingtheclouds.