Aftter School
Thesametime,thesamestreet,attheendofwhichstandsthesameschool,whichIpassedmyfirstnineyearsofstudy.I’mwalkingwithsomekidswaringbagsasIdo.WilltheythinkI’moneoftheirclassmates?ThoughIamalittleolderthantheyare,butI’mnottoooldtostudythereifIwouldlike.
Well,I’mjustgettinghomeafteraweek’sstudyinmycollege.Iwasthemfiveyearsago,sixyearsago,sevenyearsago,eightyearsago,nineyearsago,tenyearsago,elevenyearsago,twelveyearsago,oreventhirteenyearsago.butfouryearsago,Ienteredanothermiddleschool,andlastyear,Ienterthecollege.
Itisthefinishinghour,kidsgooutofschooloneafterone,asduckswalkoutofthercage.schoolisthesame.someoneshoutsattheothersidefortheirappiontmentthatIusedtodointhesameaccent.
Itwasthesameautumn,thesamewind,thesametree,thesamestores.Iwaswalkingwithmymates,then,westandedinalongqueue,forakindgranny’scooking.Butallofthemhavebeentootherplaces.
Iremenbersomedaysago,Iwasonthebus,therewassomeonelookednottoostrange,talkingaboutthecourseIknowedandsometeachershadatoncetoughtme.Veryexcited,Iwantedtointeruptthem,butwilltheyacceptme?Whatwilltheythinkofme?ThenIpreferedtalkingtomyselfratherthanthem.WasthereanyonelisteningtousIWastalkinglikethem?WilltheylistentotheiryongergenerationsasIdid?
Anotherwindblessed,movesthecloudandtheleafs.somesmokewentout,withtheformineasmell.IthinkIwaswalkingonmywaybacktomymemery.Iwenttothisschoolfromhome,entercollegefromehere,andIwillentersociatyfromcollege.( 文章阅读网：www.sanwen.net )
Iamafterschoolfromahigherschool,thentogethergohomewiththekidsinmyoldschool.
Maybeweareleafsofatree,everydayitgrowsnewonesandleavesoldones,buttherearestillsomehaven’tchanged.maybemythermatesarethosehadchangedones.
