Everything is the same as before. The familiar bell of class echoed in my ears. At 8 o'clock, I opened a brand-new book, and it was another long semester.
The first day of school is fresh in my memory, and my excited heartbeat has not calmed down yet. This day is always beautiful. This means that we have grown up again, and it is time to strive for new goals. Seeing the kind smiling faces of classmates and teachers, I can't help but feel ripples in my heart. Looking at a strange book, a kind of curiosity germinates from the bottom of my heart, and my interest in learning is somehow stronger than black coffee. On this day, we can't see any uncivilized behavior at school. Everyone follows the rules, perhaps to protect the beautiful flower in our hearts! When Lang Lang's reading voice echoed over the campus, the bright five-star red flag was even more dazzling.
The first day of school is also sour. When I thought that I was going to wave goodbye to a happy holiday, the sour taste suddenly came to my mind. Yes, when you step into the campus with that heavy schoolbag on your shoulder, freedom and joy are like passing clouds, disappearing without a trace. During school, you may often hear praise, but it is more criticism. People are vain, who doesn't want to be recognized by everyone? But the more so, the more you need to pay. It is not surprising to go out early and come back late every day and read books at night. The worst thing is to go to class hungry every day. Nevertheless, you should study hard, or you may be severely criticized by teachers and parents. All the bad things are exposed. When I think about all this, tears can't help rolling in my eyes ... The first day of school will always be the beginning of our "end of the world"!