Goodbye my sixteen...

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Time flies as an arrow. Spring has gone and summer is coming. It seems like time doesn't stop and wait for anyone. Life goes by, people 're living faster. Some times, we even do not have time to look at our faces, to feel traces of time appearing on us little by little. Other 365 days, 12 months passed, January, February, March, April, are all behind. It's time we said "hello" to May.

May, a month full of surprise. Maybe, only a few things at present can remind you of the past that is nearly sunk into oblivion and replaced by our busy works. Like a miracle, they immediately bring back most of my memorable moments stored somewhere in my heart. At a sunset afternoon, wandering along the street, setting my mind free, I suddenly realized some scarlet flamboyant flowers are blooming under blue sky. Those little flowers symbolizes our youth, our unforgettable school years that awaken my soul. Life moves on, people may change, everyone has their own passions and dreams. But the flamboyant flowers are always there to affirm that we had wonderful days together.

 May, a graceful girl in a blue maxi dress. This morning, I go to school earlier than usual. Standing alone in the deserted yard, I had no words to say at the first time viewing my school, with the buildings, football pitches, trees and flower beds,... Morning's soft air touches everything with such care. The softly wind caresses a young face in a quiet secluded place. May coming brings along so many feelings. All winter long has been hibernating from the cold and waiting for the sun to come out from behind the clouds. The bees are buzzing, flowers are blooming , birds are chirping. In this peaceful scenery, summer is waving hands to welcome us.

May is just another way to say 'a goodbye season. Goodbye my teachers, goodbye my dear friends, goodbye my school .Having to say goodbye is not as easy as we thought. It can bring up feelings of loss . We will not see each other for a long time . These feelings, these sights bring me back to 1 year ago...

May 2015,

When I was 15 years old...

When I was with you, my dear 9B family...

When I and you, day after day studied and played. Those notebooks full of emotional icons and funny faces, those little trees we planted after school, and the autograph books with your signatures... All of them are still here, always deep in my heart. It's so hard for us to mention all we had done together. Difficulties and challenges, tears and smiles, I treasure all, just as I have treasured our 4 years by your side.

Back to present, May 2016...

Half of my youth has gone away. Just 9 months ago, I and you are strangers in CHY with our passionate love for English. Although it's not a long time, I think that 9 months is enough for us to understand 38 others. And now, I am standing at number 10. A plumb number for a new start , a new dream, a new plan. I am not too young to be a carefree child in the warm arms of parents. But I am not old enough to think about a faraway future. I am just an ordinary 16-year-old girl, dreaming about a tranquil life beside my beloved. It's my luck to have a chance to study with you. 31 girls and only 8 boys make a perfect mixture of 10 English 1. I have to say that I am very proud to have such friends like you, who live in unity, who are really humorous and always know how to make fun, and who are very affectionate towards classmates. Thanks to this school, I have an opportunity to meet my teachers teaching us with their whole heart.

CHY has witnessed my growing up little by little. The lesson some times is a great inspiration for me. One day, I caught myself smiling for no reason. There're some feelings that cannot be named.

"Today is May 20,2016

Just some days more, I have to say goodbye to my class 10.

3 months later, I will be in grade 11,...

2 hardest years in my school life are coming soon...

I and you, my best friends, will stay young together, Ok?"

                                                                                                                                       May 20, 2016

                                                                                                                                              Ayu Mint

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