school

when was a child,
The Road to School like a beautiful dream...
Those memories still linger in my mind.
School is not a place to show off talent,
but a place to train the mind.
Learning is a long time business,
on self-study.
and not an instant cup noodle,
for temporary feed only.
Don't ask what the school taught you,
ask yourself what you have learned.
School teach you knowledge,
independence teaches you survival.
but life itself teaches you how to living ,,,
Failure in the classroom is nothing,
but you must not fail in your life...
Because that's the only thing you can rely on,
in whole life..
As the saying goes:
the top students in the class might return to school to teach you.
while the low students might return to school and donate money to you.
Don't underestimate it.
When summer comes,
the flamboyant flowers bloom brightly...
The classroom becomes quiet. Standing silently.
I wonder where my teachers and friends where are,
Those memories begin to filling in my heart.
When graduate,
saying goodbye to friends and teachers...
When entered in work. and wondered ,
what I could do society for this world.. society ..…
I thinking this question,
but I still haven't found the real answer yet….
School is a small community,
but the school of life is vast.
You can not live in isolation;
you must integrate and become a part of it.
This is the picture of life,
because no one can live alone..without it…
This is the truth of life.
This is life as it truly is.
When I close my eyes, memories flood my heart.
Or are they just fleeting memories,.. full of regret?

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