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Chapter 141 Qinyuan Spring? Chenhui

Chapter 141 Qinyuanchun? Morning

The playground, teaching building, rostrum, flagpole, swimming pool, library, men's and women's toilets, etc., which sound messy and scattered components form the school, such an independent existence. This is the popular mix and match style in the last spring of the Milan Fashion Week in Wang Qibu's memory. It is also a symphony with a large orchestra accompaniment, a poem or other useful things accumulated by history and history. The silence of a certain land in the alienation of space and space has nurtured fresh thoughts and fruits, or carried forward or hidden or allowed campus managers to perform scenes of stolen bells. In fact, for a school, regardless of whether it was just established or standing for a hundred years, her mission and the meaning of her existence should be the same. Therefore,

Whether it is the school motto of those words or the school history collection that is comparable to the encyclopedia, it is just the residual thought of formalism that is making waves. After all, no matter what kind of school motto is, it should be heard from the previous teachers before entering colleges and universities. In such a situation, it will take several years to repeat and mention it repeatedly, and it will always give people a feeling of pain. As for the history of the school, how much history should be used to reference a teenager? Or where is its value? If it is simply strengthening a certain sense of honor and establishing a similar idea of ​​a group faction, then please note that such actions are not only painful, but are even more dangerous in this country...

After several months, Wang Qibu even felt that he was like a different world. After looking at the blackboard and the person who blocked the blackboard, either passionately, spring breeze and rain, or talked about it in a leisurely manner. Perhaps it was not an illusion, after all, the memories of the past are still so clear, and the back of the fat man in the front row is still so thick. In short, many things are still the same as they were back then.
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