Is the two-year period long or short? I took my first lesson here two years ago, but now? It's the last lesson.
I think of the first class, especially during the entrance ceremony. I was very unhappy. I felt nervous and uncomfortable. Maybe I was used to the ease and looseness of other make-up classes. I couldn't immediately adapt to the strict requirements of the college.
Now it's the last class! All tension and discomfort disappeared.
I don't know when it started, and I paid particular attention to the word "last time". The thought of today is the last time I studied beautiful texts, the last time I copied the subject, the last time I read, and the last time I wrote an essay ... it felt incredible. The link that was so indifferent to the original will become as precious as gold and jewelry when it reaches the "last time".
Since I came here, I especially like history and ancient poetry. Every time I talk about historical figures such as Li Bai and Du Fu, I find it interesting. One is that I like this kind of history in my heart, and the other is that Mr. Wang talked very funny, and it was unbearable. In this joy, we talked about Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Su Shi again and again ... but I suddenly remembered today: Today is the last time I talked about Su Shi, also composed http://wWw.ZuoWenwang.Net/ This is the last class.
I always could n’t help but think back: reading in Boya Bookstore, sitting on a chair and watching TV, memorizing texts together, rehearsing each program at the closing ceremony ... but this time it is really closed, I really want to leave The academy ... I remembered that when I first came here to class, I was still struggling to graduate soon. I also thought "time is too slow." In fact, time is too fast.
I can't bear the good friends I know, and the teachers in the college. Among them, the most familiar but awesome teacher is Wang. Although Teacher Wang is usually kind, but once the volcano erupts, it can't be blocked, and there is a feeling of a lion roaring in the east of the river. I'm particularly scared of this scene. But now I think, this is the last time I heard "Hedong Lion Roar", even this kind of picture has become my heart. Ugh! Time is always too fast! I want to be separated from Teacher Wang, and my previous fear of Teacher Wang disappeared. I would like to say to Teacher Wang: "I hope you can still teach such awesome lessons that ancient Chinese literature will be passed on forever and forever!"
There is no never-ending feast. "Lanting has been crippled, Zize Qiu market". The course also ends. What I can grasp now is to submit the text for the last time and say "Goodbye to the teacher"!The address of this article: 700 words in the last lesson composition http://www.zuowenwang.net/p/126016.html Reprinted please indicate the source!