Last night, I dreamed of going back to No.5 Middle School.

Back to campus after 29 years.

That long-lost classroom

Time flies like running water.

On the shabby old desk

The familiar "38th parallel" comes into view.

With your green smiling face.

Last night, I dreamed of going back to No.5 Middle School.

Back to campus after 29 years.

A path swaying in the shade of a tree

The past is gone.

The fallen leaves of the old poplar beside me danced gracefully.

The scene of you and me frolicking in those days was like in front of us.

Plus the high clouds and the soft autumn day that day.

Last night, I dreamed of going back to No.5 Middle School.

Back to campus after 29 years.

The abandoned playground.

The memory is still there.

The sand under your feet is still warm and warm.

Your silly appearance of jumping like a goat and landing your feet is hanging in front of you again.

Coupled with the bright smiles of teachers and classmates.

Last night, I dreamed of going back to No.5 Middle School.

Back to campus after 29 years.

In front of the crowded dormitory

Fill sb.' s mind with countless ideas and ideas

The simple and empty Datong store is now quiet and lonely.

You hug me and squeeze me, when can I get back to you?

Together with the hard cement table in front of the door

Last night, I dreamed of going back to No.5 Middle School.

Back to campus after 29 years.

Simple canteen and water room

Time flies.

They are still here quietly watching.

Wait for the bell to ring to fill your hungry stomach.

With the dish basin and tea urn in your hand.

Last night, I dreamed of going back to No.5 Middle School.

Back to campus after 29 years.

Look at the school gate.

Infinite love

Is the white camellia in the lush tea garden outside the wall still blooming under the blue sky?

The road to the market, where are you?

Together with the green wheat seedlings on the roadside

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