If you traveled to Australia with your parents last summer vacation, write an English composition of not less than 7 words.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning entered my window hopefully. I accidentally picked up a photo sandwiched in an album, and there was some dust on it. Maybe I grew up in such a hurry that I didn't care about your loneliness in the years.

I still remember when we first met, I was curious about your unique hairstyle, studying your secrets with my friends and laughing at your chubby. At the beginning, you pouted angrily and confronted us, calling us hooligans and rogues. Later, your temper was gradually washed away by years, and you were indifferent to our teasing. I also vaguely remember your revenge on me: once I dozed off in class, you suddenly kicked my stool behind me, and I woke up suddenly and was found by the teacher, and then a scolding came all over the place. Since then, you have caught hold of me and bullied me like I bullied you before.

one day, you put your foot on my stool again and tried to kick me, but I untied my shoelaces and tied them to the stool. Look at your anxious expression on your face and your impulse to hit me. I am full of proud bad smiles and want to destroy your prestige. You keep saying that you want to lose weight and become a beautiful woman like Shu Qi and Jolin Tsai. You've always swore to us, written a promise, and paid a deposit for us to supervise you. But two years later, your contract is still locked in my locker.

Your vows are still cherished in our minds. But somehow, your weight is still swaying. At that time, every time we competed for English scores, once I got 112 points and you got 111.5 points. That time, you almost lost your temper, and I don't know if it was the reason of envy and hatred. You scolded me for three days. Later, maybe it was the arrogance of adolescent boys. Since then, I have lived in your shadow.

every morning, we always go downstairs to buy breakfast. It's strange that one day I lost, but it was rainy. I rushed to the canteen to buy breakfast after class, and when I came back, I was already a spotted dog. And you're laughing at me. I remained silent that day, no matter how you explained it. Of course, you were angry, too. Once I drank all your soy milk while you were sleeping on the table, and when you woke up, you stared at me with vicious eyes, which made me feel guilty. We were sophomores at that time.

Maybe life in senior three is doomed to be monotonous. But fortunately, we have simple ideals to fight for. At that time, we may have been carried away by fantasy and didn't take into account the gap between ideal and reality. I always thought that entering a university means entering a paradise with infinite freedom and happiness. But what about us now? How long has it been since I smiled knowingly, and how long has it been since I played happily? Maybe it's nothing to leave home and grow up alone. Because I understand that there is no schoolbag on my shoulder anymore, but a heavy responsibility.

people who live in fairy tales will eventually be buried by them. Sometimes it's strange, walking in the shade of trees feels infinite youth, and walking in the sunset feels full of vicissitudes. I don't know how far I will go with this feeling, and I don't know whether I can become a strong person in life after all kinds of experiences. Then I understand: pain is the only way of life, and experience is a valuable asset of life. Only by strengthening your heart can you have more courage to face life.

June is a beautiful and cruel season. It will harvest us together, leaving only the straw of memories. Too many thanks, goodbyes and treasures are too late to say, but what we used to be has vanished. How I wish I had a time machine of memories and let time freeze there.

So, I understand: even the best things will die one day, and there is no trace of them. Perhaps as a proverb says: don't ask for eternity, just ask for what you once had. Experience life with your heart is the true meaning of life. In fact, life is really simple, as simple as a cup of tea. It tastes a little bitter at first, but then you can experience the refreshing fragrance.

farewell to simplicity, we are still mature; Farewell to parting, we still meet; Farewell to memories, we still have a vision; The meaning of life lies in trying to live every stage of life and gain different moods and feelings. In the future, I will run hard with this youthful strength.