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With excitement, I stepped on the bell without music and hurried into this strange class. Looking back, the innocent smiling face when we first met seemed to be yesterday. Smiling, we have been walking through these three years, singing the songs that belong to our youth.

Unity, our song

Do you still remember the sports meeting in the second day of junior high school? It was the first time that our Class 95 participated in the sports meeting. All the athletes use their own efforts to win the honor of the class, and what I can see is not only the dashing charm of the athletes on the field, but also the cry of our class 95 that tore their throats! More excitement, more expectation and more encouragement! "Come on! 995! Come on! " . When the referee blows his whistle; When the referee waved his high hand, all I could see was the ferocious expression on our tug-of-war athletes' faces; All I can hear is the shouts of the students watching the game; What I can feel is the motivation of the whole class to go all out and persevere! We walked all the way, we sang all the way, singing our own song-unity!

Laughter, our song

has no lighting decoration, no music accompaniment, no gorgeous stage, so we dance, so we sing, so we enjoy, so we laugh. I still remember the first large-scale activity in my class-New Year's Day cultural performance. As soon as we stepped into the school gate, we held a rather naive New Year's Day show in our class, and all the students in the class showed their talents. Singing, dancing, magic and so on, and the most exciting games. We are not musicians, but we can get the smiles of our classmates; We are not dancers, but we can get applause from our classmates; We are not magicians, but we can get the admiration of our classmates. We are just students, and it is only because we have .95 classmates that our life is full of laughter, passion and emotion, and unity and struggle. We walked all the way, we sang all the way, singing our own song-laughter!

fifteen, and we are fifteen this year! We have been together for three years! In this flower season with growth, sentiment, happiness and sadness, we are United, struggling and cherishing!

just a classmate and teenager, at our age, in our years, at our stage. We have come all the way, and the scenery is infinite!

fifteen years old, singing the years we have gone through with the loudest voice in my heart; Fifteen years old, with the most beautiful smile on her face to face the students who are about to leave; Fifteen years old, treat our classmates with our truest feelings. Forever 95! The only 95!

along the way, the years are like songs!