Go get up, when he opened his eyes will see the blackboard flooded letters, around his friends screaming loudly for the hard, then the pieces of paper handheld surreptitiously, the chatter of the children talk from the bottom of the class, The teacher was angry and resented.
Suddenly remembered those days of school, someone to close all day eating out, have to argue to bully and provoke, there are a bunch of classmates the same school, there is freedom to worry think, have a long time,
The window was open, sun filled the classroom. The faces he once hated or loved, whom he single or confessed, they all smiled, naive, young.
Spring is bright, just like a dream only. Startled awake, who knows who is where ...