Moe Academy: Resurrection Battle

At night, it was silent, with only the rustling sound of the summer wind blowing through the leaves. A cry broke through the silence of the night sky, and the newborn baby girl announced to the world: another life has come. For seventeen years, she has slowly walked with the passing of time, and every step she took was solid and happy. She has gone through a tender childhood, a happy teenager, and a happy youth. Today, she can finally raise her head and loudly announce to the world: I have grown up. In that campus full of laughter and joy, we spent our tender childhood. I remember that in the evening, everyone played hide-and-seek on the playground together, and the huge playground became our hiding place; I remember that on that hot summer day, we took a cool under the sycamore tree, and then made an appointment to climb trees together to catch cicadas and feed goldfish; I remember that when I was young, I was ignorant and dug the soil with my friends to dig cicada pupae, and then foolishly took a bunch of cicada pupae home to soak in water... At that ignorant age, the tender self did many things that I can't imagine now. Those times, the people who accompanied us through our childhood, make us recall them when we grow up, and we shed tears without sadness. With the pace of time, we move forward all the way, standing on this beautiful fertile land, we write our own youth to our heart's content. In the classroom, we left behind our backs listening attentively; in the corridor, we were filled with our laughter; on the playground, we shed the sweat of our hard running; on the lawn, we lay down as we pleased, biting each other's ears and confiding in each other; in the dormitory, we worked late into the night, just to fulfill our dreams... No matter how slowly we walked, time finally took us to fly rapidly to June, the fiery graduation season. At that time, friends said goodbye to each other. Those fleeting years that we didn't have time to cherish, did they indicate that when we looked up many years later, we would no longer see the same blue sky, but your sunny day and my haze? Now, standing at the corner of time, we understand what struggle and happiness are. We are full of fighting spirit, just to realize the original dream in our hearts. We have grown wings, and we want to fly. We want to break free and fly in the blue sky to see this world of struggle. The road ahead is still long and difficult. Even if we are bruised and bloodied, we must bravely move forward, believing that the sky will clear up after the haze. Looking up, the traces left by the flying birds are the fleeting years we have struggled for. On the road of growth, we walk hard and happily, one step at a time, slowly and gracefully. There will always be a rainbow after the storm, and the clouds will still float by gracefully. Time will eventually turn the feathers into a gorgeous tuxedo, sprinkling dazzling scales and powder on the world. Once upon a time, we discarded Andersen and his "The Ugly Duckling" and began to be obsessed with Guo Jingming and his "The Greatest Novel"; once upon a time, we were no longer the closest friends, and gradually learned to use a clear mind to uncover the hypocritical veil between boys and girls; once upon a time, we were no longer the good girls at home, and tried to use our "silver tongue" to argue with our parents... All of this, with facts, proves that we are stepping on the tail of time, step by step towards maturity. With the passage of time, everything covered by the blooming flowers has become empty in the past. The vast blue sky above our heads has witnessed the time we have experienced and are experiencing. In this galaxy, we walk slowly and gracefully to pursue the beauty in our hearts!