This year I entered 7th grade and entered a new school, the first day I went to school without school but just forgetting to my teachers and friends, on September 5 is the deepest memory of my school life. That was the first day of birth. The night before the first day of school, I had difficulty sleeping with an eager mood, looking forward to the first day of school. Different from me, my mother is still very calm and carefully prepares new tools and clothes for tomorrow. The next morning, I was transported by my mother on a familiar bicycle, arrived at school quickly, with a prominent view from a distance with the words welcoming the opening of the new school year. Two rows of flags were fluttering in the wind. The scene was bright and bustling with birds chirping and waving us to school on time. In the schoolyard, there were many students, all cheerful, sometimes some of them were scared and shyly wrap the mother's leg. Seeing me seem scared, my mother advised me to be calm, cheerful and get to know my friends around. The sound of the school drum has hit, teachers and students start the National Flag ceremony.
@Học Tốt
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