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Woman: There are long green tables and benches in the teaching building. There are not enough chairs, there is a rusted iron lectern in front of it, and there is a computer with a dead computer on it, projecting images onto the big screen from sunrise to sunset, and it is a glorious death.

Men: a green chair, a green table, like youtiao and soy milk, like Liang Shan Bo and Zhu Yingtai, a pair.

Woman: How intertwined the pairs of green tables and chairs are. Winter is not cold, summer is not hot. Everyone understood.

Man: Now, just green chairs and a long table.

WOMAN: Nothing happened.

Man: Next please enjoy "Chang Ting Farewell", which is brought by all the students in the third year of high school.

"On the side of the ancient path outside the pavilion, the green grass stretches high into the sky; the night wind blows the willow flute, and the sun sets beyond the mountains." He knew most of his friends in the corners of the world. He had finished all the wine in a jug and was bidding his farewells this night … On the edge of the ancient path outside the pavilion, the grass is bright and blue in the sky; on the evening wind, the sound of the willow flute is still lingering, and the sun is setting. "

His voice was majestic and filled with vigor that could shake the heart.

Male: The beating pulse of youth, the dream to sail to a higher hall.

Woman: The flashing red book, the alma mater is still in our hearts.

Male: Today, our alma mater uses splendor to protect us from the rainy season.

Woman: Tomorrow we will use our achievements to add glory to our alma mater.

Man: Think about these three years of life, like a palette.

Woman: Before the future, feel life is orange, too many new things hit the face, beautiful and brilliant, rushed and passionate.

Male: In my first year of high school, my life was green. I was constantly training and growing.

Woman: In the second year of high school, life slowly turned blue. Our hearts calmed down and we knew how far we were from the future. We had to learn how to choose.

Male: Life in high school is like a thin layer of gray, all kinds of hard decisions, all kinds of endless loitering.

Woman: That's right, this is our high school life, all kinds of sacrifices, all kinds of rewards.

Man: When you open the bag, it is a colorful and unforgettable memory.

Woman: Next, please enjoy the stage play "Reclaim", pick up three years' worth of drops together.

Man: When you left, I only saw you off in silence. When you leave me, I will never shed tears. Because there is love, we hold hands, because there is love, we will be together. Holding hands with the people who love you, traveling together, happy life can never end. Below to appreciate Cao Jia classmate to bring us "holding hands".

She wore a white dress, and her whole person was as ethereal. He was like a fairy that had fallen into the world, and all the beauty in the world was humbled by her.

A melodious melody quietly drifted past the crowd's ears. That light tone seemed to make them feel something, as tears silently rolled down their delicate and pretty faces.

I'm sure everyone has seen a movie that was once popular. It was Jay Chou's annual tribute, "The Secret Can't Be Speak." The four-handed grenade must have left an indelible impression on everyone, and the melody was still playing in their heads. However, the classic could be copied, the wonderful one could be pasted, and the surprise that was brought to everyone below could be said to be very unique. It was also a rare opportunity that they didn't see many of them. Next please enjoy the music that xxxx has brought for you all, the piano is playing "Army March" on all four hands.

Male: No one can replace our youth, no one can wipe away tears for our once reckless tears. There was only endless youth and endless passion.

Woman: We knew that it was heaven's will and friendship. At that time, we were still young and loved to talk.

Male: The beautiful youth lets us let loose however we like.

Woman: The friendship of the hot playground.

Male: The green and pure love on the dark and dreary tree-lined road.

Woman: This beautiful moment is like a pulsating musical note, imprinted in the holy ivory tower. Write a beautiful song.

Man: Then please enjoy the unparalleled masterpiece, the ancient zither and bronze bell, and let us give the warmest applause to the performer, Zhang Song Jun.

In the ancient and splendid Chinese civilization, the Chinese zither is the oldest string instrument. The year numbers on the zither left behind the time station, but also left behind the Yang Pass of culture. In such an extraordinary environment, the figure of the zither was more like a reclusive wise man, a learned elder, and a kind-hearted Supreme Realm cultivator. The sound of the zither's seven strings was faint and bright, grand and distant. Moreover, it was filled with grandeur and solemnity.

Since ancient times, there had always been zither, sword, and sound. However, no one had ever heard of zither bells playing together before. However, what happened afterwards was that the combination of zither and bell actually produced such a beautiful melody.

Zhang Jun looked at Zhang Song without saying a word. Zhang Song's eyes moved and he gently nodded his head. He waved his hand and a pleasant zither sound rang out. At this time, Zhang Jun's bell also slowly rang out along with the beautiful sound of the zither.

The melody of the zither was sweet and melodious. As the two played together, an astonishing heavenly melody quietly flowed out. The zither flowed with a delicate melody. The copper bell, coupled with the crisp and agile sound of the zither, was truly moving. It was truly a breathtaking song that had never been played before in history.

A zither and a bell rang out, producing a few sounds of lament and enmity. The bell rang with a clear sound, the bell danced with emotion, like the shadow of a butterfly on a mountain, beautiful but different.

The gentle melody seemed to have experienced too much sadness and pain, but it also seemed to have gotten used to seeing the loneliness of the mortal world.

When the music stopped for a long time, everyone in the auditorium returned to their senses. They looked towards the center of the dark stage, where the spotlessly straight and handsome white figure was gradually disappearing.

Man: Happy dance is not enough to express our respect for our alma mater.

Woman: Warmly singing and singing all our love for our alma mater.

Man: June on fire, we will go on a new journey with the advice of our teacher, with the confidence that we will win.

Woman: In July, we will carry the wishes of our alma mater, with the hope of our loved ones, to sail for a new journey.

Man: Brilliant stars used to engrave our smiles.

Woman: The beautiful coast used to cherish our backs.

Male: The continuous rise and fall of the mountains, like a pair of soaring wings to support our tenacious unyielding faith.

Woman: The boiling yellow blood, like the melody of thousands and thousands of surging become our eternal legend.

Male: When the summer sun caresses the flower buds of June, when the laughter of the past becomes the departure of today.

Woman: We will not forget the successes and failures of our experiences. We will not be able to count the sprays of passion and sweat.

Male: Everything left us with no regrets of youth, everything gave to our unrepentant alma mater.

Woman: Tomorrow, you have to face the world alone and start your own journey.

Man: Those people, can't accompany me forever, those flowers, also won't bloom forever.

Woman: Tomorrow, no one will excuse you and you need to take responsibility for your mistakes.

Male: Although I have left the sea of people today.

Woman: But those flowers are blooming quietly in every corner of my life.

Man: Next please enjoy watching songs burn "Those Flowers", "You at the same table", "Youth Book", "Seventeen-year-old rainy season" and so on.

As the classic and unforgettable songs came to an end, the party once again began to climax.

Man: After everyone got excited, the wonderful show continued. Nana, do you have a boyfriend?

Woman: No, no one is chasing me.

Male: You don't understand. It's not popular for men to chase after women now. It's popular for women to chase after men! In the new era, the women are so passionate and bold in their pursuit of love that even the gifted Tang Bohu has to bow down to our Sister Qiuxiang's petticoat!

Woman: Yes, we admire Qiuxiang's perseverance and fearless pursuit of love!

Man: Nana, speaking of love, what is your view of love?

Woman: Love, should be as light as a butterfly pursued by flowers, as bright as dew on rose petals in the morning, as pure as snow dancing in winter, as holy as the blooming snow lotus on a snowy peak.

Man: Heh heh, that's great. Actually, after stripping off the sacred and beautiful cloak of love, love is more simple for two people to stay together on a dull day. It is a kind of enduring tolerance and tolerance.

Woman: Yes, and what better way to explain the true meaning of love than to stay close to you! Being by his side was not only a simple act of staying by each other's side in ordinary days, but also the courage and conviction of having the same situation in times of great disaster!

Man: We sing of love, even more sing of the love that never leaves the side, here is a request for Zhang Han classmate to bring us a deep love solo song "Beside".

The moving music, the rich content, the charming style, these were the characteristics of the song, the moving rhythm, the full passion, the unexpected beauty, these were the charms of the song.

Along with Zhang Han's singing, waves after waves of applause continued for a long time. Everyone was completely engrossed in Zhang Han's singing feelings.

Woman: Thank you, Zhang Han for your brilliant performance!

Men: a deep feeling of "Beside" let us experience the sincere feelings of Zhang Han classmate ah!

WOMAN: Where? Do you know anything about plays?

Male: Drama, I only know that Beijing Opera has the final stages of life and the last years of ugliness, pay attention to sitting reading and singing.

Woman: Heh heh, looks like you know quite a lot. Do you know anything about specific characters, such as Hua Dan?

Man: Hua Dan, I only know that the lively, witty, and pretty young girls in the theater are all Hua Tan. They wear colorful costumes with strong paint on them. They wear luxurious headgear. They dance their sleeves in the air. They are often the most eye-catching characters on the stage!

Woman: Yes, our country's opera artist, Mr. Melanfang, is a famous flower. On the stage, a flower with elegant movements and elegant posture can indeed become the center of attention. What if there are 12 flowers on the stage?

Male: They say three women for a play, twelve beautiful flowers on the stage, how lively that would be!

Woman: Heh heh, you don't know about this right? Today, the students of our school's art team brought us a special dance called "Fantasy".

Male: Please!

Male: As expected of the beautiful flowers, their beautiful posture really let us appreciate the beauty of the flowers, the loveliness, the charm!