My house is located near my alma mater, to which I had gone for 6 years from 12 years old. Young students of my alma mater pass by in front of my house every morning and afternoon. The new building of this school has been under construction since two years ago and it's finally completed. After the move, its old building started to be pulled down. This building was built 49 years ago, and I remember how things were at that time. I was in the second year at that time and spent it in the first generation of building until July in 1972 and moved to the second one, which is now being pulled down. It's been 49 years since then, and the building in which I learned a lot handed over the baton to the newest one. I viewed the whole picture of the school from a hill nearby. There were lots of things that happened over the 49 years. Some of my friends are already in Heaven. Time flies, I felt deeply what this phrase meant.
A huge effort was required to enter the school and it might not be that different today from back then. Before entering this school, I was in a deserted rural district. When I visited the school for the first time to take the entrance exam, I felt like I was in another country. I seldom saw people from other countries in my district, but I found several Spanish people in the school grounds. The first principal always had his heart in the right place. His bronze is smiling now from the pedestal.
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