六年的小学时光就像一个皮球，大家一起愉快地拍着玩。到最后皮球不见了，大家也长大了。皮球已经不再适合我们。
The six years of elementary school are like a ball, everyone happily patting and playing together. In the end, the ball disappeared and everyone grew up. The ball is no longer suitable for us.
六年的小学生活中，我一直扮演着一个不调皮、不捣蛋的女生形象，但是都要毕业了，就得放纵一些。研学那天，我破天荒地带了手机，晚上在宿舍里，我们明明应该在先完澡之后乖乖睡觉，但是我们拿出了火锅、准备吃宵夜。等火锅的咕嘟咕嘟的打嗝声停止时，我们拿起筷子准备开动，一股火锅的香辣味顺着风飘进了我的鼻子里，我简直要口水留下三千尺了。在我们吃着火锅时，一串轻微的脚步声传进了我的耳朵，我停止了咀嚼，小心翼翼地咽了下去，手中的筷子去夹土豆的动作也顿住、我慌张地盯向门口：“教官是不是来查寝了？”话一出只便响起一阵急促的敲门声，大家七手八脚地把筷子藏了起来，把火锅藏在了帘子后，一个个飞快蹿上床，门一开、果然是老师来查房了，大家苦无其事翻弄着书包，装作在整理东西。老师只是随意地扫了几眼便走了。我们又一溜烟窜下床，拿出火锅狼吞虎咽起来。每次一有脚步声，我都会神经兮兮地把火锅藏在帘子后，结果都是虚惊一场。来自作文吧 zUOwENbA.net
In my six years of elementary school life, I have always portrayed the image of a girl who is not mischievous or mischievous, but as graduation approaches, I have to indulge myself a bit. On the day of my graduate studies, I brought my phone for the first time. At night in the dormitory, we were supposed to sleep obediently after taking a shower, but we took out hot pot and prepared to have supper. When the gurgling sound of the hot pot stopped, we picked up our chopsticks and prepared to start. A spicy aroma of the hot pot wafted into my nose with the wind, leaving me drooling for three thousand feet. As we were eating hotpot, a faint sound of footsteps came into my ears. I stopped chewing and swallowed carefully. The action of picking up potatoes with chopsticks in my hand also stopped. I anxiously stared at the door and asked, "Did the instructor come to check on the dormitory. The teacher just glanced casually and left. We quickly jumped out of bed and wolfed down our hot pot. Every time there are footsteps, I nervously hide the hotpot behind the curtain, only to end up with a false alarm.
那次研学，估计是我最大胆的时候了，唯一的遗憾是没有热水不可以泡方便面吃。
That study abroad was probably my boldest time, the only regret was that I couldn't make instant noodles without hot water.