Your name is Zeng Liu! Your classmates call you Little Airplane.
2008 is over, it's over, it's over, it's over! Comes bright and bright, goes cold and dark. Just like my mood after the exam, there is always a black cloud, overwhelming the city.
It was you who brought me out of the darkness after November 11th and gave me hope.
My son Xiaobai and I often fight, but unexpectedly made me happy.
"Stop fighting, you two, what will you do if you hit me?" I clearly remember that you came from behind to collect your homework like a bird.
"That's the future tense," I was still fighting.
"Then what if you hit me?" You asked again.
"That's the past tense," I said happily.
You are speechless. But you hit me when you returned, and you said it was the past tense. I smiled happily.
Slowly, slowly, we have more and more past tenses, and we have gradually become familiar with each other, and we are no longer restrained. Sometimes I will put your hat on you, and you are not angry; sometimes I will chat with you in the self-study class, and you did not refuse; sometimes I can't control my hand and hit you lightly, you It's just a gentle look.
On the Sunday before Christmas Eve, I ran into you on the street, and you asked me to give you an apple that night on Christmas Eve, and I agreed. I bought eight apples in total.
Waiting and waiting, Christmas Eve is still coming slowly like a train. I remember that many people gave you apples, but I, no one gave me, and I didn't give any of my own. But in the end, I still gave you one, and the rest were almost divided among my roommates, and there was the last one. It looked at me eagerly, and I looked at it eagerly. have eaten! After swallowing it, it will know nothing about the outside world, so let's sleep peacefully! little apple.
That night, for some reason, I ran outside and cried for a while. But when I think of your voice and smile again, I smile again. This is a hazy pus pus, indistinct feeling, permeated in my heart all the time. I know what it feels like, but I can't explain it, I can't explain it.
At this time, the parabola opens downward and is at its peak.
At the end of the awards, 'Jian Nanchun' said that I was selected. But when the name was announced, there were you and Li Niao, but not me. The one who gave me hope and let me down!
I have worked hard day and night for more than 160 days! I am ashamed of you! But I congratulate you¡ªZeng Liu.
The sky is full of people's wishes, so I asked Nong to see Iraq. I think: It is also a kind of fate to know you among 1.3 billion people.
There were rumors in the class. I don't know why it's so hard for me to make a confidante, I don't know, and I don't need to know, because I don't care, and it seems like you don't either.
There are planes flying in the sky, but I don't know if there are planes flying on the ground. Hope she can fly!
The exam is finally over! I started my silence again. Sadness on November 11, inexplicable crying on December 24. In fact, sometimes, what people need is silence. I remember Lu Xun said: If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence. Now, I need silence, I need to think.
I have also experienced the pain of loss, but I don't want to pick up the fallen leaves of regret. Since the fallen leaves in autumn have turned into sweet milk that nourishes the evergreen tree of life, let it turn into spring mud to protect the flowers!
If the spring silkworm cannot break out of the cocoon, it will only die; and when it breaks out of the cocoon, it will become a beautiful butterfly.
At that moment, I thought a lot, but in the end, I decided to grasp this fate and cherish this friendship.
I look back at you again, you are doing your homework concentrating, it is beautiful, very beautiful. But you don't know that I have struggled countless times. I think: as long as you decide to break out of the cocoon, you can achieve the goal in your heart. Who says planes on the ground can't fly into the sky? !
I saw you again, you smiled, and I laughed too. Like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, it is on the road of youth.