Seventh grade, you are beautiful

Dear:

Hello there! Please allow me to call you like this.

I, you must be familiar with, I have been fighting with you for nearly a year, the girl, you give me the impression, but more and more vivid, you are calculating, you are very strange, you are smart. Like a beautiful rose, the beauty wants to make people take it for themselves, but it is covered with sharp thorns. Just reaching out, those horrible thorns are tied to me. You! That's it

I thought that when I fell into your arms and experienced your warmth, it was cold and caught in your trap. You are really bad! "What happened to you, the homework is so wrong, look at yourself." A pale white paper is covered with red forks. "You are actually quite smart, you have to use your heart..." Hey! How much I miss the small country, the homework is small and simple, and the time of playing doesn't know how much more than now. The current life can be said to be in dire straits: the homework is more and more difficult, and the homework is finished in the middle of the night. Do you still have the energy to attend the class the next day? "You said that your simple homework is wrong, you still want to conquer me, the Arabian Nights!" The sneer of your scorn came from the ear, the taste of being defeated by you is really uncomfortable, but the bitterness turned into a bear. The fire, the heart of the gas, what burned into gray, hard work in class, speed up writing, ensure adequate sleep, no longer appear on the "black list" my name. You lost in this game, but you smile so openly.

"Ah... God! How can I write seventy-five points for the composition?" "Hey," I heard you laughing at the side, and I was again thrown down by your brute force. Composition is a hurdle of the language. Its score is related to your language performance. If my composition is not enough, it means that I have never thought about a good life in this whole country. "Your composition points Why is it so low!" There are two groups of blush on my face, and another one to laugh at me. "I looked at your composition, you are not good enough at three points, the theme is not new enough, the description is not delicate enough, and the end needs sublimation. ......" Her suggestion was written down without a word. Her composition is well-known in our class, and her suggestion is a word, and in a short period of ten we have established a teacher-student. The friendship, her conversation with me solved a lot of my writing problems, and there are beautiful angels in this highly competitive country. I know that you are making a fuss. I won this game, but it is not glorious, just because you gave me a rescue.

Language is getting harder and harder to learn. What should I do? At this time, you brought me a famous book, urged me to digest as soon as possible, a book was clean, and there was a lot of ink in my stomach. Once I saw my classmates published their own unique opinions when discussing an article, they suddenly became speechless. I heard you applauding for me, cheering for me, you are also happy for me!

You are like an awkward child, always giving me a trap but always helping me escape the dilemma. With my progress, I just realized that you are good, but I told you that you will soon wither away. There is a dazzling flower waiting for me to pick it up. The scenery here can’t satisfy me. Now, I need to continue to speed up the pace and rush to the next intersection. That's how you are, inspiring me to keep moving forward and forward

Your friend's enemy

Second day: Wu Yufan