There are no more flowers,

The road that passed, no hurry, no panic. Because the flowers are open, I will thank you.

Lin Hua thanked Chunhong, too hurried.

We finished the test. In fact, I don't care about the results of the exam. Because if I work hard, even if there is no result, it is hard work. Just as a person makes a mistake, as long as he admits the mistake, that doesn't matter. However, in the process, a series of things that happened, which made me full of embarrassment for the future, was very chilling.

In fact, it is already strange. Since there are exams, you will definitely score. Since there are achievements, it will be more common to separate those who are three or six, and in order to improve their own level, at the expense of "hands-on". I often think that although our children after the 90s are very mad and rebellious, this is only the trend of the situation, not the obedience of our subjective will. Moreover, there are more children with good learning and high IQ, and the future of the country will have hope. But this quality, is this a flower? Your family's flowers are so disgusting.

Winter holiday - unrestrained rest day

There is a kind of fake, called loneliness.

After each major exam, there will be a long and short holiday. It was like a slap in the face and gave a sweet date to eat. This date is naturally not very sweet, but it is really tempting. Especially for students like us who have nothing to do, they can't wait to stick their faces and win the little pity and charity.

Children's shoes, very good.

The days when we can live together in the evening are few and far between. Meditating on common goals, in fact, where there is no competition in life, where is not friendship. As long as it is the exchange of two hearts, the hope of two pairs of scorpions can transcend everything. The rich and the poor are not the balance of measuring friends. Think about the mountains we used to sing together and sing a song that is not warm. . . . Fresh, not artificial.

And now, in just a few days, I am tired of the days of selling a single. I still want to go back to school and go back to the "peach flower source" that is "isolated". Because there, there are my classmates, respectful teachers. Although sometimes the practice is not appropriate, but a sincere dedication to his heart, a sincere attitude. It doesn't have to be said, we will know what it takes.

I have a holiday, but I am not happy.

Memories are sometimes just memories. ,

Life, five flavors and harmony.

When I was in school, I always wanted to get rid of that boring study life, but I was really on vacation, but I was doing nothing to pick up the pen and paper and start my homework! My emperor, I really can't think of it, I saw a letter to tear up the ticket, I am now a promising one. However, it can be imagined that only the tip of the pen is flowing and smelling, which is the taste of "knowledge."

"Boss, look, beauty."

"You are a beautiful woman." I took a look at it, it is really unscrupulous, take a closer look, it is better to have a look. That guy, like the one who just jumped out of the Liao Zhai, the white face of the sky, can be steamed and steamed. I really don't know your aesthetic standards. The dinosaurs are big beautiful women, and they are still beautiful.

"This is genetic variation." "Meng Meng's Loli."

"She is in line with a standard of Loli: easy to push down."

No culture, terrible,

I am a "responsible" squad leader, and also serves as the group leader and the team leader. This official level is a dead person. I am a detached master of the school committee and the group secretary.

"Cough and cough, I look up, pass the job!"

Let me, right here. Moreover, it has to be particularly serious,

Checked, qualified, first withdrawn!

I walked out with a few friends and owed people, passing through the 4th door, and seeing their teachers eloquently imparting knowledge. Can't help but "suddenly tears down", you are really active, go on, and go on for a while, this is the pillar of the pillars of the motherland. Don't be slow!

The big tooth is a whole sentence: "The woman who hates the most object is a genre.

Old Summer corrected: "That is the style!"

The two of you, I am a sentence, the dragon and the tiger are passionate, I am afraid that Li Xiaolong under Jiuquan will also jump out of the coffin and scream for someone else.

Make up the storm,

Today, the teacher is swindling again.

It is said that it is necessary to tell us the hardest thing, and we still have eight generations of ancestors to ensure that we do not understand. The result is that we are all bizarre!

"Who knows why in the chair of the barbershop."

"Because that is the chair of someone else's house" "Because sitting inside"

It’s still good for people’s pigs because they are comfortable and have handles.

Destroy three views!

We have to ask, is it comfortable? That toilet. . . . Is it still? . .

Always playing with the official voice: "This kind of academic problem, we will discuss together after class!"

In fact, the teacher did not know it! Our teacher, in fact, is very professional. When she finishes the emptiness, if she encounters an ambiguous answer, she will use various wonderful explanations to clarify the answer. The most hateful thing is that if he mistakes the answer, he will use another method to wrap it back.

Sb, the mountain cannon, went to the last class. It is conceivable that without us, his happiness will be halved. However, I can imagine that our teacher looked at him with a glare, as if the white-haired girl met the Communist Party, and Bi’s uncle found the little Shenyang to forget and intoxicate.

Appreciate your own proud students, that dare to be cool!

school starts! so happy. .

I have to admit that this is the most sinful sentence I have ever said.

I don't know if I will work hard, but I don't work hard!

In the darkness, the hope of the heart opens up into flowers, crossing the sorrows of time.

In the vast sea of ​​people, you and I can meet, meet, and know each other. It is a fate! I cherish this situation. When I stood alone in the core of the city, I found that the pressure that the city gave me was not slow to swallow my happiness. I want to escape, but I can't escape. I suddenly remembered the following sentence: When we look back at the road we have traveled when we were young, we are sad and painful. It is struggling and roaring. Nothing is hard work, trying to change one's destiny. The innocent time of childhood and the innocent youthfulness of the youth were torn apart little by little. Looking out at the building that was raised in an inch, and the snow that opened in a circle. I am full of ambitions. When is this day the end? When I re-enter the cold wind, can I still have the ability to go against the wind, can I still be young as always? It is often said that wheat always grows angry toward the sun. However, my thoughts are also growing toward the sun, but I don't know if there is anger.

Second day: Qiao Yuan