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You in the Mood for Love


In the mood of the years, the years are like songs. In the youthful years of youth, we have shed countless stories. Just as flowers are as beautiful as flowers, and what makes me unforgettable is the faint smile at the same table...

My desk at the time was plain, quiet and gentle, but his skin was very white. It was undoubtedly a "big man, little boy". I laughed at him with a big sigh: "Hey, can you?" The man is a little bit like a little girl all day." And he always gave me a disgusting smile...

Until one day, he let me change his mind from the bottom of my heart.

During that class, there were a few pieces of "stinging" confetti in front of the table. The class teacher came to class and saw and asked: "Who is this?" No one answered the class. The class teacher asked again and said: "If this person admits, this matter will pass." The class is still silent, quiet and terrible, the head teacher's temper is watching longer and bigger, everyone's heart refers to the blind eye. . Finally, what we are worried about still happened: "Okay, no one admits, yes, the next section of the physical education class is cancelled, the language is on!" The voice just fell, the class is like a blast, you say a word, but The students stopped quickly. The teacher didn't talk, we didn't talk, the class was quiet. Just like a minute of the year, I saw my face at the same table, but my heart knew very well that this confetti was not thrown by him because of the bell. When he rang, he rushed out of the classroom to grab the billiard table. When he just stepped into the teacher's door, the class bell rang. But what surprised me was that he actually said in his "thin" and "sharp" voice: "Teacher, I threw it." The teacher's eyebrows are still vertical, and he naturally shouted in a toneless voice. "Besides him, other people's physical education is not wrong!" I looked at him with a puzzled look, and both big eyes were hooked into question marks, and he, what gave me was that he made me "disgusted". Shallow smile...

From that time, I changed my opinion on him, and I also liked to smile. When I have difficulty, I smile. When I am sad, I smile. When I fail, I still smile. This smile is like Popeye's spinach. Like, give me energy; like a colorful brush, depicting my life; like a flower, fragrant my heart, this smile gives me a lot of motivation and encouragement.

Now in the middle of the country, when we meet again, he still gives me his beautiful smile, but, differently, when I see him, I will also slightly raise my mouth...

Junior High School, Xiaodian Town, Hongqi District, Xinxiang, Henan, China: Guo Yujun

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