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Our five shifts are implemented on a single-person single-table system. After the implementation of this system for a school year, the teacher Chen, who was killed halfway, broke the new class teacher. That is to say, from the second year of the middle school, I have the same table! The so-called same table, in fact, the teacher suspected that the classroom is small, let us put the table together to keep a wider aisle. When the quarrel is not right, you can also leave a slit at the table to show the Chu River Han Dynasty.

I lived in the same community as her, went home at the same time, shared the same class, and now I am on the same table. The world is so big, but we can meet, meet, and feel the same. We can see how much we have. Her name is Li Wei, and her name is as it is. She and my character are the opposite, revealing a scent of fragrance from her, and revealing a hint of grace, quietness, and sweetness. The most expressive is her big eyes, her eyes are big, but it is still a seam. Perhaps it is because I am around, laughing in class, laughing at school, and laughing at homework. After sitting at the same table with me for half a year, the small nose has a big black box. Even if you have a big black box, you can't even see the blackboard on the blackboard. After class, please plead with me and ask me to take a look at her.

Right, and her little cherry mouth, I can really hang a small oil can. I remember once again, I rushed to the school before I had breakfast. In the second class, I took out the dry noodles that I bought on the way to school. Listen, what sound? Not good, dangerous, protect your face! Sure enough, a claw that was slowly attacking the dry noodles stopped in the air, looked up, and a pair of watery eyes looked at me with sorrow, and the small mouth was tall and tall. "Hey, what are you looking at me?" "I am hungry!" "Don't look, I won't allow my dry noodles to be requisitioned by your stomach!" "..." "Oh! Ok, I am defeated." To you." I was still a great contribution to my dry noodles. She held her face and tears in her face. Like a poor beggar, she got ten yuan, and her mouth continued to emit sugar-coated shells: "Thank you for thanking you, you are a good person, I wish you more and more beautiful... Beautiful good-hearted people, do you still have milk? It’s too dry to eat and eat!” Oh, although she always bullies me, I still love her and love her! As the saying goes, people can only bully the person who loves the most, because she knows that no matter how bullied she is, she is not willing to leave her.

Long live the same table, I wish we can make progress together in the next school year, that is, the third year of study and life, and strive to get into their ideal high school!

Third day: 贞笮