I am a double-sided person

I am a double-sided person.

I live with a mask every day, two very different masks. A quiet mask, a brutal mask.

If I put on a quiet mask, people will become very quiet after wearing it.

The class in the classroom is still noisy. The teacher did not come to the meeting. In the classroom, the roof was almost picked up. Corner, against the wall. A seemingly quiet me, I hold a quiet language and look at it. So focused, so fascinated. A book traversed an extremely beautiful arc in the air, and I was in the middle of my little head. Look, I picked up the book, licked the painful head, put the book on the table, and continued to watch. Still looking so quiet, his face is like a flower.

Yes, yes, this is me, quiet me wearing a quiet mask.

If I put on a brutal mask, people will become noisy when they wear it.

"Bell! -" After class. I just woke up when I was quietly reading. Carefully put the book in the drawer. Open the book on the table and see the owner's name at a glance. Look up and search for the target. Finally, I saw that person - a boy. Step by hand, take the book and walk towards the boy. Going to the side, I smashed the head of the boy’s head and kicked it. Left to the boys a back.

Oh, this is me, I am wearing a brutal mask.

I am a double-faced person, living in this world with two masks.

The fourth grade of Zhuzhou fir pond in Hunan: Yu Enci