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It is a sea, it welcomes every dawn and darkness; it is a sea, it embraces the world with silence... I sit at the beach and stare into the distance.

I stood quietly in the office of the Dean of the Dean, waiting for his verdict.

"You..." The director of the school stood up and looked at me seriously. "Teacher!" A girl broke his door and broke his words. I looked back at the girl and sneered. Yes, she is the end of Yan An, the person I hate most, she must be addicted.

"Teacher, you misunderstood, she didn't push me, it was my own slip!" She looked at the teacher fixedly, and the teacher's eyes were full of surprise. She - what is she doing? Is it helping me? Still let everyone know that she is a measurable girl? I looked at her inexplicably, her face still had a distinct red mark, and I just slapped her in the face. I am sneer, is she acting? How could the teacher not see the evidence that I left on her face?

"Really?"

"Yeah." She nodded hard, as if she was afraid that the director would not believe it. Immediately added, "The directors are misunderstandings. I still have some different topics to ask for acquaintance."

He meditated for a while, then looked at me, "Sorry, misunderstood you, really should not listen to other people's words, you can go." The director of the director has a light color that I can't guess.

Out of the office, Wan Yan's shallow diameter walked forward, as if she had not helped me just like a stranger.

"End Yan Ansh!" I stopped her.

She looked at me silently.

"I hate you." "I know." "Then why do you want to help me!" "I almost used it."

She snorted and smiled. "Many times, you need to use silence to tolerate everything, isn't it? Silence, do you understand?"

I am wrong, yes, she has always used calmness and silence to face everything. No matter how I hurt her, she will not fight back...

"I know that you hate me because there are too many misunderstandings and you can't use misunderstandings in a few words. But I don't want to be hate one day. Like you, I used to go crazy to hate someone, but in the end I only Know, life, sometimes it is not a brave struggle, but a silence like the sea." Her voice is as light as the wind.

"Oh--" The slap of the waves pulled back my thoughts.

I stood up and took a deep breath of cool air. The sea breeze raised my hair and poured it into my heart. Walk slowly and feel the air of the sea. Yes, only with the silence of the world, with the inclusiveness of the world, to embrace the past, tolerate oneself, tolerate others, the world will be more beautiful, and life will be better.

First grade: qjmn