dark plum
Hey, I failed the exam again! Holding a paper with a red cross on it, I shed tears of regret involuntarily. I hate my carelessness, I hate myself for not checking it carefully, I hate myself ... at the moment, sour plums seem to keep stuffing into my mouth, so sour! Students occasionally talk and make fun of me, and I feel very wronged and sad. However, acid is a real encouragement. Warning will make me understand once again that no pains, no rewards! Acid, I am not afraid! ! !
Tian Tian Meade
Five years of classmates, the friendship is mellow and sweet. From a stranger when I first entered school, I gradually talked about everything. Students read together, write together, talk together, play together ... happiness, we share together; Difficulties, everyone is responsible together. Happiness is like this! Really, primary school life is as sweet as honey. Whenever we get good grades or win prizes, the whole class will applaud and cheer together to show comfort and encouragement; If there is a festival, students will celebrate together and hold a big event, not to mention the taste.
"Good medicine tastes bitter"
But it is said that there are sweet and bitter, which is really good! After a hard day at school, when I get home, I have to do my homework again. After finishing your homework, you should also take the time to review and preview. In the evening, I have to burn the midnight oil to read. We should use "separation" to study that cram school and this training class on weekends. Hey, look at my tired back and leg cramps. Ouch!
Spicy hot bean curd
What are you doing? ""Then why did you pinch me! ？” "You squeeze me first!" "It's you, fool!" "It's you!" "it's you" ... it's ridiculous to think of it. I have drawn the 38th parallel before, but I am familiar with it. You see, my deskmate and I started another war without smoke. "Who is arguing? "No, the teacher came and scolded us. Oh, my heart is so spicy, what's the smell! ……
Primary school life, bittersweet and salty, has five flavors. However, when the primary school life is about to come to an end, suddenly looking back, everything is so unforgettable. But now, there is a voice: come out, we will move on-oh, that is the urge to grow up.