That year, the year before I was in preschool. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yes, I was a six-year-old fat kid at the time. Fat, there's nothing wrong with that, it's wrong that I'm so cute! Every adult likes to pinch my face, and the two lumps of meat that pinched my face are deformed, and I pinch them so hard! Alas! No way, who told me to love fatty pork so much? Fat, that's not the point. Super fat is the key. Whew......

I had a very happy time! Because I had a childhood sweetheart, Jing.

Although Jing's name is very quiet, she is not quiet at all, but crazy like a wild horse. She was the same year as me, but a few months older than me. This age was later told to me by my mother. I didn't think about it at the time.

I'm a very shy kid, and I don't have much fun playing with other kids. But when I play with Jing, I feel at ease. Maybe it's because of her wild horse traits that I got inspired.

At that time, neither she nor I were in kindergarten. Fortunately, I didn't go to kindergarten at that time, and seeing my children go to kindergarten at such a young age really lacks a lot of freedom! It's terrifying to read and study for so many years! Of course, this only represents my personal opinion. After all, this is not the case.

Although she and I didn't go to kindergarten, it doesn't mean that she and I didn't study. We all like to learn to write, and we all let our parents write the words that we want to practice on the new words, and then slowly imitate the writing. Almost none of the other playmates liked to write, they just liked to play, and she and I were the only ones who made writing a pleasure.

She and I both practiced writing together, and sometimes I asked her to write, but almost always she asked me to write. After all, our home is so close, and her home is just behind mine. I can see her just by looking through the window.

After a long time, I especially like to play with her and learn to write together. She really likes to wear clothes with Maruko printed on them, and Maruko's cartoons were quite hot at the time. However, she really laughs like Maruko, with the same short hair and the same smile......

One thing, I have to admit. I've been "honest" with her a long time ago!

After all, in the countryside, she and I were still children at the time. So, when you pee, it's so casual. I am, and so does she.

Given that my big sister taught me not to be rude, of course I had to be obedient. However, children's innocence is very curious, and the more they can't know, the more they want to know. So, when she pees, I cover my eyes with my hands, but I sneak out a little bit of the gap to see. Haha, there's no way, I can't stop ......it!

Perhaps, this can be regarded as my and her "childhood mowgli......

My parents were farmers working in vegetable fields, her father drove a truck, and her mother was responsible for taking care of the children at home. The relationship between our two families is also good.

Therefore, Shenzhen is my favorite city. It was the beginning of me, the beginning of life, the beginning of youth.

When it was time for the first day of school, Jing and I both got our school bags ready. I was carrying a small kettle and wearing new clothes, and I felt so good. We followed our parents into Pingshan Primary School. Haha, at that time, it was so happy! Maybe it was just because it was fresh......

However, when my parents left me behind and went home from school to work, it was as if I had lost the whole world...... After all, she has never left her parents, and she is sad for a while! However, Jing looks like she is fine, and she is still smiling freely.

Looking at her, I struggled to stop crying a little. Wow, the head teacher is a beautiful teacher, I still don't know her name, only that her name is Teacher Zhong, my favorite teacher!

The first lesson, yes, the first one. Within a minute of class, I collapsed! The small kettle that my parents had prepared for me leaked! And I and Jing sat first.

Mr. Zhong saw that there was water dripping from my desk, so he came over to take a look. At that time, I didn't know that there was already a small ocean inside the table. Because the table is made of iron, it is relatively new, and it is not so easy to leak. So, the table was full of boiling water from my small kettle.

Teacher Zhong was very unhappy, and I was also very unhappy, but Jing laughed silly next to him.

Suddenly, the whole class, whom I didn't know yet, burst out laughing! I was so face-saving, and at that time, I cried and picked up my wet schoolbag and walked out of the classroom to go home. Teacher Zhong can't even catch me..... Alas, with tears in my eyes, I dragged my dripping schoolbag and walked hard in the corridor, and the scene made me feel that I had lost face now!

Fortunately, Jing's sister saw me next door and took me back to the classroom and asked Teacher Zhong to help me dry my books.

So, the first lesson in my life was when someone else was doing a good lesson, and I was looking at the book full of "salted fish" hanging on the table.

I've just embarked on the road of study, and I'm so sad that I don't feel in love!

However, good things will always come.

The first day of class was so miserable, there was only one voice left in my heart at that time: I don't want to study anymore!

After class, Mr. Zhong helped me carefully put the books that had been hanging for a long time into my school bag, and said to me, "Liu Jinlong, when you go home, ask your parents to use a stapler to staple the rotten books." I nodded sourly.

Originally, I didn't want to use my real name, but it was necessary. Only in this way can I write about the feeling of the year.

Well, let's go home with Jing, and Jing will laugh as long as she walks. I'm so depressed......

Actually, for a moment, I saw that she had a sympathetic look, but she hid it very tightly, very tightly......

When I got home, my third sister, who was still in the sixth grade at the time, was very angry and helped me snail the book after knowing the cause and effect. Mom and Dad, working in the fields. As for me, I seem to have forgotten what happened. Because, I'm already enchanted in the world of toys.

Toys were the most important food for my life when I was a child. What makes me different from other children is that I don't throw away rotten toys. Not only that, but I also talk to toys. It feels like they're all alive, they just don't move. I have feelings for my toys, and of course, no one knows that I speak to them. Otherwise, take me for a fool.

It was an experience of setbacks as soon as I went to school, but with good luck, I will save face!

After a few days of class, Mr. Zhong finally found out that I was good! Yes, because of the dedication to learning to write before studying, I got the honor of being the second best in the class.

So, who is the first? Yes, it's quiet.

I think so. Teacher Zhong only said that Jing and I were the two best people in the class, and did not say who was first or second.

She's number one, I think.

Because Jing and I write beautifully, and there are many classmates who can't write well no matter how much the teacher teaches, so Mr. Zhong asked Jing and I to teach each of our classmates to write.

How to teach it? Teach to write with your hands!

But why? Teacher Zhong wants such a beautiful Jing to teach a male classmate who is very unsightly? I don't care if I can't look at her, what I care about is, why is it a male classmate? When I watched Jing grasp the male classmate's handwriting, my heart felt so uncomfortable! How could it be? I haven't even grabbed her hand yet! I can't accept it! I think that should be the first time in my life that I have been really jealous......

Well, it's my turn.

Mr. Zhong asked me to teach a good-looking... Good... What a speechless little girl. She was short, and although she was in preschool, she seemed to be the height of a kindergarten child. Wearing a pair of oversized round glasses, the innocent eyes are very big!

Well, I slowly reached out to touch her hand, and my heart beat a little faster. I'm a little nervous.,I've never touched a girl's hand!

Finally, I finally grabbed her hand and corrected the posture of holding the pen.

She's just stupid! I'm stupid, she's stupider than me! I told her not to contribute, just let me contribute. I wanted to write a call, but her hand just wouldn't listen. I wanted to write a penny, but her hand slammed nervously.

I looked into her eyes helplessly, and she looked into my eyes calmly. What the hell do you want, my first time so loving hands are dedicated to you, and you are still so pulling?!

Hey, after a class, there are only a few words written, and they are still staggering.

I looked at Jing helplessly, Jing was very quiet, she saw me looking at her, she smiled, and I laughed too. What a tacit understanding!

Teacher Zhong looked at the handwriting written by the male classmate and said, "Jing teaches very well!"

He came over again to see what I was teaching and said, "Liu Jinlong taught me well." "Actually, at that time, I thought that the teacher was lying. It's obviously not good-looking, but it's still for the sake of my face that I can get off the stage. I feel a little guilty, but when I see the little girl with big round glasses, I feel very uncomfortable! Look at the handwriting of the male classmate Jingjiao, it is really beautiful! It is really amazing!

Quiet, more and more beautiful!

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