In the past few days of school, I was trembling with excitement. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Because I can prove myself, I'm a mussel buried in the deep sea

, one day I will be polished by myself, and through my own efforts I will become a sparkling pearl, no, the pearl of the night (the pearl is greasy). I am there to be looked up to. I am just a blazing sun hanging in the sky, dazzling.

At this time, I already knew that there was a Tsinghua University. There is a family in the village called Mo Qinghua, and at this time, I always thought that a pair of children in his family were admitted to Tsinghua University.

Their family is so crazy in the village, they walk with the wind, and their mouths are about to open.

Later, I learned how unattainable Tsinghua is, and a pair of children of their family were admitted to Nanjing Agricultural University. 211 University is incomparable with Peking University and Tsinghua University, but it is already quite good.

What I didn't expect was that I wasn't necessarily a big bead. I can only sigh from time to time, dark clouds obscuring the sun, is my life never bright.

In kindergarten, there are no toys, no building blocks, and not even proper toddler books.

The fat aunt asked each of our children to buy the kind of four parts that are separated by the dotted line in the Tian character book (the word. It happens to be on the side, up and down the institution), and they all asked their parents to pay for it.

It's crazy to cut the door.

In 86, nine-year compulsory education was implemented, and the government did not know whether it had opened its brain, or implemented a tightening and loosening policy, leaving blank in the norms.

That's not something we can talk about anymore.

The job of the fat aunt is to teach you to write the size, left and right, up and down, and your own name.

"The children who helped pull the weeds went to the side to play in the mud. If you are willing, you will be a good child, and you will be rewarded with 2 books."

The fat aunt picked at the grass on the ground with her leather shoes and said impatiently.

I'm a solid eye, and I really don't stop pulling weeds. The green marks on his hands were rubbed by the grass, and his hands became slimy.

The other children who pulled weeds with me, just like that, you and I.

I pulled it out for a while, but in fact, the roots didn't loosen at all.

It's a reflection of my hard work and stupidity!

The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.

One is more refined than the other, only you can't think of it.

At the end, the fat aunt's thin husband came to check.

I've pulled a lot, and the few people who were playing around on the side are pretending to be very serious about pulling weeds.

The uncle, who was about to lose weight into sugar cane, said calmly, "

Stretch out your hands and spread them out. ”

My hands were stained with dew and mud from the grass, and they were dirty, even with mud embedded in my fingernails.

Except for a slight cyan scratch, the hands of the others were as clean as hibiscus out of water.

Therefore, the uncle said to the fat aunt, "This little girl is honest and serious, so give her a certificate this year." ”

I looked calm and indifferent.

Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself.

A serious appearance that is not shocked.

Actually, I don't have to think about how happy my parents would be. I was able to get a certificate to get.

The other little boys had a few little red flowers on their foreheads, silly and happy.

And I was stamped by the school myself, with an honorary certificate of honor from my honorable name!!

Well~, not on a notch.

At the end of the semester, I actually got a certificate called Good Boy.

As I rushed home with my certificate, my dad took me around in a circle.

Mom looked at us with a smile.

For a time, the whole world was like fireworks romance, only a thick joy.

Actually, I had already greeted my parents, but I didn't expect them to be so enthusiastic.

If you buy a certificate outside, you can buy it and sign your name. These are the words of comfort to me after insulating with the awards.

All I knew was that my dad poked me hard in the temple, and there was no more.