As for the first grade of elementary school, the only thing that impressed me was a class in the afternoon that summer, and the weather was so hot that the trees outside kept screaming. There are no fans in the classrooms or anything. The students all fanned themselves with their books. Because the fan is also hot air, I don't fan the wind anymore, and let the sweat flow down. (Ah, it's important to say that I've been watching TV since I was a kid, and I didn't have a TV at home at that time.) My 5th uncle has it at home, so he often pesters my mother to take me to watch, and I am very energetic when I watch TV. So that's what often happens. 'Xiaoliang, look, it's past ten o'clock, your 5 uncles and they are all asleep by you, let's go home." I think it's ridiculous to think about it when my mom promised to be there tomorrow before she would leave.) Later, the teacher praised me, saying that I would learn from me and pay attention to the lectures in class, which meant that I didn't fan with books. Although I was quite proud at the time, after class, my classmates pulled my clothes and said, "No, it's wet, you're in the rain?" made me very embarrassed. Actually, I'm just too lazy to fan, anyway, it doesn't work, so why fan?

When I was in the second grade of elementary school, my brother squatted for a year in the fifth grade because he didn't study well, and I also understood a lot of things and a lot of truths at this time. I started to focus on my studies. Because I believe that my father will be an official when he is admitted to Tsinghua University, he can change the status quo of the family. It is worth mentioning that at this time, my family could not gather wealth. My dad started to have severe back pain at some point, so I could see medicine jars everywhere in my house. Maybe that's what makes me grow. What is worth showing off to me is, well, although it is a little embarrassing, let's still say it, that is, what sandbags, shuttlecocks, rubber bands and so on that girls play, I play very well. Maybe there aren't many boys of the same age in our generation, and too many girls. My brother became famous at school, and everyone else was afraid of him. I don't know when my brother got into society. But my brother is very good to me. Maybe it's because of my own personality, and I never take the initiative to cause trouble. Later, my brother transferred to a martial arts school. Then my brother said to me, "Whoever bullied you, report my name." And because of this, those bad classmates didn't dare to offend me. At that time, I thought my brother was very powerful.

In the third or fourth grade of elementary school, there are no special incidents. It's just envy of my sister. I just want to grow up quickly. Because my sister, who is already in junior high school, has learned English, I feel itchy to say it. In addition, they ride bicycles to school, and the appearance of wind and prosperity makes me very envious. I want to grow up sooner and more.

By the fifth grade, I knew a lot of things. I don't remember exactly when men and women first became known. Anyway, I already understood it at this time. I spend more time with boys when I play. The reason why I say this is because something very bad happened to me: we have moved to a new campus since the second grade of elementary school. The new campus has 3 floors. The 5th grade is on the 3rd floor, and this incident was caused by a game. The rules of the game are like this, make a cloth, tie it to your eyes, and then stretch out your hands to grab someone, of course, on the third floor, when you open your hands and walk in the corridor on the third floor, you have basically finished the corridor at that time, that is, just leave a little. Then in order not to get caught, you have to crouch down from under the arm of the captor and sneak over. Or jump over from above, the technique is good. It's not good to get caught. After being caught, you can't break free. Otherwise, it's not interesting. I was arresting someone that time, but unexpectedly, our math teacher (female) came into the class, maybe something was wrong. Stand in the doorway with your back to the hallway. At that time, it was just the beginning of autumn, and it was not cold. I couldn't see anything because I was blindfolded. I felt for the door and grabbed a man's clothes. Of course, I didn't know it was a math teacher at the time, I thought it was a classmate. I was slapped in the face. I got a little angry, so I went ahead and grabbed it. At this time, the students were laughing there. I didn't feel right, I got rid of the blindfolded cloth, and I felt embarrassed to death when I looked at the teacher and looked at me with a smile. I really want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

My grades at this time, in the class, are also among the best, the only thing that makes me depressed is that every time I take the exam: no matter how hard I try, at most I only get second, the first has always been my class leader, called Ling Yunzhe, which is my family, but his generation is small, and he has to call me uncle, of course, the reason for the same age, I haven't called it. It's all names, and we don't care about that. However, because of this, I am always unhappy, and I can't pass him every time, which really makes me depressed. But there was one time that made me particularly excited, haha, yes, I tested him that time. It was in the high school exam, and I got second in the regional exam, and he was fifth, but I was very excited.

Well, it's December 25, 2003 (I'm 11 years old), and after this winter vacation, we're going to start school, and I don't know if the middle school life is good or not, but I'm looking forward to it. Luckily, I have my own bike. It is also necessary to mention that the road in our village has been repaired, and the new asphalt road is very enjoyable to ride on. Speaking of repairing the road, I remember that it had just been repaired, it seemed to be in autumn, and I was wearing cloth shoes, which my mother made, and they were very comfortable. After the road is repaired, it sticks on it, and when you walk on it, your shoes stick to it, as if you have stepped on something, ah, I think about it, like the kind of 'oil' that drips from a tree? It was a tree of contrast when I was in high school, and it was a very unpleasant feeling. Well, let's look forward to the start of school. ^_^