I like Mr. Shi, why? Sometimes I wonder. Probably because Mr. Shi writes well, every time she annotates the composition, she always has to read it more than a dozen times and is reluctant to close it. Each word is straight and square. It can be used as a model for copying. Teacher Shi's small block is well written. The lines of writing are also flowing smoothly. When writing on the blackboard, I often use a line of calligraphy. Pen, fun, pavilion www.biquge.info that's called a handsome......

At the age of the first love, I was like most girls. Love fantasies, love dreams. Every time I was immersed in a beautiful yearning, Lei stretched out his head, looked up, and looked at me with a red face.

Lei opened mischievously: "What are you dreaming of? I'm embarrassed, so I'll excuse myself and walk away. Leaving me shy, I slowly recovered. Teacher Shi enjoys every class. Enjoy Mr. Shi's exit into chapters. Handsome demeanor. Once Xiaoqing and I were chatting under a big tree at the entrance of the dormitory. Xiaoqing suddenly said, look, what are our homeroom teachers watching? The office window is facing the dorm door at the back. I looked up, and my eyes were colliding with Mr. Shi's deep and amorous eyes. I slammed the fawn...... The heart is beating.

Afternoon composition class. Teacher Shi quoted Bian Zhilin's poem: "You look at the scenery on the bridge, and the people who watch the scenery look at you upstairs."

I have engraved these words in my amorous heart. And I enjoyed it as if it were a love story. She knows that there is an insurmountable gap between teachers and students, but I enjoy my affection. And the teacher may be unintentionally poetic. (This may be a lot of boys and girls, experienced secret love, that is, sensitive and amorous)

As soon as the essay assignment is handed in, it means that the week is over again. I was in a good mood, humming a song and collecting my homework and sending it to Mr. Shi's office. Teacher Shi is not there, I feel relaxed and regretful. As soon as the school bell rang, the dormitory students happily went to the dormitory to get their things and prepare to go home.

I packed my bag early and went out of the school gate with Xiaoqing on my back.

Xiaoqing's house is another town, my family is going east, and Xiaoqing's family is just the opposite. After chatting for a while, they separated.

I looked at the time, and it would take a while for the car to come, so I paced slowly and walked towards the intersection where I was waiting for the bus. It was early autumn, I was wearing a pink long-sleeved shirt and a pair of jeans, which made me look even more curly, plump and enchanting, with a thin waist and long legs......