It can't be regarded as a secret Qiubo, Fan Min stared at Li Siqing with great envy and affection for a while, Li Siqing was like a big carrot just pulled out of the soil, the owner looked at it again and again, and even picked up some broken soil for it with his hands, and couldn't put it down. Finally, seeing enough and envying enough, Fan Min used her hand, which was not many times larger than Li Siqing, to make a standard farewell gesture to him in the air. Li Siqing used his hands and feet at the same time, while also paddling in the air with his hands, he raised his feet and stepped out of the horizontal wooden fang under the desk, and walked out to give her two or three steps, not reluctantly, but thanks, thanks.

Siqing trembled and saw that as soon as he opened the letter, Liu Wenfeng, who was on the table, turned around like a troublesome goat and put his head under Siqing's chin, as if the letter was not addressed to Li Siqing but to him. Siqing knew that he was a guy who was rare to get around, so he had to watch with him. But Liu Wenfeng's head rose up as if it was floating by rising water, covering his vision, and wherever Siqing flashed the letter, this thing covered it, like a ghost. Siqing saw it intermittently. Since the letter paper is in Siqing's hands after all, and he keeps changing places, Liu Wenfeng can see it intermittently, even if he puts the two together, it is not the full text. I only saw many of the above: "envy", "good-looking", "beautiful", "cute", "rare", "unique", "very", "most".

After "looking", Liu Wenfeng moved as if he was about to install his thumb on Li Siqing's nose, looking for a suitable place. No one can guess what this means, is it appreciation? Is it a taunt?

Yang Qing wrote a brief reply letter, and copied many articles, pressed the stack of love letters held in the newspaper folder, and sent them one by one. After replying to the classmate who had given her a love letter, she asked for the surname to write some to save first, and which classmate sent it again, she took out a letter from the drawer, filled in his name in front of this classmate, and returned it to him on the spot, which was called cashing on the spot and fair trade.

Some of these reply letters were read together like Li Siqing's and Liu Wenfeng, and later the male students gathered these reply letters to take a look, and the result was that they were all born by a grandmother, and the whole classroom resounded haha.

If there were photocopiers in that era, Yang Qing would be much brisker.

In ancient times, there was a military general, five big and three rough, but gave birth to a beautiful daughter, this military attache may be a corrupt official, very rich, to find a good son-in-law, his daughter's mate selection conditions are only one, there is a pair of stone lions in front of her house, whoever can afford to lift the stone lion, will marry. This girl is very smart, she can lift a stone lion and she is as powerful as an ox, in the era when there were no guns and atomic bombs, with this strength, going into battle to kill the enemy is not the same as killing grass! Now Yang Qing is encouraging everyone to study hard, and "Stone Lion" is to see how many points you can score in each subject. Who raised the military attaché's daughter to marry whom, here Yang Qing does not have the promise that you will marry you how much you have, there seems to be such a vague meaning in it, but if you look closely, it doesn't seem to be. The aim is to be willing to work hard with the University, and there are your ideals in front of you.

It seems that Yang Qing's prediction is not wrong, and he has worked hard, and later some of them became officials, and there are a large stack of lover registration forms at the age of 50, and they may all be Yang Qing.

The pieces of paper in the third class of high school can snow for half a day when thrown over the flat of the camp, and the pieces of the second class are just like the leaves falling from the trees on the side of the field. The snow flakes fall silently in the third year of high school, but it is possible for the leaves in the second year of high school to fall and wipe the ground with a sound, and it is also possible for a gust of wind to blow and the leaves to rub on the ground collectively, or even pile them in a pile. In the same way, whether it is snow flakes or leaves, when they fall, they can be sprinkled in front of people.

The homeroom teacher of the second year of high school knew about this phenomenon, but her eyes were half-closed, and she didn't seem to wake up every time she entered the classroom, so her classmates didn't need to play hide and seek with her when they did this kind of work. It's not because she's still young and she likes this line of work, but her opinion is that these children are not fully sensible, and they are still in a hazy stage of love, or a kind of curiosity. This is evidenced by their "positive surname" and the actions that can be made public. Just as there are many rooms, and the rest can be entered, and one of them has been closed with the door closed, and the seal is affixed, then the more I want to go in and have a look, to see what kind of artifacts are inside, once the door is opened a crack, the assembly house will have to squeeze in, so it is very lively, prosperous. She thinks that there is a good side and a bad side to this, but everything in the world cannot be good, and there is no negative side. The problem is that we have to choose the good side a little more, promote it, and let it exist. Now in her opinion, it is impossible to see whether this phenomenon is good or not. At present, what can be considered positive is that the students are more active, not a joke, and the level of composition will be greatly improved, because this kind of subject matter is often extensive, imaginative, and formal, unlike the boxing of our propositions. The second is that it can really make some students work hard, and for the goal of ignorance, maybe they can really make a breakthrough and achieve results, so as to take advantage of the wind to sail all the way.

When is the time when rural schools are very busy every day? It's a question that we've turned a blind eye to, or we've been involved in countless times without realizing it, and if we want to answer it, it may be controversial. Some people will say that it varies from school to school: Children's Day is June 1st in elementary schools, and May Fourth Youth Day is May Fourth in middle schools, especially high schools, but please note that it is said every day! Then some people will say that several classes are in physical education class at the same time or suddenly break into a group of hooligans and injure several classmates, this answer still does not pay attention to the question is every day, but occasionally and occasionally. When? When school is out. Some are in a hurry, playing with flying feet; Some are slow, but they still have to stay; Sometimes several people run wildly together, running to the hidden place in front to ambush a few classmates, and some male classmates chase each other on the fields, along the mountain, and on the river embankment, just like a few wild dogs, especially at the school gate, like a nest of countless birds flying out of the nest of countless birds, only to see countless outstretched wings.

There are several bridges over the Tuoshan River, one of which is the closest bridge to the school called Tuoshan Bridge. At this time, several of the "birds" that flew out of the Tuoshan Middle School flew to the Tuoshan Bridge and closed their wings, three of them stood, and two of them fell on the rocks that served as guardrails on the side of the bridge. These "birds" are: Ji Rang, Li Siqing, Liu Wenfeng, Zhang Yu, Tan Qian. These five generals have all written letters to Yang Qing, and they only get her unified content, but they only fill in the replies with different names, and they have to pass over this bridge after school. They first wrenched the wrench to see whose hand was stronger, and Li Siqing and Ji Rang gave up participating in this competition, called it quitting the ginseng, and the two of them jointly issued a statement expressing their opposition to the establishment of this project. Leaving Liu Wenfeng, Zhang Yu, and Tan Potential to oppose the event. Liu Wenfeng was defeated in the preliminary round, and Tan Qian and Zhang Yu were promoted. Tan and Zhang used all the strength given to them by their grandmother in the final, and they heard the bones ringing, and after a few rounds, they still didn't know the winner. Ji Rang and Li Siqing forgot that they were the opponents who set up this project, and risked the possibility of knocking out their teeth, so they stretched their heads to the two fists that burst out of their muscles and bones, and opened their eyes to the extreme. Li Siqing's eyes showed two pieces of land, a strait or a lake on the "map." And Liu Wenfeng also forgot that it was the shame of their subordinates who were defeated, and knelt on the bridge deck and raised his head to help make the void. In the end, like two exhausted bulls, they had to put away their original fierce arrogance and turn around to gasp.

The old-fashioned Tuoshan River slowly twisted from the dark foothills of the pole, twisted to the bottom of the stone bridge, and slowly twisted to the intersection of the vast white sky and the mountain on the opposite side. In late autumn, the Tuoshan River is old, and can only string a few puddles with a line of sad tears, forming some exclamation points that miss its young spring and summer, and sigh to the young men on the bridge that her good years have passed; The willows by the river were taking off their yellowed but shiny green clothes, and preparing to be tortured by the north wind bare; Shaved rice paddies lay on both sides of the river, pale and wrinkled; The sunset of the western mountains squinted at all this, and she also pillowed into the recess, about to close her consciousness and blur everything. All this is going to be old, and they are pinning their hopes on the young lives on these stone bridges, lighting a raging fire on the bridge, to light up the sun on the eastern mountain tomorrow, so that the generation after generation, the never-ending tomorrow will become more and more brilliant.

Ji Rang, who thought he was a little talented, supported his hands on his waist, raised his head and chest, with a far-sighted attitude, suddenly lowered his head and pondered, and then sighed a long sigh, full of emotion.

Seeing this, Liu Wenfeng said to Ji Rang in a disdainful tone: "It looks very similar, I'm afraid that there is still a bit of a grand theory to be issued, or a poem is going to come out!" ”

"You kid actually knows my mind, the old man wants to write a "New Guangxian Wen" or a guy to write a poem against it."

"What kind of virtuous writing, don't waste pen and paper, you can just write a poem and give it to Confucius."

"Uh-huh-the river is bubbling and the sunset is slowly going, today is Monday, tomorrow is Tuesday."

Liu Wenfeng burst out with a burst of ridicule, but Li Siqing slapped the hand board a few times, Zhang Yu and Tan Qian fell on the stone of the bridge railing like two long pockets with some tattered inside, both rubbing their right hand with a painful wrench in their left hand, and moaning embarrassedly. Li Siqing stopped clapping his hands and said: "Don't look at this kid's vulgarity, it's unbearable, humming it like a sacrificial text for the dojo, the content is still a little bit, like Yang Qing's girls said, it is said that the son passes quickly, and it will be passed without being ruthless in a few strokes, so she said that whoever has good grades will marry whom." ”

"When my grades are good, I'm going to find Qian Liuzhi, I don't want you Yang Qing anymore." It was as if Yang Qing was next to her, and Liu Wenfeng was spitting at her.

"You are still in the money willow branch, the money willow branch, everyone has brought the bonus, life is Li Duolao's person, death is Li Duolao's ghost." Zhang Yu, who was lying on the stone bar, rubbed the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and said.

"If my grades surpass Li Duolao, maybe Qian Liuzhi will become Li Duolao's traitor and surrender to me." Liu Wenfeng speculated according to the merit-only theory.

"Even if you are Tang Bohu, Qian Liuzhi betrayed Li Duolao, she came to your house, if you don't want her, she will roll on the ground, and you will be considered to be snatching love!" Ji Rang said in a fork.

He is the vice president of the student union, but are you the president? Tan Qian's hand doesn't seem to hurt so much, what he means, it's not you who wiped Tang Bohu's buttocks.

What about Yang Qing, the vixen, can he chase it? Liu Wenfeng wanted to get out of the dilemma of being targeted by the public and lead the topic to another person.

"It's different, which one catches up with the eldest brother is the eldest brother, and she hasn't ordered it yet." Zhang Yu got up from the stone, and now Liu Wenfeng was relieved.

"Yang Qing chased a lot of people, lifted up, people carried people, priceless treasures, we don't pay attention to her, she will naturally reduce the price, at that time, she will 'Brother Liu, Brother Liu'." Liu Wenfeng was lighter.

"That's not good, she will go to the outside to find it, in order to prevent her from flowing out, we stipulate that one person will chase her, so that Yang Qing's shelf will not be big, and it will not flow out. It's better to catch up with any of them than to go to the outside work. "Li Siqing often has some ghost ideas.

"Will you agree to let me go?" Ji Rang hadn't spoken for a long time, and when he heard Li Siqing's suggestion, he made a posture that he was about to chase after him, and he took the lead.

Yes, it's a question, who goes? Self-reporting is not good, it is not possible to be elected through elections, and it is not possible to be designated by Yang Qing.

Zhang Yudun was enlightened: "Draw lots!" A few years ago, before the Dragon Boat Festival, the supply and marketing cooperatives allocated a pu fan index to our production team, and you also wanted me, and finally drew lots, and died without complaints! ”

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