There are just two pieces of material paper and a ballpoint pen on the desk, which is an auspicious omen. He holds a ballpoint pen in his right hand, presses the material paper with his left hand, and splits a cross between his index finger and thumb, and the range of the fork is the stage of the ballpoint pen. I started to write the three words dear, but I stopped as soon as I wrote the word pro, and this dear is too popular, and the popularity is a bit vulgar. You write like this, he writes like this, everyone writes like this, this "dear" is really a bit annoying, just like the production team out of the collective work, a hoe handle is very smooth, it is really easy to make, everyone comes, you also make it, he also makes it, I don't know how much saliva on it. It's better to call him by his name, so he wrote a Yang Qing. Yang Qing or something? A widow's name may seem too unceremonious and blunt, and may even make her think that she will be a widow in the future. If you get married, you can call it that, or even simply "you". So he decided to add something intimate below, thinking about it, and giving him the word "Jun". But is this gentleman for boys? He went to the dictionary, and there was no explanation of this in the dictionary, hateful! He suddenly found a possible basis: Lu Xun's "In Memory of Liu He Zhenjun". Liu Hezhen is a girl, even if she is past the age of a girl at that time, she grew up as a girl. So he affirmed: "Yang Qingjun". The next thing to consider is whether to add a "hello" and a "yes" after it, and then add a "? "Where? I see it every day, I don't know if she's okay, redundant, pretending to be amorous. Add another "? It's even more flattering. And if you add another "? That is, whether the body is good or not, is a bit stupid.

Yang Qingjun: I want to always keep my eyes open, I can see your beauty, see your liveliness, see your smile, and see your lovely dimples; I want to always close my eyes, imagine your beauty, imagine your liveliness, imagine your smile, imagine your lovely dimples. It seems that you are more beautiful and lovely, but when I open my eyes and look at you, you are more beautiful and lovely than I imagined you. You are a fairy in the world, you are a fairy in the world; Yang Qingjun, I think it's always daytime, I can be in the same classroom with you and look at the teacher on the podium during the day, I can take physical education class with you under the sun in the field during the day, I can chase you in the corridor and listen to you sing a song during the day, I can squeeze out of the school gate with you with my schoolbag during the day, everyone sets foot on the way home, I just look sideways to see you walking in a hurry, I love to see your bodybuilding steps in a hurry, the graceful and graceful born in the bodybuilding, how beautiful the graceful with the surname of steel; I think it's the night, and it's good to lie in bed and have a sweet dream in the night, in the dream I'm with you, you say I don't look like a winter melon, short like a pumpkin, I say you really don't look like a winter melon or a pumpkin, you look like a flower, you say then we go to pick flowers together, so we climb the mountain together, you pick a lot of Yingshan red, hug your chest and reflect your face like the sun, I woke up and thought that you didn't actually go to pick flowers with me at this time, you are in your house, your hair is sprinkled on the pillow, your eyelashes are trembling from time to time, I had a second dream, and I dreamed that I was planting roses with you at school. Yang Qingjun, when I open my eyes, I see you, and when I close my eyes, I think of you; I am with you during the day, it is real, and I am with you at night is illusory, which shows that in my heart the love for you has always been real.

Yang Qingjun, have you heard, how much do you know about love letters in the third year of high school? Some people say that collecting the love letters of the third year of high school and throwing them over the field will make the field drift with snow for half a day. How many letters am I going to write to you? I will turn what I have to say to you into flakes of snow and drift towards you like snow on a rocking field.

Yang Qingjun, let me sing a children's song for you:

I'm not a winter melon, I'm not a pumpkin, what kind of melon am I? I'm a cowhide melon.

You're not a peony flower, you're not a hibiscus flower, what kind of flower are you? You're morning glory.

Cowhide melon, morning glory, cowhide melon on a morning glory.

Yang Qingjun, I wrote so much in my first letter to you, and tomorrow when my second "snowflake" floats to you, I will sing you another children's song! Ji rang at 10 p.m

Ji Rang only delayed some time in the consideration of the salutation and greeting at the beginning, and the text below, the text is full of thoughts, all in one go, and the text is not added, not a word is changed. It only took 20 minutes to finish the letter, stuff the letterhead, textbooks, homework and everything else into the school bag, ding dong, and the butt hit the bed board, and the snoring sounded.

Even the consideration of salutations and greetings and the text were 25 minutes late to bed, and Ji Rang got up 25 minutes late, so he entered the classroom 25 minutes later than usual. The first thing he did was to take out the letter paper from his schoolbag and walk towards Yang Qing.

Li Siqing's face was slightly red, maybe he just looked better than Ping, and he walked over from Yang Qing's side. and Ji Rang met between the rows of the desk, and both of them had to be sideways, cooperating with each other to pass by. If two Siqing meet, the width between this row can also allow for two more Li Siqing, if it is two Ji Rang, then only half of each Ji Rang, otherwise you can only move the desk. In the midst of this, Li Siqing turned his head sideways and saw Ji Rang holding a letter in his hand, and Ji Rang turned his head sideways to see that the thumb and index finger of Li Siqing's right hand showed the style of pinching something thin just now.

Obviously, Yang Qing had already discovered Ji Rang, and was walking towards her, she stood up, made a polite gesture of reception, and smiled, which can be called the best eyes and dimples. It makes Ji Jean feel like he didn't throw the 25 minutes last night into the river. Ji Rang handed the letter to Yang Qing with both hands, and Yang Qing took it with both hands. But just like a scrutineer catches a voter's ballot paper in a voter's election, she takes out a stack of papers from the drawer, and there is a newspaper clip at the top of the stack, and she loosens the newspaper clip, adds Ji Rang's paper to this stack of papers, and then lets the newspaper clip clip hold.

Yang Qing sat down, picked up a ballpoint pen, and wrote a "15" on the right corner of the letter paper given by Ji Rang

Yu Qin, who was sitting in the front seat, sat on her own stool, looked at them sideways, looked at Yang Qing with envy, and said when Ji Rang began to leave: "Yang Qing, you have 5 today, and yesterday I saw that you only wrote a "10" number." Yu Qin thought about it and added, "I only have one today." ”

Soon after Li Siqing returned to his seat, Fan Min walked towards him, and as she got closer and closer, the light in front of Siqing's eyes became darker and darker. Siqing's seat is in the corner of the classroom, Fan Min is very fat, you have to know how wide her body has become, just look at her walking to Siqing, you can know that she stands in front of his desk, and the whole class can hardly see him, if there are two people with such a width to stand in this corner, then the air that Li Siqing breathes can only crawl over their heads.

Fan Min was born fat, his parents were overjoyed, and the neighbors all said that he was a chubby little guy when they saw him. Who knows that her length method is almost equal distribution of straight length and horizontal length, and when she grows to junior high school, the straight and long aspects are okay, but the horizontal and long aspects can't stand it, and the bones can't stand this more and more meat. So he sought medical treatment everywhere, but the hospital couldn't do it, but there was a herb lang Zhong, who was able to pack a ticket, gave half a sack of herbs, and told her to boil it as water to drink. If you drink it, you will have diarrhea, your eyes will be thin, and you will not be able to stand up, and it will really not work if you drink it again. Her mother picked a pound of good tea and used it as a herb, so her father had to go to the mountains and cut down a miscellaneous tree sapling, and cut it off to make her a crutch to go to school. Later, there was a black-and-white TV set in the village, and the family with the TV set was in the market, and there was a weight loss advertisement on it: "It is the gospel of the obese, immediate results, and will never rebound." This "latest R&D achievement" needs to be purchased at the designated pharmacy in the county. Fan Min's family was overjoyed, her father rushed to the county seat in high spirits, poured his money into the counter, bought it back, carefully understood the manual, and regained confidence. However, less than half of the take, the "danger period" arrived, and he was again on crutches. Moreover, I don't know if I read it wrong or heard it wrong, it's not "never rebound", it's always rebounding, and I'm fat out of control from then on. Now she avoids writing the word "fat", avoids writing the word "round", does not eat pumpkin, does not touch the bucket, and is not even willing to use a ballpoint pen. Every time she sees Li Siqing, she feels very pleasing to the eye, Li Siqing with five beans no matter walking, sitting, reading, especially doing physical care, is the best-looking, really beautiful! Add the two big eyes of the four clear on the narrow and long face but have another look, a master to pay homage to the gods, always nail a talisman made of peach wood, an inch wide peach wood painted on the Bodhisattva always two big eyes. If Li Siqing is truthfully drawn on paper, at least he is not a corrupt official. These made Fan Min see that Li Siqing was perfect.

When Fan Min shyly took out the letter paper in the pocket of her huge trouser leg, Siqing's big eyes opened and crowded into each other, and if at this time he divided his forehead and face below the eyes into two large parts and drew a map, then the two ends were land, and a strait was crossed in the middle. Siqing unexpectedly, he was so thin, and there were admirers and chasers. He thought many times that if Li Duolao hadn't had willow branches and had already put the "fixed money", I was afraid that none of the girls in the class would worship him, and now it seems that he would at least lack this surname Fan. He took it with both hands gratefully, and his face glowed red. The narrow face was as red as a glowing red energy-saving light bulb.

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