The light. When will I never go back and touch those little things full of life? Momo, have the seeds planted last winter sprouted?

sunshine sirius

13 meters of sunshine

The snow disappears at the end of the sun, and the sun shines brightly.

I opened the curtains, and the sun shone directly onto the desk, the floor, and the whole room, making it warm.

All the people couldn't wait to throw away their umbrellas and walk on the street to let their whole bodies be illuminated.

The long-lost sun makes people's faces become rosy and full of smiles.

The TV said that the snowstorm has passed. This must mean that the power of warmth is greater than the cold.

People were chatting and laughing as they passed me by. It turned out that this was also a amiable city.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Today will be a good day.

I was walking in school wearing a school uniform that I thought looked good. The classmates I passed by still snickered and stayed away. I sighed deeply, as if I was used to everything like this. I almost praised myself for my extraordinary adaptability.

However, this is just self-comfort. It is obviously because I know that I can't change anything at all, so I try my best to get used to it. Can such an adaptation be unpleasant?

Sit in your seat and preview what the teacher will say in the first class.

"Hey, Yunyun Ai, you're here so early? You're still reading. Are you planning to take the first place in the exam? The greater your hope, the greater the disappointment~ You said that boy Bei has nothing to do like me every day. Why does he always get the first place in the exam while I do?

Why is he ranked last in the exam? It's unfair, it's unfair! Why are the faces of angels so different in their grades?"

Gu Mu let out a long sigh.

"Classmate Gu Mu, you said that Luo Ziqi has the face of an angel. But if you are included, it seems too difficult. You said that An Biluo always comes first in the exam? Isn't it amazing?" I said.

He pulled up a chair and looked at Gu Mu in surprise.

"The magic is yet to come." Gu Mu deliberately cleared his throat, "The An Biluo you admire always gets the same score as the Beikao, tied for first place. So, Yunyunai, I will let you take the exam this time.

How about being second to last?" "You were last in the exam. Teacher Lin said you must be among the top 50 in your grade."

Gu Mu snapped his fingers.

"Don't worry about this. I am in the 50th in age, and I have always maintained it. As long as you take the second-to-last exam, you will definitely be in the top 50."

"That's it~" I held back my words. I really couldn't understand why the grades were so good as only a few people in the class seemed to be studying. IQ problem?

"Students, the school's first monthly exam of this semester has been set, it will be the day after tomorrow, for four consecutive days." As soon as Teacher Lin's high-pitched female voice sounded, the whole class was excited.

"Yeah! That's great, great, we can play for four days."

"Four days, the most precious four days of my life, you make me feel so sad."

"The school is really talented. They know that the exam lasts for four days."

"It really should be celebrated!"

Isn’t this too outrageous? Are the classmates too crazy? Everyone seems confident, but I haven’t reviewed it seriously yet. It is necessary to work overtime in the past two days. It is really depressing!

"Direct speech changes to indirect speech, and the person and tense change accordingly, such as:

I said:you didn’t tell me the good news yesterday.

I said you hadn’t told me the good news the day before.

Teacher Lin's speech on the stage was full of passion, which was no different from the Obama campaign. As a female, Obama's skin was just a little whiter. But all the students in the audience looked around as if their nerves were miswired.

"Classmate Gu Mu, please change the following sentence from direct quotation to indirect quotation."

Gu Mu had been burying his head in the game battle, and he was still smiling sinisterly, "Smelly Gu Mu, you are dead this time." I sat up straight, smiled, and looked at the teacher intently. Gu Mu put the phone into the desk

I threw it away and stood up slyly. My sixth sense told me that something must be up to no good.

"Teacher, we have already learned this kind of question when we were in junior high school. There is no need for me to answer it. For such a simple question, you, the wise and beautiful person, would definitely prefer the classmate next to me to give you the most correct answer!"

Gu Mu curled his lips, knowing that this guy definitely had no good intentions.

"That's right, teacher, we also want our classmate to give us the answer. Her English must be very good."

"Teacher, let the classmate answer. She seems to want to answer very much."

These hateful people all want to embarrass me. Why have I offended them? They are always so mean. Fortunately, it is not a problem.

"Okay, then classmate, you can answer it."

"Gu Mu, you despicable villain, you are too cruel, you treat me as a scapegoat."

"Aren't you alive? That's why I do this because I believe in you. If I didn't believe that you could answer correctly, I would have answered it long ago. Only in this way can I prove that you can do it. Don't you think so?"

Believe, Momo once told me to believe in me and always believe in me.

"Momo, do you think we will change in the future?"

"Won't!"

"Why?"

"Because I believe in you and will always believe in you! So I will never change."

But what about today? I left without even saying goodbye, so how can I live up to Momo’s words of trust? Maybe, from the day I disappeared, she tore up the piece of paper with trust written on it, right?

It was blown away by the wind, flying like a dandelion, mixed with tears of disappointment and sadness. How can I reorganize this belief and then glue it together with the glue of my experience, so that it is intact.

It's too difficult, maybe, impossible.

The monthly exam kicked off with everyone’s cheers.

During the first Chinese language test in the morning, the whole classroom was extremely quiet. I could only hear the sound of my pen sliding on the paper. But why were the students still so leisurely?

rustle,,,

No, my stomach hurts, and it gets more and more painful. Keep at it, the exam will be over in half an hour. Why is this happening? Could it be that,,,,

Is there something wrong with the juice in the morning? Lan, it must be that girl. It hurts, I can bear it.

After a series of confusing things like diarrhea, forgetting to bring my pen, I finally succeeded in taking the monthly exam.

"I really don't know what kind of bad luck I encountered that made my luck so bad. Hey! I have reached the realm. Hey! He died before he left the army. It makes the hero burst into tears..."

"Yunyunai, why are you so crazy?"

Someone tapped me hard on my left shoulder, and I habitually turned my head to the right.

"How do you know it's the right side?" Gu Mu said happily.

"I'm used to it. I used to have a friend who liked to tap on the left shoulder but walk on the right."

"Heroes really think alike. That friend of yours must be very good. How about it? The monthly exam is a bit difficult this time. Can you get into the top 50?"

"Do you, Great Sage Gu, find it a bit difficult? I think it's okay."

"Of course I don't think it's difficult at all. It's other students who say it's difficult. Don't you know my level? Are there any questions that I find difficult?"

That guy's smug expression had his tail raised to the sky. He really asked for his position as the bottom one. He was a completely flamboyant character.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Can you make it to 50?"

"Hey! Let it be your fate,,,,"

I pretended to be calm and said with a sad look on my face, thinking to myself: I will make you angry if you get into the top 3, even if you make a mistake, you still have to be in the top 5.

Come on! For the sake of my sick mother and the kindhearted people who helped me, I want everyone to know that I am not weak and that being in Class A is not a shame for them. I want to make those who judge people by their appearance feel ashamed.

14 Victory Sunshine

The sunshine, passing through the morning mist, is warm and pleasant.

Everyone is lucky. They have organs that can sense sunlight. Their eyes can see the brilliant sunshine, their noses can breathe dry air, and their skin can feel the temperature of the sunlight shining on it. But why isn’t everyone’s heart

Are they not warm? Some people have beautiful appearance and wealthy life experience, but they do not care for others, and even hurt others who are more miserable than them to make themselves happy. If everyone cares about each other, like that big battle

As people who support each other in the wind and snow, even if the wind and snow are a hundred times stronger, we can survive warmly.

The results will be announced today, and I heard from other students that they are posted on the bulletin board. This time it is the ranking of the entire grade, so I shouldn't make too many mistakes.

Screams and sighs kept coming. Could it be that the results have been posted? This school is really efficient. In the past, every time our school announced results, they would have to say two or three times that they would be sure to come out tomorrow. I moved towards the results list with difficulty.

"Ah? No way? How could she be the first? It's amazing. Did God fall asleep? I was ranked 999, why is she first? No! It must be cheating!"

"Hey! What's your name here? It's your normal performance to take the 999 exam. There's nothing to make a fuss about. But I want to see who got the first place in the exam. It makes you, the 999th person, feel incredible. What?, no way.

?Why is that a piece of rubbish?"

"Steady, steady, I think there must be something wrong with this matter. We should find out the truth of the matter."

I stood there blankly. I seemed to hear someone saying that I was number one, right? Could it be a mistake? It must not be mine. I patted my head with my hand and shook it. I should

Sober, I turned around and went to the classroom, but was blocked by someone.

"Hey, who did I think it was? I bumped into someone and didn't say sorry. It turned out to be the number one in our school. No wonder I said why it hurt so much? Sure enough, the dirt from the country is smelly and hard, so good

It stinks!"

The girl pretended to smell bad, holding her nose with her left hand and fanning the air around her face with her right hand.

"Sister Lan, it's true, I smell it too. It stinks so much. Why does it stink so much? Could it be because I cheated on the exam and got first place as a punishment from God?" Another girl did the same thing as the previous girl.
To be continued...