blue-taste
When I was a child, muddle when, my "sky" full of colorful candy, looked at them, a drop of saliva dripping dripping.After primary school, a little bit to know what life is about, my sky is full of birds, because they exist, I feel very happy.Now now, has seen all the time, my sky is cloudy, the lightning and the thunder. But after the calm, when night falls, stars shining, make so dazzling light to illuminate the me along the life road.In school, the operation pressure I breathe, bean big time by each person for, the original rest 10 minutes, have become classmates are working against the clock on the battlefield. Yes, the third day of life is so boring boring, but who knows, a year later we will not because of the original indulge themselves, and at that time, hiding in the corner secretly crying.From the first day to the third day of the teacher, only her. Our teacher in charge, she is an English teacher, but also our navigator. She is, in the dead of night, when, a person in room dedicated to correcting the Oumen each individual job; she, in the students is, greetings ask again and again, is she, when we lose our direction, can not find how to choose, holding our hands, leading us out of this fucking place, back to reality. Remember that day, the teacher birthday, each of us to send the most sincere blessing, also bought a cake, candlelight, we happily for the teacher singing birthday song, who saw it, teacher's eyes filled with tears, she felt the -- we love her! Together to eat cake, blow the candles together, together in such a good time to remember, that day, we are really very happy, very happy.
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