a simple song
Write all the joys and sorrows of our youth
The face that is not worried is my boy, the eyes that are not in a hurry wait for the years to change
What happened to you who sang this song together
1
How the best is made
We raised our chins and looked at the world with provocative eyes,
She seems stubborn and strong, but she is full of fear and confusion.
Lords, we understand your desire to make us great,
But please understand: it is not the cold and sharp knives that make beautiful statues,
But a pair of eyes that know how to appreciate beauty, a heart full of love,
A pair of warm hands carved a beautiful statue.
The winter vacation is over and a new semester begins. I sigh, and the comfortable days are coming to an end.
The conflict between me and the cornucopia has escalated with the beginning of the new year. The penalty for standing in the corridor is already a piece of cake for me, and it does not affect my mood at all. They are all familiar with each other, and they often chat and laugh within ten minutes of class. My social circle suddenly expanded into a new category and, of course, my skin thickness reached a new level.
I deeply know that the more moisturizing my little life is, the worse the cornucopia's mood will be, so, in order to piss him off, I relax my mind and make my life very pleasant. Appreciating the spring breeze, watching the falling flowers, singing the pond, sighing at the sparrows... It's a lot of fun! Just facing our corridor is a small garden imitating classical architecture, with pavilions, pavilions, pools, and pavilions.
Once after class, Zeng Hong was smoking a cigarette and chatting with me who was standing in the corridor: "Aren't you tired of standing? You can go back to the classroom and sit well if you just admit your mistake. What do you think in your heart? won't know."
I replied arrogantly: "Fighting with heaven is endless fun; fighting with earth is endless fun; fighting with people is endless fun."
When the class bell rang, Zeng Hong threw the cigarette out of the window with one hand and patted my shoulder with the other, as if letting me do it myself, and then walked into the classroom.
Cornucopia to see the punishment standing at the door of the classroom could not torture me, and he ordered me to invite parents. In just one month, he asked me to invite parents three times, but found that there was no effect. He began to understand that the joint education with parents also failed. .
However, by punishing me to stand on the corridor, he observed that I still care a lot about what other people think of me, and he began to call me to the door of his office to punish me, because there were more students and teachers there, not just (1) Classes, (2), (3) students. I just got used to the face of being punished for standing on the corridor. Facing this new environment, I obviously didn't get used to it. I was tortured again, bowing my head like a prisoner with a heavy object hanging around my neck. But gradually, as the number of penalty stops increased, my head slowly lifted, my posture became more and more relaxed, my expression became more and more flying, and my smile became brighter and brighter. Cornucopia found that I once again resisted him with stubbornness. Once again, he used the inferiority of living things to adapt to natural selection. He hated me so much that his teeth itch, but he couldn't think of a better way to torture me for a while.
I mentioned before that the structure of the teaching building of the junior high school is similar to the "Z" shape, except that the vertical one in the middle is straight. On the left of "Z" is a small antique garden, and on the right is a sports field with eight cement ping-pong tables and a basketball court. Classes (1), (2), and (3) are located horizontally above the "Z" and cannot see the sports field. The teacher's office is located in the middle of the "Z". The corridor outside the office just faces the sports field, and you can see the ping-pong table. When I no longer bowed my head in shame and learned to appreciate the surrounding scenery, I found a table near the ping-pong table. A familiar figure appeared - the prodigy Chen Jin.
He seems to like playing table tennis very much. He rushes to the table tennis table after class, and he plays very well. He is almost invincible in his grade. As long as he wants, he can always stand in front of the table and play, only others will go back and forth.
No matter how good table tennis is, Chen Jin's appearance is no different from that of an ordinary junior high school student. I can't understand, where is that dazzling, arrogant child prodigy? If he was still as bright as he was in elementary school, I should have heard of his name as soon as I entered the school, not in this corner, suddenly found him, and remembered such a person.
I admit that I am rather boring, so I asked Xiaofei to help me find out about Chen Jin. It turns out that he is really bland. Studying is only the top ten in the class, of course it is considered a good grade, but it is very far from being outstanding, very unremarkable, and his personality is even more unremarkable. When students mention him, they all speak indifferently, as if there are not many more of him in the class. , one less of him is a lot.
Xiao Fei was extremely nervous about my attention to Chen Jin, and she inquired about Chen Jin to the bottom. After inquiring, she kept saying to me: "Although it is troublesome to like a guy who is too outstanding, you don't have to have such a low standard, or else Let me introduce to you, I know a lot of third-year boys." Because Chen Jin is four years younger than his peers, and he seems to have only developed his head but not his stature, standing among a group of tall and big boys in the third year, he Just like a dwarf, the most popular sports in the school, basketball, football, volleyball are not his share. At that age, boys were popular to play offbeats, pretend to be cool, and occasionally say a few swear words, but Chen Jin dressed well every day because of his parents' too good tutoring. It was clean, and he had a handkerchief.
When Xiaofei said "Chen Jin actually carried a handkerchief with him", her expression was very horrified.
Looking at Xiao Fei's face, I thought if I told her that almost all the girls in our class liked Chen Jin, would she faint from fright
Whenever I take a penalty stand, I see Chen Jin. Every day after extracurricular activities, he will come to play table tennis, I think I can understand why he only plays table tennis, but I can't understand, what makes the light of the prodigy disappear? What made him disappear from the crowd? Is it a "hurt Zhongyong"
However, curiosity returns to curiosity. Although I am bored, I am not so bored that I rushed to Chen Jin to ask him. Besides, it has been almost three years. Who knows if he still knows me
I angered the cornucopia by taking the punishment for standing as a view of the scenery. When I was caught by him one day because of a trivial matter, he finally used the ultimate magic weapon.
Cornucopia ordered me to stand on the ping-pong table in the middle of the downstairs of the junior high school and think about it. When I figured it out, I apologize and admit my mistakes, and when can I go back to the classroom.
This time, he really hit my pain point. Standing on the ping pong table is not scary. What is scary is that after I stand there, Zhang Jun and Guan He can see me. But who made the cornucopia the teacher and I the student? And I'm so stubborn that I'd rather die than admit I'm wrong. So, I can only go to the ping pong table.
On the first day, when people in the whole junior high school saw a girl in a red coat climbed onto the ping-pong table and stood in the middle after the morning exercise, they were all surprised. At first they thought I was playing, but everyone just laughed. Watching, and then finding out that the class bell rang and I still didn't move, they were all stupid.
That day, the entire junior high school building, from the first floor to the third floor, had dense heads lying on the windows. I know that among those watching me, there must be Zhang Jun and Guan He, so even though I was already ashamed and angry, I still had to pretend that I didn't care at all and force myself to laugh. I stood on the ping-pong table with a smile and let everyone visit, I just said kindly, "Thank you for visiting, take care of the environment, and don't take pictures."
I heard that even the teachers from various offices have been dispatched to see who is the goddess, who can stand tall like the statue of Liu Hulan in our school.
Every day, I started to take a penalty stand after running the morning exercise, and I continued to stand until the afternoon get out of class.
On the first day, everyone stopped playing ping pong. When everyone walked by me, some people looked around curiously, others wanted to see but were too embarrassed to take a closer look. The empty ping pong table made me even more weird.
The next day, Chen Jin appeared with a ping-pong racket, and stood by the ping-pong table next to me and watched me for a while. He even practiced serving on the ping-pong table next to me, treating me like a cement pillar.
Because of Chen Jin, some people started to play table tennis gradually, and the small playground resumed the bustle and bustle of the past, except that I was standing on the table tennis table in the middle.
My feeling at the time was that I wanted to kill him, and I was so grateful I wanted to say thank you. I hate him because everyone around is playing ping pong, and I'm so high up, it makes me look weirder; I am grateful to him because this little playground has finally returned to normal, everyone is busy playing ping pong, even looking at me is a different thing. Sweep over.
On the third day, the news finally reached the high school department. Xiaobo heard the news and came to see me. He stood in the distance, staring at me. I just looked up to see him, and he immediately turned and left. I am very grateful, because my smile can only be seen by strangers, and in front of familiar people, my hypocritical strength is very fragile.
During recess, Xiaofei brought me ten hot mutton kebabs and said with a smile, "Here, your favorite mutton kebabs, Brother Xiao Bo bought them for you."
I was not polite, I just took it and ate it. When I was eating the sixth skewer, Cornucopia stood in front of the window and yelled angrily, "Luo Qiqi!" I immediately put the rest of the mutton skewer back into Xiaofei's hands and wiped my mouth. , stand upright. Everyone on the playground looked at me and the cornucopia, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.
On the fourth day, I accidentally caught a glimpse of Guan He from the crowd passing by. I laughed harder and harder, lest others think I was unhappy, I just wanted to hold up my hands, pull up a banner, and write: "It's not shameful to stand in a penalty", But my heart is really empty and numb, and I can't wait to be swallowed into the black hole of the universe. Fortunately, I have never seen Zhang Jun, otherwise, I really doubt that my pretended strength will collapse on the spot.
On the fifth day, I have completed the evolution and upgrading of the creatures again, and the ping-pong table stands in a light and pleasant atmosphere. During recess, senior boys would come to tease me and chat with me; in extracurricular activities, students playing table tennis on the table next to me would ask me to be the referee by the way.
Anyway, standing is standing, I just chatted, in front of the referee, and lived my little life.
This incident became a big news at the time. From the junior high school to the high school, everyone knew that a girl in the first year of junior high school was punished by the head teacher to stand on the table tennis table for a week. Later, even the principal of the junior high school was alarmed, and came to see me on purpose, and said to Cornucopia tactfully that correctional education is the main thing, which meant that he did not approve of such blatant corporal punishment education, although moderate corporal punishment education was in those days. Approved by both teachers and parents.
So on the seventh day of my stand, I was released from the cornucopia and allowed to return to the classroom. Although Cornucopia reprimanded me vigorously in the classroom, saying that I was allowed to return to the classroom so as not to affect my normal study. But he and I both know that I have never apologized to him or admitted mistakes. My battle with him ends with his defeat and my victory!
As a horse trainer, Cornucopia was a failure. He not only failed to tame the wildness of my horse, but instead stimulated my infinite potential. What he tried in me was called frustration. But to me, he was a great teacher! His humiliation to me started from sitting on the garbage dump, and it sublimated step by step until I stood on a ping-pong table for a week in front of thousands of people, and among the thousands of people there were two people, one named Zhang Jun and the other named Guan He . After this battle, I can't think of anything more embarrassing and humiliating in this world.
Have it? there is none left!
Therefore, my fearless and aggressive character finally succeeded magnificently!
At that time, there was a very popular swearing, "Your face is thicker than the corner of the city wall". I think this sentence is very appropriate to describe me. It is definitely not scolding me. My face is really thick, very thick, and it is not an ordinary city wall turning, but the wall turning of the Great Wall.
When Cornucopia first put me back into the classroom, he may have been worried and resentful, but he soon found out that I am a hedgehog. If no one provokes me, I will not show my thorns. Not only will I not show it, but I will be silent and quiet. like it doesn't exist.
Cornucopia and I gradually became at peace with each other. He ignored me, regarded me as non-existent, and I didn't make trouble with him. Even if he was reading novels in class, he must hide it under his desk and show respect on the surface.
However, because of my fighting style with Cornucopia, I hate him in my heart. As soon as I take his class, I don’t want to listen to his face when I see his face, and I usually hate reading English books, so my English is inevitably affected, and my grades drop a lot, but because there are so many courses, the total grades are temporarily Still can't see it.
Xiaofei admired me too much, but I was very suspicious of the structure of her head. I didn't understand what I had to admire.
Xiaofei said: "Because you are cool! You are wearing a red coat and a white hat, standing on the gray table tennis table with a smile on your face. I ran to the window to see you, and I told him excitedly that you were my good friend."
I can only laugh helplessly, in fact, in my heart, the cool person is her. I'm fake cool, she's real cool. I used a smile and indifference to cover up my cowardice and caring, everything I showed was fake; and when she was happy, she laughed loudly, and when she was sad, she burst into tears, she bravely showed her own true heart.
One afternoon, she told me that Wang Zheng had taught her to play the drums, and when she was happy, she was in the corridor, half-squatting, imitating the movements of playing the drums for me. With her eyes half-closed, she held the drum sticks in her left and right hands, and she tapped left and right intoxicated, and her body also leaned forward and backward in coordination. The classmates who came and went were all dumbfounded. In their eyes, Ge Xiaofei had a sudden neuropathy. , knocking and beating against the air. If it were me, I would be embarrassed to let others see that I was nervous for a boy, but Xiaofei didn't care, because she liked it, so she did it. She didn't know that there is one thing in the world that needs to be concerned about what other people think. , She lives to the fullest according to her own heart, this is how cool it is!
2
Cultural performance
Growing up is like taking part in a running race.
You don't necessarily feel anxious and sad when you see others running faster than you.
Only when the people on the same starting line are gradually surpassed, will you be anxious and sad.
Maybe you won't remember those who are far behind,
But you will always remember the one who ran ahead of you.
When growth is finally tempered by the fire of time into growth.
At the crossroads, maybe you waved, maybe you didn't even wave,
You each set foot in a different direction, you sighed in relief, thinking that the game was finally over,
But he didn't know that he was on another starting line, and the new game had begun.
You ask, why is it endless? When can I rest
Never! This is life!
"Sixteen Years Old Flower Season" is being broadcast on TV, and there is a very beautiful girl named Chen Feier. Many people think that Xiaofei looks like Chen Feier, and she also has "Fei" in her name. so the classmates began to call her "Mayfair" affectionately.
With the popularity of "Sixteen Years Old Flower Season", Xiaofei's reputation has grown. Many boys from senior grades and other schools have come to see Xiaofei, handed her a note, and asked her to go out to play. Xiaofei became The dream lover in the hearts of many boys.
If it was another girl, she must be very satisfied with her vanity, but Xiao Fei Te was not happy and ordered me not to call her "Mayfair". She doesn't care who likes her. She only cares about what Wang Zheng has been doing recently and whether there are any girls. Those who dare to approach her.
In fact, until now, I haven't really seen what Wang Zheng looks like. However, there is a literary performance at the end of the second semester of the school every year. I will definitely see Wang Zheng, but I want to pay tribute to this man who has conquered countless girls' hearts What does a drummer look like
A literary performance is a very interesting thing. To be more precise, it is an opportunity for beautiful and handsome men of all grades and classes to compete for beauty.
Lin Lan is in charge of our class's cultural performances. Her talent in this area is beyond admiration. From choreography to costume design, she has tossed out two dances by herself. The funniest thing is that for the first dance, she could borrow ready-made costumes, but for the second Dai dance, she couldn't get ready-made costumes. If she made it to order, no one would have the money. Cornucopia was so anxious that he couldn't do anything. Lin Lan stared at the school's national flag for a long time one day and then had an idea and asked Cornucopia to borrow the school's bunting (every time there is a major event in the school, other than raising the national flag, Bunting flags will also be planted on both sides of the avenue).
Lin Lan wrapped the bunting around each girl's body and fastened it with pins and threads. The upper body was fitted with a small waistcoat she borrowed. Her long hair was combed at an angle, and a red flower was pinned. Seen from a distance, a lively Dai girl.
Lin Lan didn't know what to think, knowing that my cerebellum was underdeveloped, but still invited me to participate in the dance performance. I politely declined, but I was willing to give her a hand. I like to watch them dance, a group of young girls dancing gracefully, very graceful and beautiful.
After class, I helped Lin Lan pull all the tables and chairs forward to make room for them to practice dancing. While they were practicing, I sat on the podium and helped them stare outside, so that no one else in the class would peek.
(2) Xiaofei participated in the class's theatrical performance. I don't know what to perform. This is a highly secret of each class. I didn't plan to be a traitor, and Xiaofei didn't plan to be a traitor either, so we were all busy. .
After the hard work of most of the semester, the beauties finally came to a cultural performance where they could compete with each other. Because the two dances in our class were performed by the same group, the time for putting on and changing clothes was very tight, so I was responsible for helping the beauties carry their coats and make-up boxes. Typical maid character.
The order of the performances was decided by lottery. The first dance of our class was at the very front, and the second dance was in a good position. However, the dance performed by Xiao Fei was even worse. It turned out to be the first one to appear.