The next day, David began to adjust his seats. Zhiruo and Haoran reluctantly separated. After that, Haoran's deskmate became a girl who looked very lonely. There was a certain reserve between her brows - or rather, a pair of tangled eyes that almost never blinked, giving people a feeling of indifference. Haoran sat there in fear. After a long time, Haoran carefully asked her name. She remained silent and wrote "Han Ruobing" expressionlessly. Haoran suddenly felt as if he was in a world of ice and snow, and it was freezing to the bone.
"You are Qi Haoran, I know." Han Ruobing began to say lightly. At this moment, a girl jumped up and came to Han Ruobing: "Ruobing, do you know who my deskmate is? He is the study committee member-first place, he is better than you. Hey, what is his name? Wu...Wu Pei...oh, look at my memory, call, call..." Haoran said lightly: "Wu Peilong." Although he looked calm on the outside, he was as excited as the Chinese New Year because of the topic. The girl named Song Xiaoling suddenly pointed at him: "He, he, he, he..." Haoran pretended to curl her lips in disdain again: "Although I am suave and well-known, there is no need for such a big reaction!" Song Xiaoling He whispered to Ruobing: "Yesterday I poured a basin of water outside in the dormitory, and he was the one I splashed on!"
"Ah!" Haoran jumped up like crazy, just now His gentlemanly demeanor was pitifully trampled under his feet.
Haoran felt extremely depressed. He thought that life in junior high school was really difficult. I really wonder how Confucius recited the famous line "The deceased is like a man" and then suddenly recalled that there was no junior high school in the Spring and Autumn Period. If Master Confucius had suffered at the hands of today's exam-oriented education, he would probably have become weak and demented in the suffocating test questions and classes. Then Haoran suddenly thought about the historical examination-oriented education, such as eight-part essay, and found that the root of their sins also came from the thoughts of Confucius, and he began to secretly curse Confucius again.
People today lament that the new generation of students has lost their imagination. However, they do not know that when they see imagination, they are as disgusted as if they saw a poisonous snake. They have aggressively cut off the branches of the small tree of students - -The branches of imagination are cut off, leaving only one branch of "the sun is like a disk" still weakly left there. Then people pointed to the tree and shouted: "What an upright tree!" Then they went home with their axes on their backs with satisfaction. The next day, people pointed to their great achievements with disdain and accused them: "Look at that stupid tree, it doesn't even have any side branches." So the imagination was finally extinct after being wasted time and time again.
Opening the diary, Haoran habitually wrote the sentence "The sun hangs in the sky like a disk", and there was nothing left to say. I wanted to regurgitate this classic sentence again, but found that I was already nauseated when I read it again.
He had no choice but to stretch his head to read the diary of his deskmate. She wrote:
"The broken cold wind finally blew away the bloodless leaves in my heart. The huge world, It was so white that I was at a loss. I was sneaking alone under the darkness of sin..." Haoran looked at it with horror all over his body. He raised his head and looked into the eyes of his deskmate, and those sharp sword-like eyes were also casting a cold light on him.
"This is too pessimistic." Haoran sighed, smiling coldly. Haoran continued: "I believe that no matter how turbid the world is and how intoxicated the world is, we must cheer up and believe that 'there will be times when the wind and waves break, and the clouds and sails will fly across the sea.'" Ruobing thought for a moment, nodded, and praised: "You are truly worthy of being a talented man, and you are so able to quote scriptures when you speak." Haoran smiled proudly and said politely: "Be humble, who called me a child prodigy..." Before he could finish his words, a faint advertisement came from the highway. The sound of the car: "Do you have a mentally ill child in your family? Come to Weikang Psychiatric Treatment Center and give you a healthy child..." Haoran paled after hearing this, staring straight out of the window with dejected eyes.
David walked into the classroom calmly and said with a smile: "Congratulations to our classmate Luo Kai for winning the first prize in the national calligraphy competition!" The eyes of the whole class looked... in all directions Dispersed: "Who is Luo Kai?" It happened that the table in front of Luo Kai turned around, looked at Luo Kai's notebook, and asked: "Oh, Luo... Luo Kai, do you know who Luo Kai is?" The whole class The classmates froze instantly. Haoran looked at the guy carefully, and then suddenly realized: This person is Wang Zhiruo, who talks out of front and back to the store.
Time slipped away without knowing it.
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Third grade: Li Shifan