She, a classmate with lower limbs disability, has a bad wrist, but she faces difficulties bravely. She has a pair of bright eyes, which seem to be able to see everyone's worries, and the most obvious smile on her face is the wild chrysanthemum smile.
In April this year, the class will hold a recitation contest, and props such as fans will be used. Just when I wanted to say "what should she do", she said, "I want to participate, too, can I?" Maybe because her words were magical, or something, we let her in. At this moment, she showed a smile, which was more beautiful than wild chrysanthemums.
during this training period, she has been working very hard. She often starts to do it by herself after training, holding two fans in each hand. At the same time, the fan in her left hand swings upward, and the fan in her right hand is still reading the poem she has learned. She can't help humming the tune of the poem. "I awake light-hearted this morning of spring …"
When she was practicing, many students were watching around. When he finished practicing, the students standing next to her applauded her. At this time, his mouth slightly tilted, and the smile was sweeter than wild chrysanthemums.
On that day, everyone will have a showdown on the field.
"5, years of Chinese culture has a long history, and 5, years of human wisdom is brilliant ..." We entered the competition with the passionate sound of reading, and she performed very well in this competition. After the game, I saw his beautiful smile again, which was more simple and delicate than wild chrysanthemums.
that's Wang Xiaofei.
Is it the beauty of the smile, the magic of itself, the sweetness of the smile, or her sweet face? In short, I have firmly remembered her smile in my heart.