If the topic is thunder, I intend to be a mosquito and die in my hands. If my heart wants it, it will be a thousand or a hundred, so I will die. Bow your head and do it, and your whole body will become stronger (stiff). He also left a note in his trouser pocket, copied it into a roll, and asked the teacher to fly at me, as fierce as an evil ghost, which made him happy.
I often sit in front of my deskmate's paper, and many people block the teacher's sight and stretch their necks to make it flush with the paper. Take copying as the spirit, copying right as the god, taking pleasure in not being discovered, taking being discovered as misfortune, wandering among them, and feeling at ease.
Once, I was very excited when I saw my classmates doing exercises. Suddenly, there was a monster who pulled out the mountain and fell down the tree to build a teacher. When I stretched out my hand, the paper turned to zero. I was young and lost in thought, but I was surprised. I was whipped dozens of times by my parents when I went home, and I went out in despair.