Snow, as light as smoke, as white as silver, fluttering and fluttering, splashed
from the sky. The students rushed out of the door together, enjoying the snow.
Only I was sitting in the classroom by myself, staring blankly at the snow, the
expression became more anxious. The Chinese teacher stepped on the bell and
appeared at the door of the classroom. The laughter and joy stopped abruptly.
Today, the Chinese teacher seems to be very angry. He holds a stack of test
papers in his hand, as if something big happened. "This time the unit test
classmates were very unsatisfactory, and some good students' grades also dropped
sharply, especially ..." The teacher turned his eyes to me, I quickly lowered my
head, opened the language, pretended to read the test paper Down, the bright
number "84" appeared in front of me, my face flushed. Although I tried to cover
it with my hands, the students around me still saw my score. They all talked
about it, and from time to time they gave a repressed
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This is almost humiliating laughter, my heart is very sad, and I regret it.
After analyzing the test paper, the teacher asked all the classmates to take it
home for signature. "No!" I shouted in my heart, but how dare I go against the
teacher's will. My heart is a little messy, something is messing up in my heart
like that. In the end, tell my parents or make my own claims? I have a balance
in my heart, with two choices on both ends, and the two ends of the balance will
suddenly rise and fall, and will not weigh. At night, Daxue was still
unscrupulous. I never talked about it with my parents. The next day, I signed my
dad's name on the test paper
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can really be fake. The first lesson after I handed in the test paper, the
Chinese teacher walked into the classroom on time again. This time, the Chinese
teacher swept the class with calm and dignified eyes. When passing by me, I
quickly jumped my eyes in shock, not looking at the teacher, but when I closed
my eyes again, I found that the teacher's eyes were still on his face. Under the
light of that eye, I seemed to become a transparent body. My heart is pounding.
After class, the teacher asked me to go to the office. I felt that my legs were
a little soft. I regretted it. I patronized the test paper and signed it. I
forgot that the teacher's eyes can see everything. "What did your parents say
after reading this score?" The teacher asked casually while correcting his
homework. "No ... it's nothing." I twitched a little. "Really? How do I think
the signature on the test paper is like yours! I understand that the first time
you get this test, the teacher doesn't blame you, forgive you, but if you fake
the signature, you are wrong, you are willing to admit Wrong? "The teacher asked
earnestly. At this time, my eyes felt wet, two teardrops fell, and gradually
became a cry. The teacher saw it, didn't speak, but hugged me tightly. I looked
out the window, the snow had stopped, and a bright, white sun shining across the
earth shone on me
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heart gradually calmed down.
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