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An answer that even the smallest score comes, but ......
The other is Yang Junjun, who has the best grades in the class, and at this moment, she has already answered all the questions on the test paper. This test paper seems to be a little too easy for her. She glanced at her watch and knew that it was still twenty minutes before the rewinding time.
So, she looked at this classmate boredly and looked at that classmate. Suddenly, Yang Junjun's triumphant gaze stopped on Lan Lan's body, and she admired it.
looked at Lan Lan as if he was a junior in the class, and his brain was not smart. This feeling reminded Junjun of ......
A few days ago, in order to make the students more confident in getting an ideal score, the math teacher specially copied many difficult problems on the blackboard. When the teacher tiredly stretched out his chalk-stained and sweat-soaked hands to wash, he was hairy.
Now there was no water in the sink, and the towel was left alone in the cold. The teacher couldn't help but ask, "Who is on duty today?" How not to fetch water? ”
Duty? Draw water? Oh! For this review, exam, review, and exam, students can no longer spare time, and they don't want to bother with these "idle things". But Yang Junjun knew it very well in his heart. Today was her own duty, and she looked at the blackboard.
The dense practice questions, glanced at the washbasin again, and really hesitated for a while: copy the practice questions, or waste time to fetch water?
Just when Yang Junjun couldn't make up his mind, Lan Lan had already put down the pen, walked over silently, held the wash basin in both hands, and walked out of the door to ......
Yang Junjun came back to his senses, and silently looked at this errand student, Lan Lanshi, and his heart slammed.
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Winter is a ruthless killer who kills many cute little creatures. He made the flowers wither, the grass withered, the fallen leaves withered, you see, the leaves of the aspen fell all overnight, and from a distance, it seemed to be a golden wave up and down, you listen, the sound of the flowers sighing in the wind, the words of the grass crying under the moon, how helpless and sad it is. The birds heard their sighs and cries.
Hiding in the south, where there is no winter.
But winter is a gentle girl, she rubs the morning sun, and the earth with a white veil, and behold, the rising sun rises from behind the trees in the blue sky like a drunkard's face. Its brilliance illuminates the earth and brings a touch of warmth to the people. The country roads were covered with hoarfrost and rattled under people's feet.
Winter is an old man with a wind and candle, he staggered, experienced the cang, suffered from the wind and snow, but he still did not change his love for nature, you see, the wintering wheat seedlings, is the quilt he covered, under the tree where the leaves have fallen, it is the winter fertilizer that he insists on cultivating, the field where pests are raging, it is the insecticide he applied, he makes the green pine more green, the winter plum is more fragrant, the sky is higher, and the earth is farther. People are stronger, he dedicates his best things to the world, for himself, without the slightest reservation, when the pace of spring is gradually approaching, he is so resolute to leave, hope and wishes for the new year.
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1.There are flowers in spring, there is a moon in autumn, there is a cool breeze in summer, and there is snow in winter.
2.The north wind swept the ground and the grass folded, and the snow flew in August.
3.Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom.
4.In the past, I went back, and the willows followed.
Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.
5.Living deep in the city, spring goes to summer and is still clear.
6.The remnant clouds harvest the summer heat, and the new rain brings the autumn lan.
7.Even the rain does not know the spring, and the summer is deep when it is sunny.
8.Fang Feixie has no need to hate, Xia Mu Yang and Yin are lovely.
9.Untie the three autumn leaves, and can bloom February flowers.
10.The autumn moon is bright and bright, and the Dongling is beautiful and pine.
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