Remember those unforgettable eyes in the spring of 1995?

I don't know how my fourth aunt deals with the teacher. I only remember that the teacher said that my grades were the worst in their school, and most of the first-year students got full marks in this kind of test paper (no wonder the education level in rural areas was much worse than that in cities), so he suggested that I stay in the first grade, that is, from the first grade in rural areas to the preschool class in Luohe City.

The story begins.

To tell the truth, when I was in the preschool class of the big class, most of my memories were vague. The only thing I won't forget is those clear eyes.

Big preschool, which class I forgot. I only remember the first day of the report that the teacher told the children to be quiet and said that there was a new classmate in our class. At that time, my name was lusa (it's a long story, but my father likes music very much. When I was born, he spent a lot of money on radios and tapes. After I was born, when I was named, I found beautiful words on the tape and combined them into a foreign name: lusa. Later, because my grandparents couldn't name them, they gave them a simple name, and later they went to Hukouben. But until now, my parents, grandparents and other relatives still call me lusa. I generously introduced it to my friends. At that time, I was a little proud and lonely, because suddenly such a strange environment, such a strange classmate, and even always felt that others felt strange about themselves. Also, I have read most of their textbooks, although there are many fresh courses, such as English at that time and painting, which are all fresh.