Problem-based satirical composition

The irony of human nature enveloped the whole summer.

I feel particularly cold today, a refreshing cold.

In the morning, before the sun covered the windowsill, I jumped out of bed happily (you know, I played all night until three o'clock at night) and got rid of all the fatigue wrapped around my eyelids. I went to the battlefield with a basketball in my arms. The sun has just appeared, and there is still a chill in the face when the wind hits in the morning. When I arrived at the original primary school, a faint warmth immediately came to my mind. However, this feeling lasted less than 1 second and then disappeared. I was thrown a sentence by the old man in the guard room: "Students are not allowed to enter unless they belong to our school." Then, the iron gate slammed shut. The shocked air bounced on my face for a long time ... There was a heat flow in my heart, "I used to be a student here" and swallowed it back into my heart. Does it matter? No, at least for them, we are not important. We're just tools in your vanity fair. Of course we can throw them away after use, right? My respected school leaders! My "lovely" alma mater actually takes an evasive attitude towards returned students. The locked door can't stop the curse of "Shen Xin" in my heart. It will be branded forever. ...

After waiting for nearly three hours, the staff finally collected all the money, and they finally got two dozen taels, which was exciting. "Didi, Didi, Didi" An ambulance finally squeezed a passage in the dense sea of cars. "Why didn't the other two people come? Were you lying in that ambulance just now? " Lao Wei's jokes are really funny, but I really can't laugh. Maybe it was the chilling scene just now. The number you dialed is not answered for the time being. Please dial the same number countless times later, and the phone always repeats coldly ... I have made countless excuses that "they may have something to come ...", but the facts are eloquent. In the end, I was convinced by most people's opinions: I just went back on my word.

Next to the shop.

There are only four of us shuttling in the street, and the bustling pedestrians don't bother us to talk about the earth. Suddenly, Lao Wei braked and stopped. "What's the matter? It's indigestion that urgently needs to go to the toilet ... ""No! Look! Teacher Tan! Our original math teacher! " He is right, but ... "Let's run! There must have been no survivors when Mr. Tan saw us ... ""Okay, okay, after all, the teacher has taught us for so long. Although the teaching method is a bit extreme, it is usually good. Let's go! Go up and say hello! " I said quietly. Everyone tried their best to finally find Mr. Tan ... "Hello, Teacher Tan!" Everyone's voice can be described as resounding around the world (at least on both sides of the road), but it can be exchanged for ... "Oh! What are you, Don? " Teacher Tan patted me with a smile and said, "Then what's next to you …" As for some miscellaneous "flattery" she later said, I don't mind listening any more. What are you still listening to? Our beloved teacher has forgotten us! No one can read my mind. I'm embarrassed to ruin everyone's mood when I see Teacher Tan smirking ... Forget it! "I'm better than you! She remembers my last name is Tang, and she doesn't remember your last name. Haha, this is popularity! " ..... so to speak, but all kinds of hesitation are buried in my heart. ...

On the bus.

I'm still fiddling with my mobile phone, hoping they can find out with their conscience. However, at this moment ... "Hey, look, an old man next to me won't give up his seat ..." said a bloated middle-aged woman sitting behind me. I just jumped out of the phone number and threw my head back. There was an old woman ... I was silent for a while, got up and let the newly-born goat out. "Grandma, you! The old man asked you to sit down, but you still didn't. How ungrateful? " It's that middle-aged woman again. I lowered my head, tried my best to suppress my anger and squeezed out a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, I am tired of sitting." "Today's young people ... just don't have our qualities! Even give up your seat ... ""Hum, you are the representative of China people, sit comfortably by yourself, and then be a good person and tell me to give up? What an insult to the representative of Chinese virtue! " The volcano erupted. "You ..." The middle-aged woman stared at me and saw that the situation was stiff. "Stop arguing, please give this old lady a face ..." I realized my gaffe and immediately lowered my head, but the sparrow behind me was still chirping: "How can young people do this now?" I knew it ... "I plugged in my headphones." There are so many helpless words, but I can't say clearly. "Finally, I got off the bus and my tired heart was finally liberated." Grandma, and ... "I immediately whispered to the middle-aged woman with cold eyes:" You should take care of yourself, too. Besides, going to preschool is good for you. Bye-bye！ "

Get off.

The bus began to drive faster and faster, so that the words shouted by middle-aged women at the window were rubbed off by the surrounding air.

My classmates are complaining about China society because of my injustice, but I feel very comfortable. They didn't seem to hear my concluding remarks, or I would have been scolded.

The sky is still a cloud, a few sparse antennas monopolize the whole sky, and the world presents an ironic white tone. At the moment, the wind is shaking the leaves, but the rustling of the leaves occupies my mind. ...