Those things in Grade Three _3000 words

First, he walked from that building to this building without falling.

Ajie is in a state of love. Every night, he tramples on the campus land with his girlfriend, and when he comes back, he boasts that he has a new understanding of love.

One day, after listening to Ajie's new feeling, Inging suddenly had a brainwave and pointed to the old ghost downstairs and said a classic sentence. He walked from that building to this building without falling. After lying in bed, I fell asleep and I woke you up. It seems that I have to prepare a coffin for him. When we were about to wake him up by punching and kicking, Ajie reminded us to stop screaming. Have you forgotten that his family raises pigs?

So, we began to study A Ying's "last words". He walked from that building to this building without falling. When we haven't reached the knowledge of * * *, Yan Laogui swept the dim light of the flashlight on the faces of the seven of us, and then the seven of us stood proudly in the corridor in briefs, listening to Yan Laogui's mouth-watering speech. I don't know how many times the lights in the corridor were shocked by Yan Laogui's treble, and we shrugged our heads and waited for his final order.

At this moment, if we snuggle together, we will be very happy; At this moment, if we put it on the bed, it will be warm.

Ingrid opened the door at the end of Yan Laogui's speech and walked out of the dormitory. In desperation, he saw us standing in a row against the wall in briefs, stunned for a moment, and automatically ignored Yan Laogui. He opened his mouth and shouted, Are you seven going to the toilet without toilet paper? What position do you represent? Go to my closet and get it. In the middle of the night, are you going to * * female the ghost dressed like this?

As a result, I was dragged to the wall by the old ghost Yan just after two steps. Of course, we listened to the speech for more than half an hour.

The content of the speech can be divided into two parts. The first part is to educate us not to gossip at night, and the second part is to correct our unhealthy thoughts.

Second, through the window, the beauty in your eyes is the dinosaur in our eyes.

Every day when I go back to my dormitory, I climb to the windowsill to see the women coming and going below. In order to attract the attention of the opposite sex, I did good deeds like Lei Feng, stepped on the balcony outside to help others pick up clothes, and then those guys who thanked me locked me out of the window. I started screaming like a cat, and they wouldn't let me in because of this. As a result, I began to say something shameful to the opposite girl's dormitory, but it can't be called swearing. Hushubao Granule, which doesn't hurt, is very relaxed every month. Those proud guys dodged, and I got what I wanted.

Later, I fell in love with a girl, so I stood by the window wearing other people's glasses and waited for her to appear in another window. I didn't expect those girls to be very ladies, and their eyes were exposed to steam in the sunshine of blue curtains. Seeing that I was so worthless, Ying cried, Tiger, facing the window, is a stone in your eyes, and dinosaurs are in our eyes.

I gave her a white look. I didn't expect you to know anything about dinosaurs. I thought you only knew pigs.

Yingying turned to the cupboard and began to rummage around. I was curious and asked him, what are you looking for? His eyes are full of murderous look. I'm looking for my pig knife. I really want to kill pigs now.

I felt numb in my scalp, but fortunately I didn't pull my hair, otherwise I would be bald, retreat to a safer bed and start to refute. Then take your time looking for it. Let me know when you find it, and I'll go to your house to help you catch pigs.

Ying hey hey smiled, ok, ok, I'll betrothed her to you when you catch her. It is better to marry a pig than a dinosaur, and you and I will be married from now on.

I despise, despise him, in-laws? ! So you are a pig, too.

Then, I was trampled by a pig.

Three, you shameless, go and bump your head into the toilet.

My new deskmate cries hungry in every class and takes out a lot of snacks after class. Under his influence, I feel hungry when I have nothing to do.

From then on, the first thing I did when I returned to my dormitory was to look at the girls by the window, and the second thing was to rummage through the cupboard for food.

In other words, A Sheng came home sick and left a lot of delicious food in the cupboard. I started eating his food with the idea of not letting it go bad. In those two days, the frequency of my going to the toilet increased greatly.

A Sheng came during our lunch break. He kicked me up soon after I lay down. I didn't know who it was, so I dragged Ying, and someone tried to hit me. Get up and help me.

Asheng, who has rested for two days, is full of energy. He wouldn't let me go easily, holding my nose. Twenty seconds later, my whole body cells entered a state of hypoxia and began to maintain life activities with a small amount of oxygen produced by anaerobic respiration. I suddenly sat up and began to take off my clothes, and then showed off my * * * in a strange tone. Brother Sheng, this is my youngest daughter's first time. You should be nice to others. At the same time, I blinked and twisted my body, and a pair of * * * was vividly interpreted by me.

You shameless bastard, go and knock your head into the toilet.

It seems that I really have the talent to be an actor, but it should be more appropriate to say that I have the talent to be a fake mother. Sheng, who has a normal mind, can't accept my crazy talk, and he won't mention his food to me, a psychopath.

It's just that I don't quite understand why he wants me to bump my head into the toilet.

Such bad words in literature and art have been updated again and again by rebellious children in adolescence, and they have been updated to the original beginning. We are all underage children.

Four, the atomic bomb hit you in the face, you didn't feel it.

A Chao likes listening to music very much, but what we can't stand is that he always hums and turns off the lights and can't find his way.

Zheng Jie is crazy about chasing girls. After the madness, the most obvious thing is that the grades have plummeted. Focusing on the overall situation, he will soon abandon the girls and devote himself to the research of "better for the motherland" As a result, A Chao, who was humming a song, and Zheng Jie, who was burning the midnight oil, had a verbal conflict.

Under the guise of freedom and equality, Chao focused on freedom and equality with the great law in political books, saying that Zheng Jiezhi's refusal to let himself hum was an infringement of his freedom, and Zheng Jiezhi banned him from humming with an order and password. As a student, he also seriously reflected on inequality.

Not to be outdone, Zheng Jie immediately retorted that you were humming noise, which seriously affected my healthy development of body and mind. You are destroying the flowers of the motherland.

When you can't beat each other in theory, you use vicious attacks to safeguard your own interests. Jie Zheng, your baby didn't * * *, squatting in the pit until his leg cramped, accidentally fell down and came out covered in caterpillars.

Zheng Jie was so angry that his eyes glowed, he opened his mouth several times and finally yelled out. Where can I compare with you? Sanitary napkins hung with * * * are still running around the campus, which is more embarrassing than Alfred. If the atomic bomb hits him in the face, he still feels numb, but if it hits you in the face, you won't feel it. You can go to the army. The country needs talents like you.

Chao is surprisingly calm about this sentence. After half a day, she poked her head out of the bed and took a deep breath. I finally finished commenting on her new conversation.

Fifth, the coming parting adds a scar to humorous words.

The countdown to the college entrance examination quickly jumped to the end of zero. 12 years of academic career may come to an end with several test papers put away by the invigilator, and bid farewell to the era of students and minors. At first, I swaggered into the school gate with hope, and soon I will walk out of the school gate dejectedly. This school, which we call "murderous personality", still stands today. In September, a group of students will spend another three years here.

The coming parting adds a scar to the humorous words. We cherish this hard-won friendship and fate, but we can't escape the footsteps of time. On the way forward, we sometimes stop and look back at the road we have traveled. Countless intersections have given us different directions. It turns out that under the lonely appearance, there are always scars that others can't see, and these scars are deeply hidden in happy memories.

Finally, we are no longer the masters of life. We may be taken away by time at any time. The happiness we have been pursuing has always been hidden in the encounters about the past, and those encounters have been incomplete and can't find the original integrity, so somewhere in the chest is fragmented by sparse tears.

Think of parting in June three years ago. No one said goodbye, no one shed tears for whom to leave, and no one wrote a farewell article because he was leaving. The memory of junior high school has been gently forgotten. The QQ group in the class has been quiet for three years, like a very good and obedient child, always sitting in the corner and studying hard, or more accurately, silently sad. That class is just a hollow name in memory.

People always have memories at some time, and there are always times when they want to reach out and grab them. However, everything is just a game arranged by God, from birth to death, from joy to sorrow, from laughing to crying, from walking to stopping. Open your eyes, let us see the world clearly, and see these friends who have accompanied us.

The coming parting has added a scar to the humorous words and some tears to the scarred words. We are about to be separated because of the end of the college entrance examination.

Goodbye, my roommate.

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Third grade: boss