Section Three.

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Ning, sometimes I am very grateful to you because you have given me something to look forward to. I always look forward to seeing you again and being able to tell you in person that I like you. Also, because of you, my compositions have been getting better and better. My Chinese teacher likes my compositions very much and always reads them to the class. Nobody knows why I can write such long and good compositions. Actually, it's because of you. Whenever I think of you, it seems like I have a lot of things I want to say. I can't say them out loud, so I write them down with a pen. My Chinese teacher likes my compositions very much and always reads them to the class. Nobody knows why I can write such long and good compositions. Actually, it's because of you. Whenever I think of you, it seems like I have a lot of things I want to say. I can't say them out loud, so I write them down with a pen.

Tang Ling, you should also leave!

Mom asked me what's wrong.

After waiting for a long time until school was over, I hurried to find Zhao Xiaohui and went home with her. On the way, I continued to ask her about her and her boyfriend's affairs.

I always think of the things I did with Xu Ran recently, remembering our old classroom, desks, and chairs, and the door that was smashed open by Yu Xiao. There were always fallen leaves in our campus, which I used to find annoying because the teachers would say we didn't clean them up properly. But now, even those fallen leaves are nostalgic. Sometimes, I even think of Shizi and Dahao, those dirty and clumsy guys. There were always fallen leaves in our campus, which I used to find annoying because the teachers would say we didn't clean them up properly. But now, even those fallen leaves are nostalgic. Sometimes, I even think of Shizi and Dahao, those dirty and clumsy guys. I used to dislike them so much, feeling disgusted when I saw their clothes covered in mud and their endless runny noses. But now, sometimes I think of them, and when I think of them, I find their trombones cute. Shizi, Dahao, who came up with these trombone names? I can't remember. And when I think of them, I find their trombones cute. Shizi, Dahao, who came up with these trombone names? I can't remember.

I suddenly felt sad while listening to the music coming out of the music box. It was only at this moment that I realized I was a little reluctant to part with Yu Xiao, just like how Ning was reluctant to leave back then.

I don't care! I want to take the exam and go to the city by myself! I'm not stupid. When I enter the school in the city with such a high score, no one is allowed to look down on me! Tang Ling raised his head high and picked the seeds off the foxtail grass one by one.

This is the first time I have felt lonely since I was young, and it is also the first time I have mentioned loneliness.

One day, during the break, someone told me that someone was looking for me.

Zhao Xiaohui held my hand and sat by the garden, as if we had never had any grievances. Mysteriously, she talked about her boyfriend.

However, that evening, I ate my meal bite by bite, feeling gloomy.

Who is Cai Xuanning? I asked in confusion.

Until the bell for class rang, my heart was still beating heavily, as if she had also gotten a boyfriend.

However, I never thought about giving it to Yu Xiao.

However, what is loneliness? For me, it is simply not having someone to talk to, to read with, and to play with. But for my twelve-year-old self, this is precisely an important matter.

Ning, sometimes I feel like my life will be lonely. You left, Yu Xiao left, and Xu Ran also left. You always have to leave, leaving me alone here. However, even if I am lonely, I still have to live well because I still have my studies. I must study hard and get excellent grades to go to the city in the future. Besides, I have figured it out, whose life is not lonely? It's just like in the end, we all have to die alone. I must study hard and get excellent grades to go to the city in the future. Besides, I have figured it out, whose life is not lonely? It's just like in the end, we all have to die alone.

Looks very good, and also quite clean.

Zhao Xiaohui's face was just rosy, but my face turned bright red, and I looked at Zhao Xiaohui in amazement, daringly asking, "You said you have a boyfriend? Who is it?"

Don't you also like him? I was seen through and felt very unhappy.

My mother's voice mixed with the spicy smell of stir-fried peppers wafted out of the kitchen, making me cough uncontrollably.

Have you noticed? I can now write you a 1000-character letter. Therefore, when our Chinese teacher asks us to write a 1000-character essay, I am not worried at all.

It was so pungent, I looked at it from inside my house. After saying that, I carefully carried the music box into the house.

I used to like him, but not anymore. Because I have a boyfriend now, and I really like him. So, don't be mad at me. We are not rivals anymore. Zhao Xiaohui blushed when she mentioned the word "boyfriend".

I lifted my head from behind the bowl and asked nervously, "Mom, can I transfer to the school in the city?"

At the beginning, the lonely life of a middle school student made my letter to you very long.

It's Ning, you call him Ning. I know you like him.

Later on, I never mentioned transferring schools again.

How did he know that he was your boyfriend? Does that mean you are dating?

You don't know, we are from the same class.

Do you like it so much? You can buy it yourself! Why wait until your birthday?

I am shaking a piece of dogtail grass in my hand, rubbing my feet back and forth on the ground, and saying, "Should we also go to the city? This way, you can see Yu Xiao."

By the way, our Chinese teacher is very interesting. He is a male teacher in his forties, small in stature, with big glasses, and walks like he's dancing, very rhythmic. He likes to use chalk to write beautiful and neat characters on the blackboard, then admire them himself, and then ask us to admire them. Actually, his handwriting is just average.

When Zhao Xiaohui introduced him to me, she said, "He is the top student in our class! His chalk handwriting is also very beautiful. The teacher calls on him to answer questions every class, and he always gets them right! He's really amazing!"