Pupils writing I am a “genius”

Pupils writing “To be useful, laughing heap heaven and earth can be the enemy,” I was born a genius …….
Wow, who is so mad, his own called “genius”? Well, of course, it is our class Zhoumiao Miao, and the self-proclaimed genius Zhoumiao Miao in our class is really famous yet.
Zhoumiao Miao, medium height, small eyes, a “crocodile fish mouth” smile up to reveal two rows of jagged teeth. First to see him have such a feeling: Zhoumiao Miao ancestors must be apes.
I remember a basketball game. Zhoumiao Miao went to great lengths to grab the ball. He dropped into the basket. Doomsday children around the girls stare small holes punched all surprised. You know, but scoring chances Zhoumiao Miao thousandth of it! Look Zhoumiao Miao, he narrowed his eyes a pair is not that big, god “trout fish mouth” laughed happily, excitedly waving his fists beating his chest, like a “Tarzan.” Onlookers said disapprovingly but is blind cat encountered a dead rat, to see his gentile carried away.
In case God for mercy so that he scored again, he will be able to heaven it! “Zhoumiao Miao hear dismissively said:” This is jealous genius performance. The ball is just a manifestation of the true level of genius, how is it coincidence? Well, is always shining gold, a genius is always genius.
Why ask Zhoumiao Miao collectively own genius, the reason is very simple: cartoon “Slam Dunk” He saw a lot all day, self-proclaimed genius Yingmuhuadao school. But he and Yingmuhuadao same: flashy, would only say, hard to do.
One time after school, and in the self-proclaimed genius 周苗苗 girls around rallied together to attack: “genius genius, born fool.” “Self-proclaimed genius who fool the majority” Zhoumiao Miao jerked back, staring at the group of girls. and oblique eyes, turned away. Pretty girls face to face, they are a very surprised look. Then he laughed Zhoumiao Miao looked back at the group of girls who ridicule their own, arrogantly said: “!! The big villain genius and you do not care about these good men do not fight with women.”
“I was a genius, I was a genius, because I was a genius ……”
Alas, my ears it sounded Zhoumiao Miao said that the self-proclaimed genius sound ……

Pupils writing We have brains sister

I have a four year old sister, her naughty by nature, smart and lovely, full of childlike.
One day at noon, my sister sat on the bed to play. She cocked his head, his right hand holding a small red plastic tube, flashing a pair of piercing eyes, playfully told me :: ‘sister, of us with this pipe blowing, than anyone else air force, okay? ”
“Well, now blow!” Carter, the two of us on each of his mouth a thin tube, while blowing up. I make all the stops, not her opponents. I steal a look, I saw her in tightly sipping chuckle, red lips, my disdain, as saying: “! But you blow me”
Is there such a big sister, air force? I do not believe so, I am even more hard to blow up. Biede I got angry, mouth blew pain, and my sister does not prevent forced out of little hands on my drum wandering round the cheek pinch, “Puchi” and smiled. At this time, I found my sister over there a few deep teeth marks on the head tube. Suddenly realized: She was killed by the tube it! I asked my sister to playing.
I spit tube, smiles tenderly ready to teach her. Sister a sideways, slips out of bed, Lueqi curtain, quickly went to the outhouse to go. “Boom” sister hit the mother who was doing lunch. Mom pretended to be angry and said: “? How is it you little daredevil, like a stone, like rattling around and if a kid not let you down this child can not be pressed into patties.!” Laughed her sister bent over, with the index finger me, intermittently, said: “Her sister is …… …… ‘stone man’ it!” Then, she stumbled out the door to the smile.Pupils writing

my teacher

Dead of night, the silence, I am full of melancholy to watch in the window. Intermittent drizzle outside, the sky dark and lifeless, gray, worldly things are lingering in the quiet of the night.
Deep night, so I have mixed feelings, I can not help but turn on the set, looking at the photos on your affable, smiling is so serene, how much fun I was nestled in your bosom! This is your time to lead us to participate in the city’s primary school speech contest shoot pictures, I always treasured treasure, whenever I think of you when I opened it and carefully look, maybe you do not know at this time This mind moment, a girl in deeply miss you.
You are my first-grade math teacher. Remember you always smiling, a stroke to teach us to write Arabic numerals, that sweet voice always resound in our ears; smile and bounce with us. Class each student got your care and concern and attentive care.
Our class a student, father, mother passed away, and she followed her aunt had, when my aunt went out to work, she can only jealously guarding its availability. She often dragging nose, long since seeped black fingernails, his head lice jump. Students are to her at arm’s length. You can often took her to his quarters, to help her face. Nails, also took her on his knees, with a fine-toothed comb to comb her hair over and over again, except lice …… your thin pale face showing a sweet motherly smile. At that time, how I want you to hold me in your arms, taste is Gesha taste.
Finally one day, my wish came true, and how can I hope all this will not happen.
It was a winter morning, I rode just came to the school, an oncoming tractor, is when I know what to do, I felt a sudden heavy pressure any bike to me, what seems to be covering the eyes, dark ground, surrounded by a noise, “Please get out, give way!” you put me tightly hold me in his arms, he kept shouting my name, in that hysterically calling. If also with a choked voice. I was groggy, as if lying on her mother warm embrace. Confused, I feel your breath coming faster and faster, more pace to run heavy
When I opened my eyes, he has been lying in a hospital emergency room. You smiled and leaned over to me, I clearly see on your forehead large drops of perspiration positive slide that thin face.
But you, since that later fell ill, where I know that you hold me hastily rush to the hospital when it is done and just dragging advanced gastric cancer chemotherapy frail body, how can I think of that you spared no efforts for us, the stream to make the last drop of sweat, and never left us! However, for just six years old, how could I experience your love, how to love your experience!
Four years later, I have grown up day by day, and today, I finally came to realize that your love, your love, your love and love nurtured us. In our memory, we are leaving for deep thoughts ……

Shy brother

My brother Jiang Bo, people say: when he was voted the wrong tires. A round face, covered with one pair of almond eyes, small nose Below is a Yingtaoxiaokou and spoke with a soft-spoken, look just like a girl phase. But you look down again, it will certainly make you laugh: fat body support TV drama short neck. Little stomach bulging like a pot buckle, little ass too fat to go over the road to Yichanyichan. Has such a body has chosen his brother fell in love with dance, and ballet is beautiful.
You Do not laugh, he danced really good, also participated in the Festival it! Once he gave us his learned dance performances, I saw him kick one pair of fat legs, the body sometimes forward, sometimes backward, sometimes idling, all the people are full of praise for his dancing. The show was over, before and after his brother legs crossed, hands carry a skirt made of action in the side, knees slightly nodded salute Xie dance. This witty brother’s every move, amused everyone convulsed with laughter, laugh.
Brother not only face looks like a girl, love ballet, in life, play girl is his assiduous. One time we played every family, he had volunteered to be “mom.” At first I did not agree, why go to a dignified man loading a woman. But he tells me: “I have to become a mother, you let me know how I can not try it!”
Finally, my brother finally conquered me, got the right mother, he happily took a mother. Also not to mention, he really pretend to like something else – while pouring water, get together while cooking, while they shouted: “! Ye homework, learn well have a beating.”
This is my brother, a feminine little boy.