Subject matter is not limited, narrative, poetry, prose.
Liu Lele bit the nib of his pen. What's this problem? This time, the score of Chinese composition is quite high. In the past, it was 20 points, but this time, it was 30 points for the subject.
Fish and lotus?
How does she write? She likes to eat fish, especially sweet and sour fish pieces. As long as the fish doesn't have thorns, she also likes to eat lotus vegetables. The European body is very delicious. That is, her mother often fry black. Unlike the one sold by others, it's white and clean. Her mother said, don't eat that kind of too white. It's poisonous.
Is it really poisonous? Why don't you write that lotus is poisonous?
But for such a thing without scientific basis, she was afraid that the teacher would beat her.
What do you want to write, what kind of fish is delicious, what kind of fishbone looks like, and what if the fishbone gets stuck in your throat?
What can she do? How does she know what to do?
Forget it, first do the front. As a result, she answered several questions in front. Suddenly, Liu Lele remembered that Liu Liang had told her a story. At that time, she felt that the story was really good, sad and beautiful. The beauty was very heartbreaking.
Or write this. Doesn't she want to write another ending?
Well, that's it.
Liu Lele doesn't want to do the previous ones now. First, she writes the composition. The composition needs 30 points. She writes slowly. The composition is the most serious problem for her to delay the problem.
As long as the composition is written, there is no worry about the rest.
She bit her teeth and wrote a few words on it.
I am a green lotus in front of the Buddha.
I am a green lotus in front of the Buddha. I quietly look at the world, day after day, watching so many people reincarnate again and again, repeating the stories of previous lives. I don't understand why they don't want to give up the world of mortals when the opportunity is in front of them.
Liu Lele wrote word by word. She used to feel like squeezing toothpaste. Now she is full of words and thoughts.
Even her hands are faster than her mind thinks.
Until she stopped writing, she found that she had finished half a volume, and was moved to tears.
She wiped her tears with her hand. Really, she cried because she was moved.
The invigilator on one side, seeing Liu Lele wiping tears from time to time, didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Poor baby, you can cry in exams. How much do you love learning?
Why don't you let her copy some?
Invigilator teachers are a little impatient.
There is another teacher here. Even if she intends to release water, it is impossible.
In the examination room next door, Liu Liang finished answering all the questions in front of her. Her eyes stopped on the final composition question. She couldn't help but sip her lips. She didn't know who made it. It can be said that it was such a question. The limitations are very small. It depends on what she wants to write. How much can the teacher give?
She took the pen and dropped a line of words on the paper.
There is a fish in Beiming, which is called Kun. Kun is so big that I don't know its thousands of miles; It turns into a bird and its name is Peng. Peng's back, I do not know its thousands of miles; Fly in anger, and its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky
The final exam lasted two days, and the school was over in the afternoon of the next day. They will get results in a week. Of course, they also have to take the final vacation. If they spend less than one month, they will have the new year. Whether they can have a good year depends on whether they have a year of laughter or a year of beating and beating after the results come out.
"Liu Liang, do you have any plans for your holiday?"
Liu Lele is also light after the exam. No matter whether she did well or not, she is not finished now. She is such a good person. She will never tangle with these things. For example, when others finished the exam, she will be angry because of the right or wrong of a question, but she didn't. she ate and played as she did.
Anyway, I'm happy now. Even if I get beaten tomorrow, it's all tomorrow's business.
Liu Liang looked back. "What are you going to do?"
"It's a holiday."
"Holiday?"
Liu Liang never knows what else she can plan for the holiday? At this time in her last life, she was already in the Xu family. In the Xu family, she had no holidays. She had endless things to do every day, endless dishes and clothes to wash, and even no time for herself. What else could she plan to do?
"Yes, it's a holiday." Liu Lele put his hand on Liu Liang's shoulder. "I'm going to travel. Do you want to go together?"
Liu Liang stretched out a finger and poked Liu Lele's forehead.
"Liu Lele, finish the papers I gave you."
Liu Lele's mouth twitched. She couldn't finish the winter vacation. There were three copies of those papers. Now she hasn't finished half of them. Those papers are boring and boring. She wants to sleep every time she sees them.
If she does, she won't want to go anywhere this winter vacation.
Liu Liang didn't say anything more with Liu Lele. She picked up her schoolbag and left. This winter vacation is too important for her, especially in the coming days of the new year, which is the best time to sell cloth flowers.
Maybe this is the time when she makes the most money in a year.
As for Liu Lele, playing is nature, but when to play and when not to play? In my heart, I want to know that if I don't have that consciousness, don't blame her.
Liu Lele went home listlessly with his schoolbag.
Seeing Liu Lele's dead appearance, mother Liu guessed that she didn't do well in the exam. She was worried, but there was no way. Alas, the child's brain was not enough, which really can't blame her.
Liu Lele took out those papers from the middle of her schoolbag and really wanted to throw them into the dustbin, but in the end, she didn't throw them. She lay on the table and began to work on the problem.
She knows something about Liu Liang's temper. If she really goes to play and doesn't do these papers, she may have no food to eat next semester. She's used to delicacies. She can't eat those steamed buns and pickles.
The food in the small restaurant outside the school may not be as delicious as steamed bread and pickles.
She is thinking about what Liu Liang is doing now. Needless to say, she is also brushing questions.
At this time, Liu Lele is brushing questions in her eyes. Liu Liang, who is also a studious classmate, is sitting at the table. There are many piles of neatly folded cloth on the table, and beside her, there is a bamboo basket. Inside the bamboo basket, there are all made cloth flowers, mostly red and pink.
The door outside opened. Zhou Lanping put down his bag, pulled a chair and sat down.
"I've agreed with your aunt Qin to let her help us get more red cloth heads. She said it was going to be the new year. Now the factory was preparing to make a large number of red cloth. She said that the cloth heads would come out in about three days."