Today is the day when school starts.
Changing into my school uniform, I realized that after a summer vacation, I had grown much taller. The white shirt was short and small, hooped tightly around my body, and the blue pleated skirt had shortened to my thighs. It was quite embarrassing, and it took me a few times to muster up the courage to walk out of the house.
To the school, met Mo Xiner, Nanke Meng and Liu Yang Huizi, as if a century has not met like, giggling crazy into a ball. Look at them wearing school uniforms look similar to me, the heart suddenly relieved a lot. I was looking around for Mei Xiaoya when Gu Longfei came running into the classroom shouting "great news", and the boys and girls all gathered around.
"What news, tell me!"
Gu Longfei, however, did not say, sitting on the desk, stretched his legs, squinted his eyes, admiring our eagerness, he thought it was quite funny.
"On the count of three, if you don't speak, we'll leave." Nankeemon lengthened his voice, "One - two -"
"I'll speak! I'll speak!" Gu Longfei jumped down from his desk, "Do you guys know that there's a new math teacher?"
This was indeed "big news", but what we were most concerned about was who was going to teach us. Gulongfei said it was Mr. Shu who would teach us.
"Which Mr. Shu?"
"How many more Mr. Shu will there be? It's that Shu Ang who always teaches math to the graduating class!"
"Oh..." Liu Yang Huizi squealed.
"What's your name?" Nan Ke Meng glared at Liu Yang Huizi.
Liu Yang Huizi said quietly, "He's so handsome!"
We all knew that Mr. Shu'ang was handsome, and when we were still in fifth grade, we girls had already paid attention to him, calling him "Handsome" behind our backs, and whispering about whether "Handsome" would come to teach us when we were in the graduating class. I'm not going to be able to do that.
When the boys saw the joy on our faces, they had to say something to discourage us, some said we were philandering, some said we were being disillusioned. Jingdoudou was even more ridiculous when he suddenly popped up in front of us, "Say, do you guys love Mr. Shu or Mr. Luo?"
While this was going on, Ms. Luo, wearing a long floral dress, arrived.
"What are you talking about me?"
"The beauty of their girls, it's boring!" Gu Longfei made a pained look, "Knowing that Ms. Shu is coming to teach us, look how happy they are!"
"Pfft," Mr. Luo laughed. He patted Gu Longfei on the head and said, "Mr. Shu'ang is very good, and I'm sure you'll like him more than the girls in the future."
"Oooooh-"
The boys made strange noises, and were making all sorts of faces.
After the report was registered, the boys and girls went up.
Girls' Diary (II)
Mr. Shuon was really something else.
At the beginning of every semester, as usual, we had to change our seats again. Ms. Luo drove us all to the back, holding a list in her hand, but she didn't read it out right away, as if she was still a little uncertain, looking at the list from time to time, and then looking at us at the back of the classroom.
The back of the classroom was not quiet, the first to go to war was Gu Longfei and Nanke Meng, who were at the same table last semester, a pair of enemies.
"I've been looking forward to this day." Gu Longfei made a raised eyebrow look, he intentionally wanted to be angry with Nan Ke Meng.
Nan Ke Meng was really angry, but she made a happy look of being bitter and happy and said, "Ha, today is really a good day!"
Gu Longfei and Nankemeng started this, and the boys and girls who didn't get along so well last semester were all talking and bickering down there.
"Quiet!" Mr. Luo was ready to read the list of names to be seated.
Not just angry enough, or to regain face, Nan Ke Meng suddenly sprang up, "Mr. Luo, I'm not sharing a table with Gu Long Fei!"
While Mr. Luo didn't react at once, Gu Longfei added, "Mr. Luo, I resolutely demand that I don't want to be at the same table with Nankemeng!"
The classroom was in an uproar.
While this was happening, Mr. Shu'ang walked in. The classroom became silent, and we all looked at Mr. Luo and Mr. Shu in fear, thinking that Nankemeng and Gu Longfei had really overdone it.
Mr. Shu and Mr. Luo whispered a few words, only to see Mr. Luo put away the list in his hand, and then said to us, "I've decided to take Mr. Shu's suggestion, and let you choose your desks voluntarily."
We let out a cheer, really wanting to throw Mr. Shu into the air, and Liu Yang Huizi even made a face at me and whispered in my ear, "Different is different oh!"
Girl's Diary (3)
Today's math class, Mr. Shu sent down the paper for the unit test questions, and I saw that there was no score on the paper, only an "A", and then looked at Maga's paper, which had a "B" on it. I got a fill-in-the-blank question wrong on my paper, and Maga got a fill-in-the-blank question wrong on his paper, and a calculation question wrong on his paper.
Mr. Shu said, "For all future unit test questions, I will not grade them, I will grade them ABCD. a is excellent, b is good, c is passing, d is failing, do you have any comments?"
Of course we don't have a problem with that. Let's say I, for example, got an "A" for excellent, which is a better feeling than scoring ninety-something points. In the case of Maga, if he was awarded a grade, he'd only get eighty-something, so he'd have to go home and get beaten up again. The number of hits depends entirely on his score, and the difference between 100 and his score is the number of hits he'll get.
Some students asked Mr. Shu if he was following the example of foreign countries, where schools, whether primary, secondary or tertiary, play the ABCDs, never the scores.
Teacher Shu said, "I didn't want to learn from foreign countries, just that I occasionally heard that some students in my class who didn't score 100 points in their exams had to be beaten at home, how many points were deducted and how many times they were beaten, so I thought that if I didn't score, but graded instead, wouldn't it be possible to avoid the physical pain of some students?"
The class laughed and laughed.
"Of course," Mr. Shu went on, "I personally think that grading is better than marking, at least when you are taking the exams, the pressure is less stressful and the emotions are less tense. In saying that we don't study just for exams, marks don't tell everything. For example, Wu Maeng forgot to bring the units when he did an application problem, but we can't say he's not good at math, right? So I gave him an "A". Another example is Ran Dongyang, who didn't memorize the concepts and laws well, but I can't say she didn't do well in math, right? So I gave her an "A" as well. Anyway, in a word, the test is not the purpose, if I were the Minister of Education, I would cancel the test immediately."
"Long live Mr. Shu!"
Girl's Diary (4)
This period of time, Liu Yang Huizi is simply obsessed with math, I remember that she used to dislike math, so she didn't do very well in math. The teacher who used to teach math, Mr. Liu, used to call her a "embroidered pillow, a straw bag" and invite her parents to school at least three times a semester. Now her math scores have gone up all of a sudden, does this little witch really have some kind of magic?
Liu Yang Huizi is a very peculiar girl, her work to limit the axiom? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
This afternoon after school, it was our team's turn to do the cleaning, I was the last one out of the classroom, but I saw the little witch on the playground.
"Keiko, why aren't you home?" I asked, "Who are you waiting for?"
The little witch pointed to the basketball court, where Mr. Schuon and Jordan some boys were playing basketball.
I asked Little Witch, "Did you watch Slam Dunk and get hooked on basketball again?"
"No, I'm waiting for Mr. Shu." The little witch raised the math book in her hand, "I want to ask Mr. Shu a question."
I asked Little Witch what the question was. Little Witch said it was a thinking question and I said let me see if I can answer it for her? Little Witch shook her head mischievously, she said she was partial to waiting for Mr. Shu to come and give her the answer.
While this was going on, Mr. Shu finished playing and the little witch waved to Mr. Su.
"Mr. Shu!"
Teacher Shu walked towards the little witch.
"Liu Yang Keiko, are you waiting for me?"
"I asked you a question."
The little witch flipped her book over with a clatter, then pointed to a thinking question.
Ms. Shu inclined her head and spoke to the little witch very patiently.
I had made it to the front of the school when the little witch caught up with me.
"What, did Mr. Shu finish telling you so quickly?"
"Finished." The little witch said with a big grin, "It wasn't that hard in the first place."
"If it wasn't hard enough to ask, I knew you were pulling a fast one." I suddenly remembered to ask the little witch, "Hey, little witch, your math scores have improved so quickly, give me a lesson!"
"I don't know how it happened. In the past, I used to be distracted by Mr. Liu's math class, but now I can remember every word of Mr. Shu's math class, don't you think it's strange?"
In fact, I feel the same way. I used to hate memorizing the conceptual laws of mathematics, since the last time Mr. Shu mentioned this matter in class, although it was not a criticism of me, I still firmly remembered his words, and when memorizing the conceptual laws, I didn't feel boring anymore.
Adults are always accusing and ridiculing us for worshipping our idols, I wonder if Mr. Shu is considered our idol? His admiration has become the motivation for Liu Yang Huizi, me, and maybe other girls to study.
Girls' Diary (V)
The afternoon ride to the Botanical Garden to visit the botanical specimens. We rode in a medium-sized bus, and with 48 students in the class, plus Mr. Luo and Mr. Shu, there weren't nearly enough seats, and at least a third of us had to stand. Because boys run fast, one-third of those standing are girls, and I'm one of them.
Mrs. Luo was the last to get on the bus, and there were no seats left for her. Ms. Shu, who was sitting in front of her, immediately stood up and made a gesture of "please sit down" to Ms. Luo, who said "thank you" and sat down unceremoniously.
At this point, the students sitting at the back of the room all whispered.
"Look how nice Mr. Shu is to Mr. Luo!"
"Are Mr. Shu and Mr. Luo in ......"
While this student didn't go on, we all understood the meaning of his later words.
Gu Longfei made a "chase" motion.
"Ha......"
Some of the boys, led by Jingdoudou, were laughing and dancing.
Mr. Shu turned around, he was wearing a cowboy outfit today, and stood next to the door of the car, one arm raised high, pulling on the armrest casually, looking exceptionally dashing and handsome.
"What are you guys laughing at? Can you tell us all about it so we can laugh too?"
A few of the boys laughed even more, and Jingdou even let out an odd grunt.
"Ms. Shu, you really let us will?" Jing DouDouDou's heart was never able to store words, and wanting to be in the limelight, he immediately betrayed Gu LongFei. "Gu Longfei said you like Mr. Luo, in pursuit of Mr. Luo."
The carriage was in an uproar. We were all looking at Ms. Luo to see what her reaction was. To our surprise, Ms. Luo didn't react at all, he had a very natural expression on his face and was looking at Mr. Shu with a big smile on his face to see how he would deal with these nuisances.
Mr. Shu said, "Do you think it's strange that I just gave up my seat for Mr. Luo? Don't you know that 'ladies first' is the minimum courtesy that a man should know? "
The carriage suddenly became very quiet. Mr. Shu continued, "I find it strange that all the girls are standing on the bus now, while the boys are sitting, are you so comfortable with that?"
Mr. Shu turned away after saying this. Mr. Luo hadn't said a word.
The car had pulled out of the city.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, outside the car window, there was an idyllic autumn scene.
Mr. Shu's words made the boys feel ashamed and embarrassed. Sitting in their comfortable seats, I can imagine that they were sitting on pins and needles, and they probably all wanted to get up and give up their seats for the girls, but no one had the courage to be the first one to stand up.
After a long moment of silence, Wu Maing stood up with a huff and called Nan Ke Meng's name. After that, Maga, Gu Longfei, Jingdoudou, and even Jordan, who had always been very selfish, all stood up to give up their seats for the girls.
When they went back to the bus, the boys all automatically stood aside and let the girls get on first. When the girls had all gotten on, the boys came up, and a third of the class was standing, and the ones who were standing were the boys.
Back at school, Ms. Luo summarized the event. At the end, she said with a smile, "Today, to my great relief, the boys in our class were very manly, which is something I'm sure the girls and I will feel the same way about."
Girls' Diary (6)
I'm enjoying my math class more and more, I really don't know what kind of magic Mr. Shu has, when he teaches a class, he can mobilize the minds of all of us in the class, and even the most timid girls fight to speak.
Magat stammers a bit, and he used to raise his hand to speak in math class, but he stammered for half a day and couldn't speak clearly, so Mr. Liu rushed him, and the more he rushed him, the more anxious he was; the more anxious he was, the more he stammered. Mr. Liu always did not have the patience to listen to him to finish his speech, let him sit down. Over time, Maga used his stuttering as a reason to never raise his hand in class.
Today's math class was about applying fractions, and Mr. Shu spoke brilliantly, and we listened hard. When analyzing a fraction application problem. He asked us to find the sentence representing the unit "1" in the problem. Many students raised their hands, but Mr. Shu asked Maga, who didn't raise his hand.
Maga stammered, his face reddened, and managed to complete the sentence representing the unit "1". Mr. Shu applauded him and praised him, saying, "That's a very good and complete answer, Maga. Can you tell us more about the meaning of this sentence"
After being encouraged, Maga was not as nervous as he had been earlier, and he tried very hard not to stammer, so he spoke very, very slowly, and the students beside him were anxious, urging him to speak quickly, but Mr. Shu said, "Let's listen patiently to Maga to finish his speech."
A classmate whispered from below, "By the time he finishes, class will be over."
This was heard by Mr. Shu, who said, "Even if the class is over, we should still listen to Maga finish, this is the minimum respect for a classmate."
No one let out any more disgruntled mutterings, and the classroom became quiet as the students patiently but extraordinarily attentively listened to Maga's speech and then applauded. Mr. Shu praised Maga at one point, saying that his speech was very logical.
This day, Maga looked very happy. I knew he was happy because today in math class he had finally answered a question completely and well, of course all because of Ms. Shu's encouragement.
Girl's Diary (7)
Winter vacation is over. I reported to school today with some heavy feet, I don't want to start school, it's my last semester in elementary school and I'm facing a fateful exam.
On the way, I met a lot of students from my class, but most of them were accompanied by their parents, as if they were going to go to the examination room now, so serious!
Fortunately, I met the little witch Liu Yang Huizi, who always has something special to tell you.
"Wow, Ran Dongyang, I missed you!"
The little witch is carefree and talks and laughs along the way.
"Little Witch, do you want to start school?"
"Yes!" Little Witch answered me dryly as she kicked away a can on the side of the road. "If school doesn't start, I'll forget what Mr. Shu looks like."
That's the little witch with no cover, I scraped my face with my fingers, "Shy?"
"What's there to be ashamed of?" The little witch tossed her hair, "I just like him."
Girl's Diary (VIII)
Specialty Doudou was known throughout the school as the student with the worst discipline. I remember when he was in first grade, his mom said he had ADHD and produced a doctor's certificate. So Jingdoudou used his ADHD as an excuse to be even more undisciplined. And the teachers and classmates? Also used his having ADHD as an excuse to forgive him again and again.
Since the world's superstar Michael Jordan left the NBA, JingDouDou has Jordan's jersey number "23" written on every piece of clothing, has a keychain hanging from his left ear, and loves to make tongue movements. Today, in Mr. Shu's math class, Jingdoudou was shaking his "big earring" and sticking out his tongue. Mr. Shu asked him what he was doing.
Specialist Doudou asked Ms. Shu, "Don't you know I have ADHD?"
"I didn't know." Mr. Shu said, "You don't look like you have ADHD to me."
Sperm Bean wondered, "The whole school knows I have ADHD, how come you don't know?"
"I didn't know you had ADHD, but I knew you were a Jordan fan."
Sperm Bean got even weirder and the other boys stretched their ears.
Mr. Shu pointed to the key ring in Jingdoudou's ear and said, "Because Jordan always has an earring hanging out of one ear, and every time he shoots a field goal on the court, he does the sticking out of his tongue thing, and 23 on your shirt."
The boys, all of whom were fans of Jordan, listened with glowing eyes.
Mr. Shu continued, "You're a Jordan fan, and I'm a Jordan fan. Jordan left the NBA and we all miss him. Now you have a good class, after class you come to my office, I have collected a lot of information about Jordan!"
"Woohoo!"
The whole class of boys cheered.
As soon as Jingdoudou pulled the key ring off his ear, he promised Mr. Shu that he would do a good job with the class.
This math class, Jingdoudou did exceptionally well, showing that he was in complete control. In the past, he had always said he had ADHD, but it was just an excuse for his lack of discipline.
Girls' Diary (IX)
In the school, the senior students are very attentive to the young teachers, and love to talk about them, especially the young male teachers and the young female teachers, who love to be together with whom, and who have so much interest in whom, can't escape our eyes.
The teacher who teaches our language, Mr. Luo, and the teacher who teaches our math, Mr. Shu, are even more in our line of sight, and the two of them are very taciturn, but we can't see any signs of love. But in our minds, they are a natural pair, a handsome man, a pretty girl, that is, compared with that pair of golden partners Su Youpeng and Zhao Wei, is no less. Once, a few of us girls even whispered privately that when we graduated from elementary school, we must pull a red thread to tie them both together.
But through the days of rehearsals for the festival, we had a vague feeling that Mr. Shu already had a lover, and this lover was not Mr. Luo, but the music teacher, Minnie, whom we also liked.
In the days when Mr. Luo was hospitalized, Mr. Shu came to the concert hall every day, and he sat in the same chair that Mr. Luo usually sat in, the middle seat of the first row. But he didn't want to be like Mr. Luo, who had to give his opinion on every song he practiced, in terms of expression, singing, and posture. He didn't say a word, but just listened to us quietly and watched Mr. Mi direct the performance.
Whenever there was a break in the rehearsal, he would bring a cup of cold water to Ms. Mi, who took it and drank it, although it was a cup of plain water, but her expression was incredibly sweet.
The first person to realize there was a secret between Mr. Shu and Ms. Mi was the little witch Liu Yang Huizi.
"Have you guys noticed," Little Witch teamed up with Shari and me, "that Mr. Shu and Mr. Mi are dating?"
Sally said, "I think Mr. Shu should be dating Mr. Luo."
I was lamenting in my heart, what a perfect couple Mr. Luo and Mr. Shu are! Of course, Mr. Mi and Mr. Shu are also a perfect couple.
"It's true, I followed them yesterday ......"
"Little Witch, why are you doing the job of a secret agent?" I called out.
"I was just confirming my suspicions." Little Witch relished, "Yesterday after rehearsal, Ms. Shu and Ms. Mi rode their bikes together, I followed them, I saw them mail their bikes in front of a movie theater, and Ms. Shu bought a bag of cornflakes for Ms. Mi, and then they went into the movie theater together."
It seems to be true, and I feel a little sad inside.
After rehearsal today, I went home with Mo Xiner. When Mo Xiner saw me moping, she asked me what was wrong.
"Ugh," I sighed, "Ms. Luo was just hospitalized for a few days, and Ms. Shu got involved with Ms. Mi."
"What are you babbling about?" Mo Xin'er said angrily, "Mr. Mi has been with Mr. Shu for a long time"
"How do you know that?"
"Ms. Mi told me herself." Mo Xin'er recalled, "When we were still in sixth grade, I was watching Mr. Mi play the piano in the concert hall, and he was playing Beethoven's To Alice over and over again when he suddenly stopped and asked me, "Do you think Mr. Shu is good?" I said, "Yes!" She then asked "What if I fall in love with him?" That's how I know."
I blamed Mo Xiner, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"
Mo Xin'er asked back, "If you told me your secret, would you be happy if I told it to someone else?"
Mo Xiner also told me to stop worrying about Ms. Luo, saying that she already has a boyfriend.
"Who is it?"
Mo Xiner made a mysterious face, "A doctoral student who is working on his doctorate at the university."
"Diary of a Girl" (X)
Rehearsals were in the final stages, and there were still a few days to go before the performance on stage.
The question of what costume to wear has been discussed several times, but each time the discussion is inconclusive, because if we are to wear a skirt, at least half of the girls in the class, that is, those of us who have already begun to develop do not want to, do not want to wear what kind of waisted skirts tightly hooped on the body. But what was there to wear if not a skirt?
Ms. Rice fretted as she came up with one option after another, and rejected one after another on her own.
"What do you say? What do you say?" Ms. Mi asked, staring at Ms. Shu, who smiled and shook her head, also helpless.
"Oh," Mr. Mi spread both hands at us, "you ugly ducklings!"
The discussion went on and on, but still nothing came out of it, and Mr. Shu stayed quiet on the sidelines.
"Shu Aung," Mr. Mi was sick and tired, "What do you think they should wear?"
"I'm thinking about it?"
"You're thinking?" Ms. Rice feigned surprise, "Why haven't you said a word?"
"I've thought of at least a dozen costumes for them, but there's only one option left to fit everyone."
Mr. Mi said, "You don't say anything about the one that starts her, you just say the kind that fits everyone."
Mr. Shu pointed to the skirt Ms. Mi was wearing, "Wear a tank top skirt like yours."
Listening to Mr. Shu, we paid attention to Ms. Mi's dress, it was really by simple and refreshing, but also good-looking and special.
Mr. Shu was right, this kind of straight-fitting dress is suitable for every girl. The girls agreed one hundred percent. The only question left was the color of the costume.
Red? Too hot. Yellow? Too exciting. Blue? Too generic. Green? Too tacky. Black? Only this color is not controversial, and this color is extremely inclusive, able to go with any color. The place where we are going to sing is an elegant occasion, this kind of clothing, may be our best choice, simple style, color coordination.
There is much beauty in simplicity and harmony.
The TV version:
Ran Dongyang this year on the second year of junior high school, and the past is not the same, she and her several good friends Mei Xiaoya, Mo Xiner, the little witch, Nankomeng and so on encountered a lot of problems never encountered in the past, the untimely arrival of puberty not only make them in the overnight taller a large section, but also let their little heart began to inexplicable restlessness and uneasiness. They do not know what they are experiencing, but also do not know what they are going to face, they are eager and afraid at the same time, happy at the same time and often sad, good in the class teacher Luo teacher in time to let the young boys and girls in the blush after the heartbeat finally understand the arrival of puberty in the end what it means, and the handsome math teacher Shu Aung's arrival more so that Ran Dongyang and her classmates really and truly feel To the youthful excitement such as the wind, fragrant as flowers, coupled with the beautiful and intelligent teacher Minnie for the girls to open the window of fashion ...... girls were surprised to find that the sky of life was this colorful, youthful footsteps was this heart-warming, because young, so the right to be happy; because young, so the courage to explore the unknown; because young, so the courage to explore the unknown; because young, so the courage to explore the unknown; because young, so the courage to explore the unknown; because young, so the courage to explore the unknown; because young, so the courage to explore the unknown. Unknown courage; because young, so can be fearless ...... elite campus life is so with the growth of the girls become flower general splendor. Do endless homework, each with their own characteristics of the teacher, cute and funny classmates and endless trouble, the more endless strength and countless moving memories ...... So, when another youthful days come, all the pain and sorrow finally accompanied by the morning dew together disappeared in the warm sunshine, Ran Dongyang and her classmates waved goodbye! Childhood, happily welcome the embrace of youth ......
Yang Hongchura wrote the girls' diary
Mei Xiaoya did not come
Monday, September 1, cloudy and drizzly
Today is the day of the beginning of the school year.
Changing into my school uniform, I realized that I had grown a lot taller after the summer vacation. The white shirt was short and small
and hooped tightly around my body, and the blue pleated skirt had gotten as short as my thighs. I was embarrassed, and it took me a few tries to get up the courage to walk out of the house.
At the school, I saw Mo Xin'er, Nanke Meng and Liu Yang Huizi, as if they hadn't seen each other for a century
as if they hadn't seen each other for a century
, laughing and joking and going crazy. Seeing that they looked similar to me in their school uniforms, my heart was
relieved. The boys, on the other hand, have hardly changed at all. They look the same as they did in fifth grade, and they still look the same,
No wonder the skinny and small JingDouDou would playfully tease us girls about our "gigantism".
A few of the nasty boys even closed their eyes and said they couldn't stand it when we wore short skirts.
I was looking for Mei
Small Ya, Gu Longfei ran into the classroom shouting "great news" all the way, the boys and girls gathered around
"What news, quickly say ah!"
Gu Longfei, however, did not say, sitting on the desk, stretched his legs, squinting his eyes, enjoying our eager
unwavering look, he thought it was quite funny.
"On the count of three, if you don't speak, we'll leave." Nankeemon lengthened his voice, "One - two -
-"
"I speak! I speak!" Gu Longfei jumped down from his desk, "Did you guys know that there's a new math teacher
?"
This is indeed a "big news", but our main concern is who will teach us? Gulongfei
said it was Mr. Shu who would teach us.
"Which Mr. Shu?"
"How many other Mr. Shu's are there? It's the same Shu Ang who always teaches math to the graduating class!"
"Oh..." squeaked Liu Yang Huizi.
"What's your name?" Nankemeng glared at Liu Yanghuizi.
Liu Yang Huizi said quietly, "He's so handsome!"
We all know that Mr. Shu'ang is so handsome, he looks extremely similar to the "
Behindful Tiger" in Taiwan's Little Tigers, which many girls are obsessed with, and Su Youpeng, the Fifth Brother in "Returning the Pearl".
When we were still in the fifth grade,
we girls already paid attention to him and called him "handsome" behind his back, and also quietly discussed
whether "handsome" would come to teach us when we were in the graduating class. ......
Table of Contents
September
Mei Xiaoya didn't come
Friendship
Choosing the same table
The storm about the hair
Life
Ambition
Destroyed dreams
Teachers' Day gift
Can you make money from classmates
Letters from America (I)
Can you make money from classmates? >Letters from America (I)
Money
Love and Conspiracy
The Feeling of Autumn
Girls' Secrets
A Lesson in Physical Hygiene
October
Experiencing Tough Times
The Trick of Getting Dressed
A Paper Without MarksCandlelight Dinner
Idols
Stepmother
Manly Manners
Emotional Intelligence and Intelligence
Refusal of Pity
The Whole Class is Punished
RuFatFat's Brilliant Idea
One Toy, Two Stories
November
Letter from America (II)Team Dragon Lady
Special Birthday Gift
Happy Family
Saying Cool
Listening to Him Finish His Speech
Boys' Pranks
The "cool girls" of the era
December
Everyone's Dilemma
The Witch's Curse
Sprouting Youthful Beauty Pox
My Birthday, Mom's Good Friday
Twelve pink carnations
Christmas Eve
Christmas Day
My birthday, mom's Good Friday
The day I was born.
Another story that took place in Times Square
Christmas Eve
The Clown Man: 10,000 Years of Love
January
Girls Growing Up in Fear
Please Respect Other People's Emotions
Pretty Girls
One Who Could Have Gone to Heaven
Flattening Bodies
First Day of Weight Loss
Snow in the South
An Attractive Boy
Nancy's Sister
Toy Auction
February
Message Cards
End-of-Term Parent-Teacher Conferences
An Unexpected Surprise
Special Moxinel
Pretty Woman to Boys
Sad Tears Flying
Woe from Heaven
Stomping on Balloons on the First Day of the Year
Being a Little Mom When I'm Needed
Both Little Capables
Responsibilities
From Little Girl to Teenage Girl
Thoughts
March
Don't Want to Starting school
My least favorite boy
About extracurricular books
Sperm beans and his ADHD
Something that shouldn't have happened in the spring
Who's the real man
Ruthless competition
No more being a good girl
April
The squadron leader with no flaws
A Farce
Collective Honor Above All
Mr. Luo is Sick
A Flower Basket with 48 Hearts
Mr. Schuon and Mr. Minnie
First Time Wearing a Corset
Tank Top Dresses
May
Learning to be Tolerant
The Kind of Teachers We Like
Performance Success
Behind the Attack
The Pox People
Looking for a Reason to be Happy
Sunny Days
Do I Have a Secret in My Heart?
We all need sincerity
June
Those who have a child's heart don't grow old
Between boys and girls
Letters from the United States (3)
Growing pains
To be a friend
Relaying the River Lanterns for the Dragon Boat Festival
Peach
Farewell, beloved diary
Beautifully growing up and the beauty of growing up