Part 1: The Story That Makes Me Unforgettable
When I mention this incident, it both makes me mention my heart and makes me unable to hold my tongue. Therefore, this incident is still fresh in my mind.
I was six years old, one night, my father and mother have something to go out, my mother repeatedly urged me to say before leaving: "Do not move water, electricity, gas and other dangerous things, if someone knocked on the door, do not open the door, remember?" I said impatiently, "Got it, got it, you've said it many times." After they left, I exclaimed happily, "Oh great, it's my world alone now!" When I looked at my watch, it was only 7:35, it was still early, and I played without restraint.
This is the first time I am alone at home, although it is very new, but after the excitement to play some, the heart is still inevitably some fear. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea to watch a little TV. So I turned on the TV, which was playing a horror movie, and as I watched it, I suddenly remembered: I am home alone today, so I'd better not watch it, or I'll have nightmares when I go to bed at night. When I thought of this, I immediately turned off the TV and prepared to go to bed. I lay on my bed, tossing and turning, always unable to sleep. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, I thought: who would knock on the door so late? I immediately put on my clothes and was about to open the door, but then I thought: could it be a bad person? In order to defend myself, I immediately ran into the kitchen, took a spoon in my left hand, and an iron basin in my right hand. I did this for the following purposes: firstly, to put the iron basin on the bad guy's head, and knocked the iron basin with the spoon, so that he fainted on the spot, and made enough time for the police to be called. Second, to give myself courage. Third, alert the nearby neighbors so they can help me catch the bad guy. As the saying goes, this is called "three birds with one stone".
Slowly I opened the door, and was about to act, only to hear the person said, "What are you doing?" I listened carefully, the voice is so familiar ah, probe to see, "Oh, it is Dad ah!" I heart a stone fell to the ground.
Don't look at my usual famous bold, but then still be scared out of a cold sweat. I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea!
Part II: An unforgettable thing
Childhood is a song, singing our joy; childhood is a painting, painting our happiness; childhood is a dream, dreaming of our vision. Most of the events of childhood have been forgotten, but only "feed the fish" that thing that I remember vividly, I can not help but think about it.
When I was five years old, my mother gave me a gift - I have been looking forward to a tank of small goldfish, I was very excited, almost all day sitting next to the fish tank, a step are not willing to leave. Some of the small goldfish are golden, like wearing a golden armor; some are all bright red, glittering in the sun; and some have a snow-white body, but the head is topped with a red bag. Their two eyes bulging, bright, always like staring at the scenery outside, as if curiosity can never be satisfied. Their mouths are round, spitting out a series of blisters from time to time. I especially like the big tail of the little goldfish, which looks like a beautiful fan up close and a beautiful sarong from afar.
One day, I was at home by myself. I was watching my beloved little goldfish again, and I saw the little fish swimming around freely, suddenly surfacing, suddenly sinking to the bottom of the water. After a while, I thought to myself: the little goldfish must be hungry since they were exercising so much! So I went to the kitchen to find food for them. I searched all over the stovetop and cupboards, but I couldn't find anything to eat. I opened the refrigerator door and saw a bowl of rice on the upper floor, I was as happy as if I had discovered a new continent, but after I was happy, I was worried: I was too short to reach the bowl of rice. I was too short to reach the bowl of rice. I looked around for an assistant. Suddenly, my eyes stopped on a chair. I managed to push the chair to the refrigerator, and standing on it, I finally brought down the rice. I proudly carried the bowl of rice to the front of the fish tank, and poured it all into the tank. At that moment, the little goldfish rushed and swam over as if they were frightened. I took a look again and saw that the water in the fish tank was bubbling out of the bowl because of too much rice! At that moment, my mom came back from work, and when she saw this, she asked me in surprise, "What are you doing?" "Feeding the fish!" I said in all seriousness. Mom took a look at the miserable fish tank and said, "My silly child! You're not feeding the fish, you're killing them!" I lowered my head in shame ......
Childhood, is innocent and childish! So many interesting things to make people laugh, but he also happily recorded the footprints of each of our children growing up happily.
Part III: Let me remember a thing essay
People have to experience a lot of "first time" in their lives, some of the "first time" to become a person's heart can not erase the memory, the most memorable thing is my first time. The most unforgettable thing is that I learned to skateboard for the first time.
That Saturday night, after I begged and pleaded, my mom finally agreed to take me to the square to learn skateboarding. I found an open space to try, I put the skateboard next to the flower beds, hands on the flower beds, a foot on it, and then the other foot and then slowly up, I tried to stand firm, and then tugged on the hands of his mother slowly sliding forward, my heart is nervous like a rabbit in a pocket as thumping. My mom encouraged me and said, "Come on! You can do it!" Her words gave me confidence. I adjusted my posture and bravely took the first step of skateboarding. My feet swing back and forth, the skateboard forward, but it is like a naughty child, intense rocking up, I quickly pulled tightly on my mother's hand to maintain balance, my mother said: "eyes in front, master the balance." I held my mom's hand tightly, my eyes staring straight ahead, my brows locked, only to feel my hands sweating. Now only a few meters away from the finish line, I accelerated, thinking: speed up, hold steady, come on! One step, two steps, three steps ...... mom tightly pulled my hand followed me to run, so repeatedly practiced more than ten times, I gradually try to let go of my mother's hand, their own slow slide, but each time the slide is not far down. I did not get discouraged, continue to work hard, so I do not know how many times I practiced, I can finally slide very far by myself. I looked back at my mom and she gave me a thumbs up and nodded her head.
I was so confident that I thought, "I can skate by myself, I must show my mom how good I am". Started skating, I secretly give myself encouragement: cheer! I believe in myself. I silently recalled my mom taught me the method: look ahead, grasp the balance, feet swing back and forth. I tried to start turning, the rhythm of skateboarding involuntarily faster. Suddenly, there was a person coming in front of me, so I panicked, what should I do? What should I do? I didn't know what to do, I just kept praying: avoid him, don't hit him! But the skateboard was going towards the man without listening to me. Just hear "bang", I hit the flower bed, fortunately, and the man only brushed shoulders, but I almost fell. At this time, my mother came over and said: "No matter what the situation, do not panic, do not do anything in a hurry, anxious to eat hot tofu!"
Oh, I understand: do anything to be taken seriously, do not rush, to step by step to do, as long as you are willing to put in the effort, it will be successful.
Part 4: An unforgettable event
With the passage of time, I grew up. There are many interesting things that happened in my childhood, some of which have been forgotten, but there is one thing that I still remember, and my heart is full of joy when I think about it.
In the summer of that year, my mom and dad were very busy and didn't have time to accompany me, I felt very bored. One day, the great uncle came. He saw that I was not interesting, so he said that he would take me to catch fish in the creek. When I heard that, I was so happy that I practically jumped up and down, shouting, "Great, great!"
We began to prepare the tools, big uncle took a lot of empty canning jars, but also a little bit of fish food in it, I was very puzzled, I asked my uncle: "This is how to catch fish ah?" Big uncle said: "This is called fighting fish." Oh, so that's how it is. Who cares how to catch fish, as long as you can catch fish. So we set off.
Came to the creek, uncle found a place where the water is very stable, we two pulled up the pants on the river. Big uncle filled the bottle with water and put them one by one standing in the river. Then he said to me, "Well, let's go ashore and wait to collect the fish." I happily went to the bank with him. After a few minutes, I asked my great uncle, "Is it ready?" Big uncle said, "No, we have to wait a little longer, the little fish hasn't 'hooked' yet." After a few more minutes, I got a little impatient and asked him, "Is it still not okay? It's so troublesome!" Hearing this, my great-uncle said, "You have to be patient, how can you do anything without patience? In a moment we will go over to the bottle, will certainly catch a lot of fish." Hearing my uncle's words, I waited patiently with him. After a long time, my great uncle said to me, "It's ready, let's move." I happily followed. Every canning jar that my big uncle picked up contained a lot of fish, big and small, all kinds. After we had worked for half a day, the small bucket was filled with most of the fish, I was so happy. Big uncle said to me, "This fish is fresh, go, go home and stew it!" I nodded happily.
This incident is still unforgettable to me, not only because I caught a lot of fish, but also because I learned a truth from it: you have to be patient and perseverance is victory.
Part 5: An unforgettable event
Everyone has a lot of firsts, as many as the stars in the sky, some of them are the first time to skate, some of them are the first time to swim, and some of them are the first time to fly a kite ...... I also have a lot of firsts. But the most memorable for me is the first time to climb a mountain.
My hometown in Chaihe, where the environment is beautiful, surrounded by mountains, peaks like a green barrier, rolling. Close up, the pine trees rise up like a giant umbrella. Pines and cypresses are emerald green, the hillside is full of green grass, lovely birds singing beautiful songs, like a fairyland. Every night, standing in the East Mountain Park on the colorful lights on the light, colorful, constantly changing colors, like the myth of the Pauline lamp, beautiful! Seeing these beautiful views, I thought in my heart, if I could climb to the top of this mountain how good it would be!
Dad and mom seemed to see my mind, the next day took me to climb the mountain. The three of us came to the foot of the mountain, I excitedly said to my dad and mom, "Let's have a climbing race to see who reaches the top of the mountain first." The race began, only to hear my father gave the order, we all fly to the top of the mountain, the beginning of my all the way to the lead, do not feel tired, but to the halfway point of the mountainside, the situation has changed, I just feel soft feet, rapid heartbeat, dry throat. At this time, my father gradually caught up, I was out of breath and said: "Dad I'm too tired, really can not climb again, do not want to continue to climb up. Dad heard, kindly said to me: "no matter what you do, can not give up halfway, as long as you have strong perseverance can overcome the difficulties." Hearing my father's words, I regained my courage and continued to climb to the top of the mountain. Almost to the top of the mountain, there is a row of dense small trees, blocking the way of my father, see this situation, I am full of confidence again, gritting my teeth and make a strong charge to the top of the mountain, to the front of the grove of small trees I was very smooth from the bottom of the tree drilled through the past, I overtook my father, ran straight to the top of the mountain, soon I reached the top of the mountain. Standing on the top of the hill I shouted, "Dad, mom, I won! I won!"
Through this mountain climbing, I know a truth, that is: even if there are many difficulties, as long as there is a strong will will overcome the difficulties, the victory will belong to us.
Part 6: An unforgettable event
On my way to grow up, there are a lot of memorable and beautiful past events. There is only one thing that I am ashamed of when I think of it.
Last summer vacation, my mom and dad and I went to my grandma's house in Dalian to play. One day, our family went to the forest zoo, and when I came home I yelled that I wanted to ride the light rail and experience the feeling of riding the light rail.
I rode the light rail for the first time as I wished. Maybe it's because it's a vacation, but there were a lot of people on the train. I struggled for a long time in the crowd, and finally snatched a seat under the efforts of my father. My legs were as heavy as lead after a long day of walking, and when I saw the seat, I sat on it with great joy. I looked out the window while enjoying the cool air in the carriage. Just then, the car stopped and an aunt came up holding a child, who was still crying in his mother's arms. I looked up at the sweaty face of the aunt, and then at the crying child, I wanted to stand up and give up my seat, but considering that my two poor legs would have to suffer again, I hesitated. I also said to myself in my heart justified: "Let the seat should be an adult thing, we should also enjoy the care of the children!"
A tender voice interrupted my thoughts, I looked toward the direction of the sound, next to me, a four or five-year-old girl tugged on her mother's hand stood up and patted the seat with her hand and said: "Brother on this seat!" The aunt who was holding the child looked a little embarrassed and excused herself, "Honey, thank you, you'd better sit!" But the little girl stubbornly stretched out her little hand and pulled her aunt, the aunt could not excuse herself any longer, so she had to sit down. At this time, I just pay attention to see the little girl, she has a head of short black hair, face a little thin, but the eyes are watery, through the spirit.
I suddenly felt that there were a lot of "thorns" in my seat, and I could not sit down anymore. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this. I got out of the car with my mom and dad in a hurry, and I saw the little girl and her mom getting out of the car too. The little girl walked past me holding her mother's hand. I was stunned because the little girl's legs were "O" shaped. I kept staring at the mother and daughter until they disappeared into the sea of people ......
This incident was a long time ago, but I have been unforgettable, he made me know that helping people is regardless of age. I have been hiding this incident in the deepest part of my heart, and I say it today to put my remorse in a bright place and illuminate my mind.
Part VII: An unforgettable thing for me
My father and mother love me very much, and this love is the same, but the way of love is different, it is because of this different way of love that promotes my growth, but my mother's love is even more touching to me.
I remember the night of last winter, the north wind whistling, the day is particularly cold. I was lying in bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, my mom asked me what was wrong, and I said, "I feel especially hard." Mom reached out and touched me, my body was very hot. Mom rushed to take my temperature, 38 degrees, I have a fever. Mom hurriedly wet a towel with cool water and gently placed it on my forehead to cool me down. After a while, my mom took my temperature again and found that it not only didn't come down, but also rose to 40 degrees. Mom was anxious, immediately put a thick down jacket on me, picked me up and ran to the hospital. I was dazed and confused by my mother in her arms, I felt that my mother's footsteps were getting heavier and heavier, and I almost slipped a few times, but my mother's hand was always holding me tightly. I was already big, almost as tall as my mom. How resilient my skinny mom was to carry the grown-up me to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, the doctor gave me a fever-reducing injection and prescribed medicine. Gradually, my fever subsided.
It was late at night, and the north wind was still blowing. My mom held me in her arms and took one step deeper and one step shallower towards home. Back home, the fever returned to me unconsciously into a sweet dream. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the bed, but my mom was leaning on the chair and sleeping. Looking at my mom's tired look, I didn't dare to turn over for fear of waking her up. How much I love my mom, I was touched by my mom, tears kept flowing from my eyes, my mom is really the best mom.
Mom, she gave me the mother's love is the world's thickest, most complete gift, by the mother's love around me, but also the world's happiest people.
Part 8: Let me unforgettable 'a thing
Some people say that childhood is a golden sugar jar, which is full of sweets, full of joy; some people say that childhood is a string of crystal wind chimes, the wind blew, issued a crisp and pleasant sound; I say that childhood is a basket of memories of the flowers, each interesting thing is a piece of the never-vanishing I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that.
I remember when I was 5 years old, I realized that my dad would shave in the mirror every morning. I saw my dad holding a razor left and right, and the black beard was gone, leaving only the yellow skin. I was very curious at that time, how the beard was gotten rid of?
One night when my mom and dad were not at home, I secretly brought my dad's razor and tried to shave like my dad. But I don't have a beard! I was very sad, wiped my eyes, touched the little eyebrows, I was happy to say: "My beard on the eyes". I thought of my hair again, so I looked in the mirror and followed my father's example of one left, one right, and in a moment my hair and eyebrows disappeared. I looked like a hairless little monk, which was just what I wanted. When mom and dad came home, they were shocked by my appearance. Mom asked me what was wrong, and I said, "I shaved!" Mom said, "You're still young, you won't grow a beard. Look, you made yourself like this, how to take a look ah, go out will be laughed at by others." Dad said, "It's okay, son. If anyone asks you where your eyebrows and hair have gone, just tell them that they have gone to look for a beard." Mom and I were amused at Dad's words.
Childhood is golden and beautiful, the past is like a pearl set in my heart, I will never forget.
Part IX: An unforgettable thing
Childhood is like a bottle, inside the bottle there are a lot of colorful anecdotes, such as raising chickens, such interesting things, are treasured in my colorful bottle.
I remember that time, my mother bought me a lovely chicken, I played with the chicken, my mother went to the big house to watch TV. I thought, the chick must be hungry, I should feed it some food. So I went to the kitchen and got some cookies for it. But when I came back, the chick wasn't moving, so I rushed to the big house to find my mom, who asked me what was wrong, and I said, "The chick is dead." "Dead? How can a chick die?" Mom asked suspiciously. After saying that, mom picked me up and went to the hut to see what was wrong with the chickens. When mom saw the chick she laughed so hard that she almost had tears in her eyes. I asked my mom why she was laughing. Mom said, "The chick isn't dead, it's sleeping, got it?" I nodded, signaling that I had understood.
Childhood, is golden, is beautiful, is happy, childhood anecdotes are like a pearl set in my heart, can never forget.
I want to put this incident into my colorful bottle, let it wander in the bottle.
Article 10: Let me unforgettable thing
Today the sun shines brightly, I got up early, ate breakfast, rested for a while, then began to write homework. Writing, my mom found that I did a question wrong. I looked at it very impatiently. Mom patiently pointed out for me that this question was done wrong and had to be corrected. I hurriedly said, "It's not wrong, it's obviously right! Mom called Brother Hua to explain. He took a look at the question and said, "There are several answers to this question, Dragon did not make a mistake, just a little different from the meaning of the question, he can be considered right! But it's better to use subtraction now." Mom wants me to use Hua brother method in doing it again, do homework of course, you have to use the best way to calculate. But I didn't listen to my mom, and justifiably hit back at her that it was all right, so why do I have to do it all over again. Mom said, "This will deepen your impression! Besides, that method is better. Didn't you listen to what Brother Hua just said?"
I yelled at my mom in anger: the voice was as loud as thunder and drowned out my mom's voice. Mom heard angry, brought the hanger and hit me. It hurt so much that I was worth staring at. But I still do not know repentance. A look of anger glaring at mom. This is even more fuel on the fire, the mom gasped, well I can not control you right! You get out of here and don't come back. I walked out furiously and said, "Don't come back or don't come back, I don't want to come back yet!" I found a place to sit down where there happened to be a TV, and I watched it with great interest. And did not think about what just happened.
Mom is still not assured that I, not a moment or down to find me back, the just happened to analyze the situation to me, you do that is not right, as a child does not listen to the teachings of others, grow up still have to. Mom asked you to rewrite is also for your own good, how can you use this attitude to talk to your mother? After listening to my mother's words, I also realized that I had just made a very serious mistake, if I do not correct it, when I grow up, no one will really like me.
From now on, I want to learn to be a good boy, read carefully, listen to my parents' teachings, change all my bad habits, and stop making the adults angry.
Part XI: An unforgettable event
Childhood is golden and beautiful. Childhood memories are like stars in the night sky and shells on the beach, which can't be counted. Now, I will take the most beautiful one to share with you.
I remember when I was a child, I was very naughty and curious, and I wanted to try everything. My toys were taken apart by me to see what was inside, and many of the items in the house became wrecked under my fiddling, my mother called me "Ralph", and the neighbors called me "Naughty Treasure".
Once my father took me to cut my hair, I watched the hair cutter waving the scissors up and down, hair like snowflakes have fallen, the heart feels very curious, really want to try their hands. Back at home, while mom and dad nap, I quietly took out the scissors, like the barber's aunt movements waving scissors, in their own head cut to cut. Only to hear a "click", a large piece of hair down. Mom, who had just woken up from her nap, screamed as soon as she came into the living room. She noticed the chunk of hair on the floor and turned her head to me. When she saw a big "dent" in my head, she asked, "Son, did you do that? What are you doing?" I smiled and said, "Mom, I'm getting a haircut. Look at my new haircut." Mom nodded my head and said, "Oh, you little guy! You don't sleep well, and you make your hair like this, how ugly it is! How can you meet people?" Mom recited the "scripture", Dad heard, also came over to look at me, said: "You little 'naughty treasure', only know how to be naughty, you will give your mother to make trouble. Now you've become a little monk!" Our family you look at me, I look at you, all laughed.
Childhood is so carefree and free. It is like a warm wind blowing through our hearts, and like a magical brush, depicting unforgettable landscapes on our heartland, let's record this wonderful childhood with a colorful pen!
Part XII: An unforgettable thing
I'm a fourth-grade elementary school student, since I started school, my biggest wish is to be a good class president recognized by everyone, standing on the podium under everyone's eyes, leading everyone to read ancient poems, texts, and occasionally read English. I am very envious of the class president, how I would like to be the one who leads the reading on the podium.
At the beginning of each semester, our class year after year to select the class president, life committee, sports committee, arts and culture committee ......, this semester is no exception, in the class meeting, the teacher personally announced the semester's personnel division. Then in the warm applause of the students on the podium, thank you for your support.
I sat in his place to look at when the "official" students, very envious, which is not a big deal for students who study well, but for the ordinary can not be ordinary for me is simply more difficult than the sky, so I can be the class president has become my dream thing.
So I vowed in my heart to be the class president for the next semester. But it's not easy to talk about. It's hard to lead people to read ancient poems word for word like a teacher! The first thing that I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I'm doing and what I'm doing! It's even harder for me to memorize the text! But the teacher said that where there is a will, there is a way, and it's better to go beyond that than to take action!
To be class president, the first must write neatly, I'm not scribbling in the workbook, but also not too good, flat as usual, this time I write with a pencil sharp, and gradually workbook on the "excellent" also more, I can often get the teacher's praise. Math test I carefully to the basis of the finished, there is an additional question, usually I do not look at a glance, directly skip, this time I no longer skip, I think about it and read, finally know the answer.
Time flies by, and to the end of the term, I believe that next year I will be able to let everyone recognize the class president, because I believe: perseverance is victory, I will stick to the end!
Part XIII: An unforgettable thing
Everyone has his own story, but mine is very common, but very real. Some of these things give me some truth, some teach me how to face their own life path, some give me confidence, some give me courage.
But there is one thing that I can hardly forget. I remember one summer vacation, the weather is very very hot. I wanted to learn to swim, but my dad and mom wouldn't let me learn to swim. After I tried hard to insist, my mom and dad had no choice but to agree to my request to learn swimming.
And I met a terrible male teacher.
The first day I went to class, my heart was very nervous. The male teacher had a stern face all day long, and I never saw him smile once. At that time, I couldn't do anything. Everyone has to learn to dive first, I dive in the water for a while, can't hold my head up, the teacher saw, three steps and two steps over, with his palms pressed me into the water, I struggled desperately, but could not get rid of his pair of "palms". He pressed me tightly into the water, about a few minutes passed, he let go of his hand, and then walked away without looking back. I climbed ashore, choked and coughed, and rested for a while before I stopped coughing.
Since then, I am not learning to swim, mom and dad for me to think of many ways. Once, mom let me go swimming with them, I dare not go. Mom said: "You fall from where you have to get up from where, you did not pick up the swimming ring before to swim in the pool, try again | "I listened to my mother's words, and then have the confidence.
Later, after the help of my father and mother, I not only dared to go into the water, but I also learned to swim without a swimming ring. After I learned to swim, I realized that I have to have confidence and courage to do something, and not to give up halfway, but to keep on doing it.
Learning to swim is something I will never forget.
Part XIV: Let me unforgettable thing
God in charge of time, if lend me another day, how I wish to go back to that wonderful day ......
"Hush! ......" "Happy Teachers' Day!" A gray sideburns female teacher was surrounded by a group of cute and innocent children, ribbons, lasso flying in the air, the female teacher was stunned, the surprise of the children so that the teacher quickly stunned, eyes glittering with crystalline tears, the children have been busy early in the morning, waiting for this touching moment, the head of the class holding a two-tiered cake, which is the gang of children's accumulation of a few months to come, the teacher exuded a look of happiness, the children The teacher showed a look of happiness, and the children's faces also showed a smile of joy.
This group of children is us, the female teacher is our dear teacher Zhao teacher, when we remember that wonderful moment again, we can not help but shed tears, the teacher is also the first time we have seen shed tears of happiness.
In fact, we understood at that time, that time is the last Teacher's Day we organized (because the school does not allow us to give teachers in the classroom Teacher's Day, this is the first wing is also the last time), we are all high and happy to cover the inexplicable sadness.
The years are like a river, the left bank is unable to forget the memories, the right bank is worth grasping the youthful years, the middle of the fast-flowing, is young hidden sadness, washed away the beautiful moments.
Part XV: Let me unforgettable thing
Today after class everyone played very happy. But that most striking is the pull-up competition.
The competition was initiated by Li Bin, a student who handled it. First, he put his hand on the bar, the tendons in his hands tightly closed, and then did a few pull-ups. In a group of playful students stunned, all ran to the side of Li Bin students, eyes burst out of envy.
Just as he was getting complacent, here came the prick - Li Jiaxin, who said firmly to Li Bin, "I'm going to challenge you!" Then he lifted the bar, one, two, three ...... In a short while, he completed 15 pull-ups; Li Bin was not weak, but eventually only completed eight, the students were disappointed in Li Bin, began to fancy Li Jiaxin.
At this point, I also wanted to do one out of the limelight. Probably because of their respective reasons, I grabbed the bar as soon as I reached for it. I thought pull-ups were a simple exercise, but I couldn't make any effort at all, so I had to be asked to sit on the bench while my classmates laughed at me.
Xu Jialong also experienced a time, although the action is a little slow, but also made a few, which in our hearts sensational, after all, he is also the first time, compared with me, he is much stronger than me.
The familiar bell rang, the students returned to the intense learning ......