As a monitor, the harvest is often not glory but injustice. Occasionally, you will complain to me, and then you will leave soon, as if nothing had happened.
Don't forget to bring me to every meeting. Actually, it's not that I don't want to refuse you, but that I want to go because of you.
Sometimes your mind is hidden deep, you will laugh when you are happy and be funny when you are sad. I always believe that everything I am going through now is to meet the best of her in the future.
Tenderness is not a girl's patent. There is really nothing wrong with girls when boys are gentle. So, dear Mr. Wu, I hope you will have years to look back and grow old.
Dear Miss Guo, it's as beautiful as Xinjiang. It completely broke my imagination of the burly people in Xinjiang.
Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit. Occasionally quiet, like the daughter of Jiangnan water town; When I am distracted, I often wonder if the door of the mental hospital is broken.
When I went to the toilet, I grabbed the door and dragged my left leg, crying and telling me not to stop her. ...
I've met many people who don't like other people's cleanliness, but I've never met anyone who doesn't like themselves. The great teacher Guo didn't bother to wash his hair, but he found the pillow dirty. ...
I threw 60 yuan in pursuit of novels the day before yesterday, and I should think twice about buying 25 yuan eyebrow pencil the next day. ...
On the surface, it looks domineering, but in fact, it is very delicate inside.
The chicken soup of WeChat official account often moved her to tears;
Occasionally, a small surprise can make her cry;
One or two pink clothes full of girls' hearts can often be found in crowded wardrobes;
Dear teacher Guo, I wish you go further and further on the road of ridicule, and laughter is accompanied by happiness. ...
Serious people are always the most beautiful. Miss Chen's skin is white and tender, just like it has been soaked in milk. Although it's a little fleshy, it's just right and cute.
Once I went out to buy dinner with Miss Chen and Miss Rabbit, and the little brother who was fried said that the skin colors of the three of us were three colors. ...
She doesn't talk much and does everything quietly. In crowded places, she always weakens her sense of existence and often has the illusion that she is cold. Silence is not necessarily a lamb, but also a knife that pokes the heart. Miss Chen is often a quiet blockbuster. In front of acquaintances, she is often Chen Feidao, without fake hair, speaking freely and fearless.
Occasionally, in class, she also wants to speak on stage, but she always misses many opportunities because she has too much scruples.
In the past, Mr. Chen felt guilty when he was watching with his eyes open, listening carefully and sleeping. Now Mr. Chen occasionally secretly plays happily in class and steals pie red packets.
Antique and radio drama are the dignified atmosphere in Miss Chen's heart. And all kinds of stupid dogs are loved by Miss Chen, who is unknown to outsiders. She often wanted to replace her head with that of a stupid dog, but she was afraid of scaring everyone, so she let it go.
If there is a girl in Miss Guo's heart, there must be a lovely child in Miss Chen's heart. Can you imagine Ms. Chen, who is mature and steady, carefully brushing the complete works of crayons?
Gentle Miss Chen, I hope you can meet someone who can warm your palm, appreciate your talent and share your hardships. ...