When I was a child, I was a quiet person. When there were guests at home, I usually didn't ask not to watch. I stayed in my room and watched TV by myself; I just smile when I meet acquaintances on the road. Sometimes I deliberately detour and pretend not to see them. My mother said I was shy, and my father said I couldn't see the world. I get good grades. People often praise me to my parents. Maybe because of this, my parents won't be disappointed with me. In the exam at the beginning of junior high school, I was the second in grade and was divided into class 4. The head teacher was a middle-aged woman who was almost 40 years old and was very enthusiastic about me. Later, I learned that she was from our village and used to be my father's classmate. She divided the seats, said to choose an acting monitor first, then pointed to me and said to let me be there first. I shook my head and said, I don't want to be a monitor, but a study committee member can. I thought to myself, the monitor is really a difficult position for me. I don't like talking with strangers, and I don't know how to manage a group of unfamiliar people. The study committee is OK, and good grades are enough. She seemed a little unhappy. Before she spoke, my deskmate stood up and said, I'll be. The head teacher said, OK, then you can stand in front of us first. We'll vote later and choose other class cadres. I looked at my deskmate. At that time, I didn't know what handsome was. I just thought he looked very comfortable. He was a little different from us. Most of us come from rural areas. We all have flat hair, dark skin and coarse linen clothes. There may be some traces that can't be washed away. His skin is white, his clothes are like that kind of expensive style, very new, his hair is long but neat, and he speaks confidently, just like a child in the city. He leaned over and said to me, why don't you want to be a monitor? I don't know how to go back, so I have to say, I haven't been. He burst into laughter and said, I haven't been one either. Although the deskmate became the monitor, he almost didn't care about anything. Later, he was naturally dismissed by the teacher. I asked him, why did you come forward before you were so irresponsible? He also said with a signboard smile, I haven't been one. I was shocked by such an answer, but I didn't know what to say back. If I am a quiet person, my deskmate is definitely a moving and noisy person. When I can only pronounce the names of several students sitting next to me, he can communicate happily with anyone in the class, and his tentacles have begun to reach out to the outside class. To tell you the truth, I really admired his ability at that time. We established a deep friendship with him in a math class. At that time, the math teacher was a young boy with thick glasses and a head of more than 1.8 meters. He scolded people very fiercely. His classmates privately called him frog eye. In class, I don't know what confusion I made. I kept kicking the leg of the table with one foot. In fact, the sound was very small, but the teacher heard it. At first, I just gave us a wink. I didn't realize it. I was still happy to kick it. Later, he was angry and directly carried out his deskmate and asked him to do 50 push ups. I was really scared at that time for fear that he said I kicked it. However, my deskmate just glanced at me, then put his hands on the ground and did push ups. The whole class, I dare not look at him with my eyes. I feel guilty of being a thief. However, after class, he was like a nobody. He just said a word, but his grades were good. From that moment on, the relationship between us became better and better. I began to play with him. I didn't lie on my desk all day, either studying or sleeping. He had many friends and played with him after class. Gradually, I recognized all the people in the class and had several good friends. When I used to talk to girls, my face would turn red. Under his influence, I began to talk endlessly. The word shy disappeared completely. I don't know what kind of ability my deskmate has. Later, he even took me to know a lot of junior high school brothers and sisters. He often went to their classroom to chat and play with me at noon. Sometimes I feel very incredible. The silent self suddenly disappeared and became a self with more words and more smiles. I don't know which one I like better, but I felt very happy at that time. My lonely heart seemed to be slowly infused with warmth. At that time, hip-hop seemed to be very popular. My deskmate said he wanted to learn to dance. I always thought he was talking about playing, but he practiced his waist and horse in the dormitory bed every day. I said that hip-hop dance should practice this. He should have basic skills in everything he said. Later, he could really bend down. He could really learn "dance", but "dance" was the "martial arts". His father said that practicing dance was useless and insisted on not letting him go. He actually sent him to the martial arts school. His father said that he had a crush on his wild heart. He was lost for a long time. After the first day of junior high school, my deskmate was going to the martial arts school in the city. At the end of the semester, I suddenly felt very sad. He said, let's write a letter in the future. Two years after junior high school, we really wrote a letter. He talked about his life and I said my life. He occasionally sent photos. I didn't send photos, so I didn't send them. Anyway, I kept in touch and never met. I often shook the letter in front of my sister and said, see, my friends in the city and my best friend wrote to me. My sister always pretends to vomit. To tell the truth, after junior high school, I became a different person. I was no longer the silent person before. I would shout and try to greet people. My parents were also happy to see me like this. I know that this is the change brought by my deskmate. (www.lz13. CN) if it weren't for him, I might be the same as before, guarding my three-thirds of an acre of land, only learning every day, and becoming a nerd in the eyes of others. After graduating from junior high school, I told my deskmate that I was admitted to the key high school. He said, Congratulations, I'm going to study dancing in other places. He even thought of dancing. He said, I have bad grades and don't want to study. I'm interested in dancing. When I was in high school, he came to see me once. He was with a junior high school girl in his previous class. It was the first and last time we met after we separated. He was still like that, just higher than me. We walked round and round the school and talked about many interesting things before. When the sunset was about to set, he left with his female classmates. I seldom contacted him later. On the one hand, I didn't know his new address. On the other hand, I was under great pressure in high school and didn't care about it. The deskmate may be obsessed with his hobbies and his favorite dance. After graduating from high school, I asked my former classmates about him. They said that he went to work in Shenzhen after graduating from the dance school. I didn't know what to do. One day, I just came back from reading in the classroom and suddenly received a multimedia message, a strange number. The picture was a man dancing on the stage. I looked carefully and found that it was my deskmate. I hurried to ask him, I haven't been in touch for a long time. How's it going? He said that it's OK. Now I dance in a bar in Shenzhen. Although I only dance with others and occasionally go on stage, I'm very happy to do what I want to do. Later, I knew that with his efforts, he became a leading dancer. I knew that his family felt ashamed of a big man dancing in the bar and scolded him for going back. He didn't go home. He said he didn't feel ashamed to do what he liked. I always admire my deskmate. He always does what he wants to do. He never hides his character or his heart. I don't know if he is doing well now, but I'm sure he must be happy. He told me not to hide your heart. Fight for what you like. Sometimes if you open your heart, you will lose something, but you may get more.

When I was a child, I was a quiet person. When there were guests at home, I usually didn't ask not to watch. I stayed in my room and watched TV by myself; I just smile when I meet acquaintances on the road. Sometimes I deliberately detour and pretend not to see them. My mother said I was shy, and my father said I couldn't see the world. I get good grades. People often praise me to my parents. Maybe because of this, my parents won't be disappointed with me. In the exam at the beginning of junior high school, I was the second in grade and was divided into class 4. The head teacher was a middle-aged woman who was almost 40 years old and was very enthusiastic about me. Later, I learned that she was from our village and used to be my father's classmate. She divided the seats, said to choose an acting monitor first, then pointed to me and said to let me be there first. I shook my head and said, I don't want to be a monitor, but a study committee member can. I thought to myself, the monitor is really a difficult position for me. I don't like talking with strangers, and I don't know how to manage a group of unfamiliar people. The study committee is OK, and good grades are enough. She seemed a little unhappy. Before she spoke, my deskmate stood up and said, I'll be. The head teacher said, OK, then you can stand in front of us first. We'll vote later and choose other class cadres. I looked at my deskmate. At that time, I didn't know what handsome was. I just thought he looked very comfortable. He was a little different from us. Most of us come from rural areas. We all have flat hair, dark skin and coarse linen clothes. There may be some traces that can't be washed away. His skin is white, his clothes are like that kind of expensive style, very new, his hair is long but neat, and he speaks confidently, just like a child in the city. He leaned over and said to me, why don't you want to be a monitor? I don't know how to go back, so I have to say, I haven't been. He burst into laughter and said, I haven't been one either. Although the deskmate became the monitor, he almost didn't care about anything. Later, he was naturally dismissed by the teacher. I asked him, why did you come forward before you were so irresponsible? He also said with a signboard smile, I haven't been one. I was shocked by such an answer, but I didn't know what to say back. If I am a quiet person, my deskmate is definitely a moving and noisy person. When I can only pronounce the names of several students sitting next to me, he can communicate happily with anyone in the class, and his tentacles have begun to reach out to the outside class. To tell you the truth, I really admired his ability at that time. We established a deep friendship with him in a math class. At that time, the math teacher was a young boy with thick glasses and a head of more than 1.8 meters. He scolded people very fiercely. His classmates privately called him frog eye. In class, I don't know what confusion I made. I kept kicking the leg of the table with one foot. In fact, the sound was very small, but the teacher heard it. At first, I just gave us a wink. I didn't realize it. I was still happy to kick it. Later, he was angry and directly carried out his deskmate and asked him to do 50 push ups. I was really scared at that time for fear that he said I kicked it. However, my deskmate just glanced at me, then put his hands on the ground and did push ups. The whole class, I dare not look at him with my eyes. I feel guilty of being a thief. However, after class, he was like a nobody. He just said a word, but his grades were good. From that moment on, the relationship between us became better and better. I began to play with him. I didn't lie on my desk all day, either studying or sleeping. He had many friends and played with him after class. Gradually, I recognized all the people in the class and had several good friends. When I used to talk to girls, my face would turn red. Under his influence, I began to talk endlessly. The word shy disappeared completely. I don't know what kind of ability my deskmate has. Later, he even took me to know a lot of junior high school brothers and sisters. He often went to their classroom to chat and play with me at noon. Sometimes I feel very incredible. The silent self suddenly disappeared and became a self with more words and more smiles. I don't know which one I like better, but I felt very happy at that time. My lonely heart seemed to be slowly infused with warmth. At that time, hip-hop seemed to be very popular. My deskmate said he wanted to learn to dance. I always thought he was talking about playing, but he practiced his waist and horse in the dormitory bed every day. I said that hip-hop dance should practice this. He should have basic skills in everything he said. Later, he could really bend down. He could really learn "dance", but "dance" was the "martial arts". His father said that practicing dance was useless and insisted on not letting him go. He actually sent him to the martial arts school. His father said that he had a crush on his wild heart. He was lost for a long time. After the first day of junior high school, my deskmate was going to the martial arts school in the city. At the end of the semester, I suddenly felt very sad. He said, let's write a letter in the future. Two years after junior high school, we really wrote a letter. He talked about his life and I said my life. He occasionally sent photos. I didn't send photos, so I didn't send them. Anyway, I kept in touch and never met. I often shook the letter in front of my sister and said, see, my friends in the city and my best friend wrote to me. My sister always pretends to vomit. To tell the truth, after junior high school, I became a different person. I was no longer the silent person before. I would shout and try to greet people. My parents were also happy to see me like this. I know that this is the change brought by my deskmate. (www.lz13. CN) if it weren't for him, I might be the same as before, guarding my three-thirds of an acre of land, only learning every day, and becoming a nerd in the eyes of others. After graduating from junior high school, I told my deskmate that I was admitted to the key high school. He said, Congratulations, I'm going to study dancing in other places. He even thought of dancing. He said, I have bad grades and don't want to study. I'm interested in dancing. When I was in high school, he came to see me once. He was with a junior high school girl in his previous class. It was the first and last time we met after we separated. He was still like that, just higher than me. We walked round and round the school and talked about many interesting things before. When the sunset was about to set, he left with his female classmates. I seldom contacted him later. On the one hand, I didn't know his new address. On the other hand, I was under great pressure in high school and didn't care about it. The deskmate may be obsessed with his hobbies and his favorite dance. After graduating from high school, I asked my former classmates about him. They said that he went to work in Shenzhen after graduating from the dance school. I didn't know what to do. One day, I just came back from reading in the classroom and suddenly received a multimedia message, a strange number. The picture was a man dancing on the stage. I looked carefully and found that it was my deskmate. I hurried to ask him, I haven't been in touch for a long time. How's it going? He said that it's OK. Now I dance in a bar in Shenzhen. Although I only dance with others and occasionally go on stage, I'm very happy to do what I want to do. Later, I knew that with his efforts, he became a leading dancer. I knew that his family felt ashamed of a big man dancing in the bar and scolded him for going back. He didn't go home. He said he didn't feel ashamed to do what he liked. I always admire my deskmate. He always does what he wants to do. He never hides his character or his heart. I don't know if he is doing well now, but I'm sure he must be happy. He told me not to hide your heart. Fight for what you like. Sometimes if you open your heart, you will lose something, but you may get more.