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【 Wedge or scorpion (be careful to be hooked by scorpion) 】:
This book is for my mother.
My left hand pressed the CET-4 certificate on the wall, and my right hand held my forehead, and I recited in a heavy voice: "The tree is soaring, the leaves are falling to the roots, and the dead are ascending to heaven. Open the door and make way! " , hey! Suddenly, the door of the academic affairs office opened. I went in, turned on the light, and saw next week's mechanical principle test paper on Director Li's desk. I took out one and photographed the questions one by one with my mobile phone. Put back the test paper, turn off the light, and the watch shows 3 am. I closed the door of the academic affairs office, looked at the extremely kind face on the wall and said "good night".
This is not a novel written by a conventional nobody who stepped onto the historical stage through his own efforts, nor is it a grassy time or a campus sketch like Triple Gate, because the reality is far more cruel than those. If there is any similarity, it is really cold in Capote's cold-blooded words. There is sex here, but no love. There is blood here, but no tears. Many readers may find this story ridiculous, even absurd. It is definitely not the author's nonsense, but because this is the true face of history.
I looked at the boy in the front row. Judging from the textbooks he took, he is a freshman. From time to time, he peeks at the girls in the row on the left. That's his classmate, the girl. ...