On the first day of credit classes in the second year of high school, Shi Nian discovered that he had been expelled from the class, and the spot where his name was written in black and white was actually occupied by someone else!
How can I bear this? It had grown wildly for seventeen years and had never encountered such hard stubble.
He punched the cotton and asked, "Don't you have a seat? Do you want to sit here with me?"
The man raised his head, his eyes expressionless, but he seemed to be in need of a beating. "The teacher asked me to sit here."
No one really said that your paralyzed face deserves a beating?
Intention: toward light, toward better, toward hope