When I was moving and packing my things, I found a few old composition books. Although the handwriting was thick and ugly, it didn't hinder reading. I sighed with emotion and came up with this book. It has been updated from time to time, and the unclear parts have been slightly modified.
It's quite interesting to think about. I remember that I had to think hard about what to write for a long time every time, so I simply serialized the novel for the teacher in the weekly diary. There were a few more dialogues and more adjectives. Stop when the word count reaches the target and continue next time... Later, even the essays on given propositions often appeared in novel mode. At the end, I clicked the sentence therefore XX/explains XX/tells us XX...
Intention: