Limited to 500 words Once upon a time, the jasmine on campus was already in bud and blooming. The pure white jasmine fragrance surrounded the clouds, the wind chased it, the butterflies danced, and the catkins floated across the corner of the sky with longing.
I still remember the midsummer of that year, when the hot weather made the cicadas chirp, and everyone in the classroom was fighting with each other. Only you seemed to be busy with something. I walked gently past your desk, my shy heart beating inexplicably. I was a little excited when I saw the real mathematics college entrance examination questions on your desk. I felt brave and asked in a low voice: "Are you also doing the real math questions? Me too. If I encounter something that I don't understand, can I ask you for advice?" I can feel that my My face was so red that I bit my lip, clenched my hands involuntarily, and didn't dare to look at him. I thought he would refuse indifferently, but he smiled and said: \\\"Okay, but I didn't write much.\\\" The uneasiness in my heart flew away with his words, \\\"It's okay, I'm not very good at it. We all learn from each other, thank you!" At that time, a little budding Jasmine secretly grew in my heart.