Ma Xiaoxiao is a junior high school student. He looks average. He is 1.6 Meters tall, with a square head and small eyes. Why! What a tragedy, he has too few literary talents! As soon as he entered the school, the laughter would bury him. The reason? Yes
One time, the Chinese teacher Teacher Fang asked the students to use '' only...'. ''Make a sentence. He wrote: "I am only fifteen years old and in the third grade of junior high school." ''''It's simply Li Dan. ''I think it's Xue Pan. ''All kinds of ridicule stimulated him. He couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it. In the second round, Teacher Fang asked me to write the essay "The Person I Respect the Most". This time, he learned wisely and wanted to praise Teacher Fang. He wrote: The person I respect the most is Teacher Fang. Her lecture voice was a mixture of yin and yang, and her voice was very loud, like a loud fart in the quiet night, but the whole class heard it clearly. ''This time it was terrible. Not only was it exposed to the whole class again, but the little dad was also notified by phone. When Xiao Xiao returned to the corner of his house in fear. When he saw his father holding a thick stick in his hand, he looked at him tenderly with angry eyes. I saw it wrong, it was a look of hatred
That's right. He ran away and ran for three hours. He couldn't run anymore and sat under a big tree. He shed tears of despair. 'Oh, people are really suffering in life. I don't want to live anymore. ''Boy, I'm here to save you. ''A voice came from behind the tree. I saw an elegant middle-aged man in his forties or fifties wearing glasses walking out from behind the tree. He patted the little shoulder and asked: "Is your surname Ma?" ''Yes. ''The boy replied. Do you have a portrait of this person in your home? ''Yes.
Intention: Never give up on yourself at any time