I am a sophomore this year. Suddenly saw an article, thought of my junior high school life.
What was my original intention? Is dull, but there is no hope. Is not worth it. In junior high school, I met a group of students. To be precise, some girls, they are not good-looking, medium-sized, but they are particularly embarrassing. They made the teacher and classmates very happy. Whenever I am talking to some classmates, they will go forward and pull the classmate away. To discuss some other things. I was in my own seat and I was embarrassed. Why are they like that? After going through so much and so much, I found out that they were just like that.
In the present sense, they are uneducated people.
But that year, they became the focus. A lot of people pursue them and appreciate them. And I. Just sitting in a corner of the classroom. Look at them happy and happy.
But life is not always so dark. Then I met a lot of boys. They were kind enough to come and talk to me when no one was with me. We agreed to go to a high school, and I did.
We are still working together in a class, we are still the same as before. We're still us.
