Postman wide leg jeans
A white wide leg jeans, and a piece of yellow white jacket. This is he to leave indelible image in my. The image is so profound, not only because of his clothes, he is an excellent student, and other from excellent students, he is not stiff, not in the past, he found the object, he strong evil associates. I asked him why he was so good for learning objects, he says he is not learning to learn, he does not love learning, certainly not like to find the object, he said that was done, there is little interest, not interested in things he is absolutely not to do. The fact that he was not the box I.
waiting for the autumn Technical Support Specialist Liu Fumin let me forget me not allow me to the end of life make dresses affordable I do not know what time we became deskmates, he always had a short hair, he said that washing convenience, but also look clean. Learning has always been my short board, thought to become his deskmate will be very boring. Which know, he hated learning than I, we talk in class, the teacher talked excitedly look over, often is the evil hate hate stare his one eye, and then turned around and began to teach me, and I begin to understand the eccentric people say. Then he take pleasure in other people's misfortune on my evil laugh, I do not care about, after all we've done is not it. Then he asked me, why he put me as a friend, I say not to know, because in my mind, no thought, as long as the place to make friends, have a common language. He said, he does not think so, he said, some people if he feels good, he will take the initiative and good, I said, that means I am your heart good people? He said, is it. I also did not ask, just know he is in. Two years later, we are still at the same table, he is still the first place in my class, still in the regular replacement of a object. I asked him, do you like those looking for girls? He has a good laugh, in turn asked me, do you know what love is? You know what? I said I know ah. He taunted me a. It makes me understand that, he is playing. No wonder learn so well.
Another boring history lesson, I concentrate on watching the story, he took out the familiar can't familiar stationery, began to write his letter, this kind of thing I've become inured to the unusual, unbelievable is the school when he handed me three points, also one one, this is a few classes, what this is called. Here to ask a little, that I was his postman, his love letters are to transfer, because he is not timid, though I haven't seen him get angry, but can feel, this guy is not good. The reason to send him a love letter, because I don't learn at that time, I would like to go on to other classes. This is not just to help him put the letter with the past. Send out a reply is not received, the received, some have let me help him solve. He don't care, I don't understand him, his writing is very beautiful, I think it is a love letter written much of it, but not completely, because his deskmate when, my books are always he painted numerous, each semester issued new names are not I writing, he helped me, sometimes I was thinking, the individual letter girl, is to watch him, or at his words.
In the third year, I transferred out, there was no communication tools, also do not say goodbye to him not to go. Then they lost contact, since then I was alone, no one looked at his table, and books, can not help but think of him, who gave him a love letter, then busy senior high school entrance examination, also do not much thought.
