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Paper on the mask
In study, work and even life, everyone is always exposed to writing. According to different genres, writing can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. What is the composition you have seen? The following are the moments I carefully organized. She wrote a beautiful composition for reference only, hoping to help everyone.

From the moment she entered the door, I thought she was very strange, not only me, but also other students, whispering and talking nonstop. She kept her head down. Besides, she wore a mask.

Looking at my new deskmate, the girl who wears a mask all day, I can't help wondering why she wears a mask on a hot day. Is she not spicy? Or is there something else? What's the secret under the mask?

I know it's immoral to explore other people's secrets, but I can't control my inner curiosity. I really want to find out, so I plan how to show her true colors in my mind. I think she always takes off her mask when eating! Well, that's it!

I decided to implement the tracking plan. At lunch, I saw her eating in the dining hall and left. So I followed closely, and soon she came to a hidden place in the school, and then she took off her mask. I stood in the distance and couldn't see clearly at all. So I looked forward a little, but I stepped on something and made a noise. "Oh, no," I said to myself. "who?" Maybe she was scared by me, and the mask fell to the ground and she couldn't wear it.

"I ... I" I faltered and didn't know what to say. "I'm just passing by." In desperation, I had to blurt out this sentence. I saw her and met her eyes. She seemed to realize something and bowed her head at once. "Did you see it all?" This voice is a little kuqiang, and it is very low. I saw it, I saw it, but I was not so happy to find the treasure. Her mouth is cracked, which is the legendary rabbit lip. "Are you crying?" I asked her carefully, but she didn't respond. I went over to comfort her.

"In fact, you don't have to care about what others think of you. You just have to be yourself. Other people's gossip doesn't exist. You should be confident, trust me, hold your head high, and don't let others look down on you. Please raise your head, will you? " It took me almost all my life to say these words with courage and tone. Her head slowly raised, and I saw how pure, clean and moving her eyes were. "Yes, you smile and give yourself a little confidence." She hesitated, her mouth rose slightly, and two dimples jumped out. I think at that moment, she was beautiful, her smile was sweet, her dimples were beautiful, and everything about her was beautiful.

In fact, every confident person should be beautiful.