I stood bored in the square. Our school is only halfway through the opening ceremony of this large-scale track and field sports meeting, and I am already tired and backache. Looking around, a large number of people who can't hold on have fallen, and the team in our class is in chaos. It was really weak, so I sat down.

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Looking at the team in the next class, I saw a boy who felt very dragged. Suddenly, he patted the head of a little man in the first row. Maybe he was offended by this inexplicable and sudden slap, little man.

The student turned around and caught the boy behind him, but he didn't do it again. The man behind him seems to be more angry. He got up and pressed the little man hard on his body, adding his fists and fists, and the two wrestled for a long time before stopping. small

He is obviously the underdog. It is obvious that he was badly beaten. His eyes were a little red, but he stubbornly held his head high and said, "You hit me first." The winning boy's eyes are full of disdain and disdain, and his mouth is still chewing.

Guazi muttered something, then turned around and walked away, talking loudly with others. The little boy propped his legs silently and buried his head in his chest, ignoring other people's gossip. For a long time, he finally looked up and his eyes flashed.

Resolutely, eyes, nose and cheeks are red everywhere, but there is not a tear from beginning to end, and the lower lip is a deep tooth mark.

At that moment, the softest part of my heart was stabbed, not sympathy, but a painful wound. I think of my younger brother, who may be playing with friends in the field at this time.

My silly brother is such a stubborn child.

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He was wronged, and when he was about to cry, his face turned red, but he kept holding his head high and looked unwilling to give up. He bit his lip and stubbornly maintained his image as a man. But in the middle of the night, I know very well

When I heard him sobbing uncontrollably in my dream, I had to hold his back and coax him to sleep for a long time. I always find it difficult to sleep at this time, and I will gently wipe away two lines of clear and warm tears on his face. If I accidentally touch his length,

Eyelashes will make his whole body tremble again. And my feeling is similar to that when I saw a little boy looking up after being bullied in the team, his eyes flashed resolutely. As painful as every tear I wipe away for him.

Water will make a circle of soft sadness in your heart.

It has been a "fine tradition" since ancient times that men don't cry easily. When men are patient, this eternal poem is their power to bite their lower lip. But most of them should not know that there is a next sentence in this poem. I'm just not sad yet.

Later, I kept thinking: what was going on in the little boy's heart when he was buried silently. No, he never condescended or cursed secretly. I believe his heart is as pure as my inexperienced brother. I guess he is secretly making up his mind to make himself stronger, admired and respected.

I carefully looked at the class flag in front of him and secretly wrote it down, Class 7 (1 1).

time

In fact, I stood at the check-in place under the podium, waiting for the women's 200-meter check-in. I turned and glanced at the runway. The seventh-grade men's 200-meter race is going on. The athletes are getting closer and closer to the finish line, and the gap is getting wider and wider. Gradually, I can see that face clearly.

Finally, the little boy who ran in the front and was far ahead, with delicate eyes, still held his head high and clenched his lower lip, and his eyes rushed to the red line more resolutely than when he looked up yesterday.

I stood bored in the square. Our school is only halfway through the opening ceremony of this large-scale track and field sports meeting, and I am already tired and backache. Looking around, a large number of people who can't hold on have fallen, and the team in our class is in chaos. It was really weak, so I sat down.

not have

Looking at the team in the next class, I saw a boy who felt very dragged. Suddenly, he patted the head of a little man in the first row. Maybe he was offended by this inexplicable and sudden slap, little man.

The student turned around and caught the boy behind him, but he didn't do it again. The man behind him seems to be more angry. He got up and pressed the little man hard on his body, adding his fists and fists, and the two wrestled for a long time before stopping. small

He is obviously the underdog. It is obvious that he was badly beaten. His eyes were a little red, but he stubbornly held his head high and said, "You hit me first." The winning boy's eyes are full of disdain and disdain, and his mouth is still chewing.

Guazi muttered something, then turned around and walked away, talking loudly with others. The little boy propped his legs silently and buried his head in his chest, ignoring other people's gossip. For a long time, he finally looked up and his eyes flashed.

Resolutely, eyes, nose and cheeks are red everywhere, but there is not a tear from beginning to end, and the lower lip is a deep tooth mark.

At that moment, the softest part of my heart was stabbed, not sympathy, but a painful wound. I think of my younger brother, who may be playing with friends in the field at this time.

My silly brother is such a stubborn child.

one

He was wronged, and when he was about to cry, his face turned red, but he kept holding his head high and looked unwilling to give up. He bit his lip and stubbornly maintained his image as a man. But in the middle of the night, I know very well

When I heard him sobbing uncontrollably in my dream, I had to hold his back and coax him to sleep for a long time. I always find it difficult to sleep at this time, and I will gently wipe away two lines of clear and warm tears on his face. If I accidentally touch his length,

Eyelashes will make his whole body tremble again. And my feeling is similar to that when I saw a little boy looking up after being bullied in the team, his eyes flashed resolutely. As painful as every tear I wipe away for him.

Water will make a circle of soft sadness in your heart.

It has been a "fine tradition" since ancient times that men don't cry easily. When men are patient, this eternal poem is their power to bite their lower lip. But most of them should not know that there is a next sentence in this poem. I'm just not sad yet.

Later, I kept thinking: what was going on in the little boy's heart when he was buried silently. No, he never condescended or cursed secretly. I believe his heart is as pure as my inexperienced brother. I guess he is secretly making up his mind to make himself stronger, admired and respected.

I carefully looked at the class flag in front of him and secretly wrote it down, Class 7 (1 1).

time

In fact, I stood at the check-in place under the podium, waiting for the women's 200-meter check-in. I turned and glanced at the runway. The seventh-grade men's 200-meter race is going on. The athletes are getting closer and closer to the finish line, and the gap is getting wider and wider. Gradually, I can see that face clearly.

Finally, the little boy who ran in the front and was far ahead, with delicate eyes, still held his head high and clenched his lower lip, and his eyes rushed to the red line more resolutely than when he looked up yesterday.