1996 one morning in early winter, I came to this beautiful world with a baby crying breaking the silence of the night. My name is Zheng Yi. Although it sounds ordinary, it is of great significance. I have a sense of justice because I should be homophonic with justice; The reason why I quarrel with my little sister is because I should be in line with the controversial voice. Being thin is something that boys are afraid of, but I am thin, so many students called me "Tiny" in the fourth and fifth grades. Actually, I'm small and short. My mother told me to eat more, but I still only eat a little every meal. My mother often says that I don't eat as much as the dogs in my hometown. I really regret that I didn't listen to my mother and eat more, otherwise, could I grow so short? It's really a "small step, too late to regret"! But I'm a little fat now. According to my mother, when I first entered the kindergarten gate, I was both happy and scared. When I heard that my mother was going to leave me here alone, I cried and wouldn't let my mother go. Mother had to lie to me that she was waiting for me in the hall. As a result, I didn't see my mother after school, and I cried and made trouble. In a blink of an eye, I have stepped into the gate of primary school. In the second primary school, I learned a lot of new contents, broadened my horizons and made more good friends. In the fourth grade, I transferred to another school. At the school in Shenzhen, I learned new knowledge and became interested in mathematics. In the fifth grade, I transferred back to the second primary school. I don't know why, naughty I fell in love with reading, but at that time I was reading some story books, which seemed unintelligible. Although I love writing, I have no literary talent. I like reading, but I forget it after reading it. Whether studying at school or entertaining at home, I often use jokes to create a happy atmosphere. My ideal is to walk into Peking University. I believe that with my efforts and the education of teachers and parents, I will realize my ideal and repay my parents and teachers with excellent results! ! ! Autobiography of Li Ling

A little girl, thirteen years old, was born in Liuzhou, Guangxi, and her family was not good. My ancestral home is Zhejiang (Jin Yong's hometown), but I have never set foot here. At the age of four, I went to Beijing with my father and entered the kindergarten of the Academy of Geosciences. Strangers, bullied by children, often huddled in the corner with tears, and gradually got rid of the habit of being playful and timid until now. I remember living in a small hospital at that time, and my mother taught me to read children's books and newspapers, increase my knowledge and learn piano, which benefited me a lot.

I entered primary school at the age of six and a half, and I was very happy when I was in the lower grades. The class teacher, surnamed Liang, is very nice and has close partners like family. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When I was in the third grade, I joined Class Two and moved to my first place of residence. The students in this class are indifferent and jealous and don't treat each other with sincerity; After moving, the residence is far away from the primary school, so I can't exchange what I need with my classmates, which increases the gap. In this class, the days are like years, and I have to transfer, so I have to study all day to relieve my boredom. Often praised by teachers, I really don't know if it is out of helplessness.

After graduation, he was admitted to Beijing No.8 Middle School. The environment here is beautiful and pleasant. Most of the students are versatile and the whole class has a harmonious relationship. Teachers win the hearts of students. On weekdays, my classmates talk a lot (my class calls it "nonsense"), and I often mix in it and enjoy it. I don't like sports, so I go to play computer and read novels. Enriching life and learning is a pleasure! I'm in grade two now, and I don't know the future yet.

Growing up, there were many hobbies, but none of them became specialties. I only know a little piano, chess and painting. I won some prizes in primary school: the first, second and third prizes in the English Science and Technology Competition in Singapore, the third prize in the Singapore Mathematics Competition, and the piano passed Grade 9. After graduating from high school, I had nothing. At present, there is no ambition, only open-mindedness is the highest pursuit. I like the legendary swordsman by Jin Yong and the poems by Li Bai and Xin Qiji. I hope I will live up to my parents' expectations in the future. Small things are happy, big things are smooth, and making fewer mistakes is enough.

I am a man!

When I was a child, my mother often complained to me, "You naughty boy!" When I grow up, I often laugh at myself: "I am a person, that's all." What is it like? Summarize with classmates' words: "You are really a freak!"

Sometimes, I wish I could grow up quickly and do something earth-shattering to surprise everyone around me. But sometimes, I hope I will never grow up and never be a little princess around my parents.

Once I went shopping with my classmates and saw a peddler bullying a foreigner. I grabbed my neck and quarreled with the vendor. The foreigner took the opportunity to leave, but I scolded him for nothing. My classmates dragged me away and said, "You weirdo, why bother?" Think about yourself in the future and sigh. I am a person! "

The teacher burped suddenly during the lecture, and all the other students were silent, but I smiled and was glared at by the teacher. Why can't other students laugh, but I can't help it? I am a man!

The school organizes students to watch movies (war, let women go > I cried when I saw the scene in the movie that the battalion commander's wife and the deputy company commander's wife left and heard that the troops were going to kill pigs. The students around me were talking and laughing and looked at me in surprise. I tried to hold back, but I could not help it. Others don't laugh, I laugh; Others stopped crying, and I cried again. I'm such a freak. Some people say that we should learn to control our feelings, but I won't. I can only let the emotional stream flow freely.

At night, facing the night sky outside the window, looking at the lemon moon, I thought a lot. Maybe I am an incomprehensible weirdo in the eyes of people around me, but I think this "weirdness" is real and lovely. I am who I am. Why should I try to change and hide? Maybe I will never change, but I don't feel sorry, although I will laugh at myself: I am human! this is me