In that monthly exam, the end-of-season exam was not very good. Because of her carelessness, she made two big mistakes and did not do well in the previous multiple-choice questions. As a result, she only scored 82 points in mathematics, which she was always proud of.

When the math teacher handed her the test paper, she raised her head high, lowered her eyes slightly, and her disappointment was obvious.

I don't know whether it was the disappointment in the eyes of the math teacher who hurt her, or the scores on the test paper.

She looked sick that afternoon, lying on the table after class, with her head buried deep in her arms.

When the class bell rang, she looked up, her eyelashes were wet, glistening with water, and there was still a small piece of residual water in the corner of her eyes.

I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how to say it, so I just looked at her slightly sadly.

She seemed to have noticed my gaze, turned her head slightly and pulled the corners of her mouth at me, smiling very hard.

I hurriedly turned my head, that expression made me understand for the first time what it means to "laugh when you don't want to laugh, it hurts the most."

I feel guilty for causing her this distress.

During evening self-study, I thought about it and wrote her a three-page letter.

I can't remember the specific content, but I probably analyzed the reasons for her failure in the monthly exam, and then quoted a few principles and famous examples from Carnegie's "The Weakness of Human Nature".

At the same time, I told her about a failed experience I once had.

In conclusion, instead of lamenting the failures of the past, grasp the present and prepare for future success.

I spent most of the evening self-study time writing the letter, and then carefully folded it and put it in the envelope.

The stationery and envelope came as a set, with a field of lavender flowers printed on it.

When I was buying pens in the stationery store in front of the school, I saw this set of letter paper by chance, and I liked it very much, so I bought it.

Maybe at that time, he had the idea of ​​writing a letter to Luo Chuliang, but he kept procrastinating on it, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.

When she was studying by herself next night, she grabbed her schoolbag and left.The classroom was noisy, and she didn't hear me calling her name.In desperation, I grabbed her hand, she turned around, and I handed over the letter.

Her peach eyes suddenly widened almost as round as a basketball, and I held her hand and felt her body tremble visibly.

"You you you you you..." She who is eloquent on weekdays suddenly got her tongue tied up today, pointing to the letter in my hand, stuttering for a long time and unable to speak.

I looked at her, and then at the letter in my hand, the romantic lavender flowers are dotted with stars, romantic.

I suddenly thought of something, let go of her hand with a bang, and shouted, "It's not what you think."

The two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, blushing slightly at each other.

What's the matter, I hurriedly stuffed the letter into her hand: "You will know when you go back and read it."

At the end of the season, he stumbled home with the bulging letter in his hand, and those who didn't pass the exam were thrown out of the sky long ago.

The first time I received a "love letter" in an envelope at such a young age, it was actually from a girl, so her head was full of confused words at the time.

When I got home, my mother with sharp eyes saw the letter clutched in her hand.

Mom staggered forward eagerly, snatching the envelope from her hand.He raised the envelope and waved it fiercely in the air, "What's going on here?"

"Oh, mom, you gave it back to me. My deskmate gave it to me."

"You are at the same table? That girl named Li Xiaozhu?"

"Yes."

Mom looked at her suspiciously, then looked at the envelope, and saw neatly written on it:

To the end of the season

FromLi Xiaozhu

"The two of you are at the same table. Can you just say something? Why does she still write to you?"

"How do I know, I haven't watched it yet."

"Then let's take a look together." Mom said and sat down on the chair, opened the envelope, and took out the letter paper inside.

"Hey, what's the matter with such a natural look? This is my personal privacy."

At the end of the season, he ran over to try to snatch the letter back from his mother.Mother moved very quickly to protect the letter on her stomach, and raised her head with the melancholy look of Daiyu burying flowers.

"Hey, why do you say that I moved from home to live near the school for thousands of miles? Isn't it for you? But now you are getting more and more estranged from me.

Maybe I shouldn't have come to this place in the first place, I shouldn't have guarded you like this every day, I shouldn't..."

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, you see, you see." At the end of the season, he raised his hands and surrendered.

The melancholy on mother's face dissipated instantly, she smiled slyly, spread out the letter paper and read it seriously.

At the end of the season, she couldn't laugh or cry, she did this trick every time, but she just couldn't do anything about her.After all, her mother's smile is what she wants to protect most in this life.

But what exactly did Li Xiaozhu write? Ji Mo took a chair and sat next to her mother, and read it with her.

Mom carefully read the three pieces of letter paper twice, then excitedly patted her on the shoulder and sighed incoherently: "Look at you, how reasonable your writing is. You are a kid who likes to dig into corners and tell you many times. Important, happy is more important.

This is such a good boy, you should thank him well.Oh, this, what a wonderful child, next time you have a chance, you must call her home for a meal..."

All of the above was told to me at the end of the season after a long time.

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