THE STORY OF MY DESKMATE
That sit at the same table,grow very cute.The table,is very clever.
That sit at the same table,give me a beautiful happy memories.
Look around the table with serious of geometrical figure,I think of that sit at the same table...Remember just sit together with her seat rows,secretly see her for her,I have any impression.But I don't know whether the male chauvinism,the heart to give her a run.But I got the wrong person!Unexpectedly,she is a real man."" Siva Go for wool and come home shorn.So,I met my deskmate."the opposite."
She's very well,especially English,she and I just a than illiterate.At school she ranking is,at least,I think so.I just sit and classmates,she always gave me that she and her predecessor.How funny deskmate class Then I thought:do you like your former table!.But is not dare say."I thought it not bad,your former table?" Her behavior stimulated my self-esteem.I always comfort:she's not intentionally.Ah...Later I grew accustomed to the blow.She is really a lovely darling female.Listen carefully in class,of course it is not familiar with me.And I know that my mother after!During class,from her mouth,I heard a lot of gossip,standard one encyclopaedia.Her work neatly and also very correct.Every time I think she would come,taking 1:why don't you write your own?Then I'll borrow my RuanMoYingPao under copy,it to her 100 try.She is too simple...In the next half semester,I and she day of class,say orphean dot is not good,discuss the problem!You can guess,I embarrassedly say.I a shy.Our relationship that is fine.
Finally,it is due to the classmate seats.The teacher gave me a seat adjustable.Although face cheerful,but not very.I think she and I sat down and learning table,but changed seats,I don't want to learn...Miss that steal her pen with day...