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My good friend

author:i hidden in the wild

«Friends»

The first time I saw her, it was when I was in the first grade, Qi Qi's bangs, qi ear short hair, talking apricot core eyes, smiling sweetly, Buddha said, see the people you like, you are good friends in your last life, as the Buddha said, we really have a relationship!

I noticed that the teacher named, Xu Ying, she stood up and answered loudly: To, the name is also good, I often go to her house to write homework, we finished homework, she began to draw comics, I was responsible for her comic writing, she drew a primary school student, I wrote, Xiaoming listened to the teacher's words, to do good people, she then drew, he came to the road, saw the children, wanted to lead the children across the road, but the children ran quickly, she drew a grandmother standing on the side of the road, I wrote, Xiaoming wanted to help the grandmother cross the road, She drew the grandmother to push Xiaoming again, the grandmother said, I don't want to cross the road, pushed Xiaoming to the middle of the road, only to be hit by a rushing carriage, hurried to the hospital.....

After making up this comic and story, we both laughed and were very happy!

When we were young, there was no class on Wednesday afternoon, we both finished our homework, Xu Ying took me to the Liansheng store in Daonan to read the picture book, it seemed to be five cents to see an afternoon, she looked first, I sat on a small bench and waited, she read a book, handed it to me, we have been watching in that small shop for an afternoon, since then, I have an interest in reading, this hobby has accompanied me all my life, it is not an exaggeration to say, Xu Ying, is my reading enlightenment teacher.

One day, Xu Ying asked me to come to her house to write homework, after writing homework, she took out crayon color, said that we don't draw pencil comics today, she just learned a children's song, found a picture book, and wrote it neatly.

Ying Yingchen read the Willow Riverside,

The voice was sweeter than that lark.

Willow clapped her hands,

Bookmark a leaf.

Then in the blank space, paint the willow tree, draw the river, draw the yingying who reads, I helped to paint the willow tree with green leaves, painted the river with a clear splash, painted the yingying with red clothes, and since then, I have fallen in love with painting, poetry, and life!

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