She was two years older than me and had come to school with her sister. There are many such people in the class, perhaps because the countryside is afraid that young children will not be taken care of when they go to school, and they are usually brought by their sisters, but they sacrifice their sister's time for a year.
In the countryside there are many such sisters and sisters, brothers and sisters or brothers and sisters in a class. Especially when I was studying, it was particularly popular, and it also made my inattentive brother suffer a lot. At that time, because the teacher especially liked to give others a punishment model for copying the original language, I didn't care very much at that time.
It was the hobby of the class teacher, and I liked to stay in the church.
When we first met, it was also at that time that she introduced herself.
"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Yifeng. My sister's name is Zhang Erfeng. ”
In the summer of 2005, she was already a young girl. If it hadn't happened next, she and I would still be friends without talking.
It rained that pedi class and went back to the classroom. I don't know who pushed me behind my back, so that I had zero contact with her directly.
After she got up on the ground, she didn't say anything and went back to her seat, and I didn't have time to apologize.
I don't know how much this will affect my future career. On the surface, I don't know, but the people in the class are constantly talking. I don't know when it started, but I enjoyed watching her quietly, including her every move.
The turning point of the story was because the singing began, and Tingting, the literary and art committee member of our class, always taught us to sing lilacs. If you don't learn it, you have to stay and sing. I remember that at that time, the literary and art committee always taught us to sing Eason Chan for ten years, and that song later.