There is no limit to the subject matter, it can be narrative, poetry, or prose.
Liu Lele bit the tip of her pen. What kind of question is this? The score for the Chinese composition this time is quite high. In the past, it was always 20 points, but this time, the score for the composition topic has reached 30 points.
Fish and lotus?
How should she write? She likes fish, especially sweet and sour fish fillets, as long as the fish doesn't have bones. She also likes lotus root, which is delicious when cooked. However, her mother often fries it until it turns black, unlike the white kind sold elsewhere. Her mother says that the white kind should not be eaten because it is poisonous.
Is it really poisonous? Or why not write that lotus root is poisonous?
But she was afraid that the teacher would beat her if she wrote something that had no scientific basis.
What should I write about? What kind of fish is delicious? What does a fish bone look like? What should I do if a fish bone gets stuck in my throat?
What could she do? How would she know what to do?
Forget it, let's do the first part first. After answering a few questions, Liu Lele suddenly remembered a story Liu Jing had once told her. At that time, she felt that the story was really nice and sad, and the beauty was heartbreaking.
Why not write this? Doesn’t she want to write another ending?
Well, that's it.
Liu Lele no longer thought about the previous things. She started by writing the composition, which was worth 30 points. She was a slow writer to begin with, and the composition was the subject she was most concerned about procrastinating on.
As long as you write the composition well, you won’t have to worry about anything else.
She gritted her teeth and wrote a few words neatly on it.
I am a blue lotus in front of the Buddha.
I am a blue lotus before the Buddha, quietly watching the world, day after day, watching so many people reincarnate again and again, repeating the stories of their past lives. I don't understand why, when the opportunity is right in front of them, they are unwilling to give up the worldly world.
Liu Lele wrote word by word. She used to feel like she was squeezing toothpaste, but now her words flowed like a spring and her ideas were endless.
Even her hands were faster than her brain thought.
Until she stopped writing, she found that she had actually finished half of the paper, and she was so moved that she shed tears.
She wiped her tears with her hands. Really, she was so moved that she cried.
The invigilator on the side saw Liu Lele wiping tears from time to time, and didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Poor kid, he even cried during the exam. How much does he not like studying?
Or, let her copy some?
The invigilators were a little reluctant.
There is another teacher here, so even if she wanted to let us off, it would be impossible.
In the examination room next door, Liu Jing finished answering the previous questions. Her gaze stopped at the last essay question. She couldn't help but pursed her lips slightly. She didn't know who had set this question. It could be said that such a question had very few limitations. You could write whatever you wanted. It depends on how many points the teacher will give you.
She took the pen and wrote a line on the paper.
In the North Sea there lived a fish called Kun. Kun was so large, no one knew how many thousand miles it might be. It transformed into a bird called Peng. Peng's back was so vast, no one knew how many thousand miles it might be. When it soared in anger, its wings seemed like clouds drooping from the sky...
The final exams lasted for two days, and school was over on the afternoon of the second day. The results would be out in a week, and of course they would have their final holiday. Then, in less than a month, it would be the Chinese New Year. Whether they could have a good New Year would depend on the results. Whether they would have a New Year full of laughter or one full of fights and beatings would all depend on this exam.
"Liu Jing, do you have any plans for the holiday?"
Liu Lele also felt relieved after the exam. No matter how well she did, it was over now. This was the good thing about her. She never worried about these things. For example, other people would still be bothered by whether a question was right or wrong after the exam, but she didn't. She still ate and played as usual.
Anyway, just be happy now. Even if you get beaten tomorrow, that’s tomorrow’s thing.
Liu Jing turned around and asked, "What are your plans?"
"It's just a holiday."
"Have a holiday?"
Liu Jing never knew what to do during a vacation. At this time in her previous life, she was already living in the Xu family. In the Xu family, she had no vacation time. Every day, there was endless work to do, endless dishes and clothes to wash, and no time for herself. What else could she plan?
"Yes, it's vacation." Liu Lele put his hand on Liu Liang's shoulder, "I'm going on a trip, do you want to come with me?"
Liu Liang stretched out a finger and poked Liu Lele's forehead.
"Liu Lele, finish the papers I gave you."
The corners of Liu Lele's mouth twitched involuntarily. She couldn't finish the homework during the winter vacation. There were three big books full of papers, and she hadn't finished half of them yet. Those papers were boring and tedious. She felt sleepy every time she saw them.
If she really finishes it, she won't be able to go anywhere during this winter vacation.
Liu Liang didn't say anything more to Liu Lele. She picked up her schoolbag and left. This winter vacation was very important to her, especially during the days leading up to the Chinese New Year, which was the best time to sell cloth flowers.
This may be the time when she makes the most money in a year.
As for Liu Lele, playing is her nature, but when to play and when not to play? She must know in her heart that if she doesn't have that self-awareness, then don't blame her.
Liu Lele went home listlessly carrying his schoolbag.
When Liu's mother saw Liu Lele's miserable look, she guessed that she didn't do well in the exam. She was anxious, but there was nothing she could do. Alas, the child's brain was not good enough, and it really wasn't her fault.
Liu Lele took out the papers from her schoolbag and really wanted to throw them into the trash can, but in the end she didn't. She lay on the table and started doing the questions.
Finish it early and pass the test early. She knows Liu Liang's temper. If she really goes out to play and doesn't do these papers, she may have nothing to eat in the next semester. She is used to eating delicacies from land and sea, and she can no longer eat those steamed buns and pickles.
The food in the small restaurants outside the school may not be as delicious as the steamed buns and pickles.
She was wondering what Liu Liang was doing now. Needless to say, she was also doing practice questions.
At this time, Liu Lele's eyes were on doing questions. Liu Jing, a studious classmate, was sitting at the table. There were several piles of neatly folded cloth on the table, and next to her was a bamboo basket. The bamboo basket was filled with ready-made cloth flowers, mostly red and pink.
The door outside opened. Zhou Lanping put down his bag, pulled a chair and sat down.
"I've already made an appointment with your Aunt Qin to get us some red cloth. She said that the New Year is coming soon, and the factory is preparing to make a large batch of red cloth. They said that the cloth will be ready in about three days."
"This time we owe you Aunt Qin again."
"Mom, just give Xiaoze more New Year's money."
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