House Dad’s Literary Life

The heat brought by Otaru is slowly declining. By the Wednesday of the new week, the number of children who came to visit other classes because of curiosity was much less.

I didn't have the same name as the first week. I couldn't do without the name of Xiao Yan. She took care of Xiao Xiao with her team members yesterday and entrusted it to the new team today.

In the second class after the second class, I took a scorpion and greeted several small partners and went downstairs to play together.

This small team of shuttlecocks was not able to organize last week because of the relationship between Xiaoyan, and these days have been intermittent, and have not played together for a long time. This time, the call of sly, a lot of people came at once, even Nan Zhaoyu, who usually does not like sports, ran to kick the scorpion.

The little friends kicked the scorpion happily, suddenly Lanxin thought of something, and her big voice said: "Sister Xiaowei, can I ask you a question?"

Yu Xiaowei looked over and looked forward with some positive expression: "Yes!"

She still hopes to help her good friends.

"Yes, is your teacher asking you to write a diary?" Lan Xin slightly gasped, kicking the scorpion was a little tired for her, but fortunately, she could insist, just gasping and complaining, "we The teacher is too bad. After the spring tour, we will start to write a diary and add another homework."

Yu Xiaowei hasn't answered yet. Chen Shiyun, next to him, has a bright eye. Like finding a friend, he nodded and complained: "Yes right! Our class is also going to write a diary. My teacher wants my mother to supervise me."

Chen Shiyun showed a deep hateful appearance, but at this moment, Chen Shiyun and Lan Xin were rarely able to reach a consensus.

After Yu Xiaowei and the two of them finished talking, they whispered: "Xiner, Shiyun, I also want to write a diary. However, it is very interesting to write a diary. I prefer to write a diary than doing homework!" ”

For Xiao Wei, the diary is a small world of hers. Here, she can put down all the restraints, as if the little fish returned to the ocean, they can release their thoughts as much as they can.

A bit like 曦曦?

But in fact, she is still very different from her, and she likes to record her colorful life, while Yu Weiwei likes to write some small stories in her mind in the diary, real life. Rarely involved, at most for nearly half a year, her handwriting has some interesting things about these good friends, or more of her family's puppy noodles.

Perhaps it is also related to her introverted past. The girls who usually read books and read various story books are filled with many whimsical stories.

Not to mention so much, listening to the discussion of the little friends, rubbing his eyes, could not help but also participated in: "I also like to write a diary! Because writing a diary is very interesting, you can write a lot of stories, so that is not Will forget it!"

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"Hey, I didn't receive it!" He responded and screamed with regret.

There are no physical education classes today, so I wear a more comfortable and nice dark red grille strap school uniform skirt.

In fact, for the safety of the school girls, the school uniform skirt of Huijia Primary School was designed with a long seven-point skirt and a short-legged girl, which may have to be worn as a growth skirt.

It’s just that the length of the legs is quite awkward, and it’s a bit longer than the girl of the same length, so the one that I’m wearing can only touch her knees.

Fortunately, at home, Murphy has paid great attention to the education of behaving behaviors, especially when wearing skirts, many taboos and demands are all overwhelming.

Therefore, when I saw the little girl seeing the scorpion fall, she bent down and squatted, while her left hand pressed the skirt, her legs were close together, one leg was flat, and one leg was down, only to get close to the scorpion, the right hand would It picks up.

Very standard movements, I am sure that I don't think so quickly about the problems that I will go out of, but these are good habits that I cultivate every day. I don't even think about it, I know that I will hold down my skirt.

Speaking very long, actually very fast, picked up the scorpion, if nothing has continued to kick with the friends, and the discussion about the diary is still in full swing.

Nan Zhaoyu scratched his head and said to Lan Ying, who was embarrassed. "Xinger, I started to write a diary very early! Because my dad taught me to write, then let me write a diary."

Lan Xin pouted and said with a sullen mood: "You are different! Your father is a very powerful calligrapher, so you are not afraid to write. I see those words are a headache, I don't know what to write."

Yu Xiaowei silently caught the scorpion flying next to him, first stabilized it, then kicked it to the cockroach, and said softly: "Xiner, we have to write a diary! Because I don't know how to write, so I have to Write a lot, so we understand!"

After all, it is a big sister who is two years older. Yu Xiaowei’s thoughts are higher than the first-year children.

I actually want to talk, but because she is popular among so many friends, when everyone kicks the scorpion, there is a high probability that the scorpion will be kicked to her. After all, people’s subconscious mind is close to themselves. The closest person.

Therefore, she was just preparing to speak. The nephew who was kicked by Xiao Wei interrupted her again. She had to close her mouth and try to pick up the scorpion first.

This is going to ruin the little girl!

"I have to write a diary! Then, my father said, if I don't know what to write, I can write what I read today." Yang Qiqi also said with Xiao Wei, whispered.

"Hey, Kiki, I told you, I have a way, I will write the TV I watched today!" Lu Xiaoyu got inspiration from Yang Qiqi, and said with a brow.

Finally, I kicked the scorpion out and found the opportunity to speak. Moreover, the dialogue of this little friend also gave her a lot of inspiration.

"I know, I know!" Hexi looked out and took Lanxin and said, "Xiner, you can write, what you have eaten today! You have a lot of things to write!" ”

It seems that the content is also very thin, but not every child's diary is as complicated as 曦曦, the first-year child's diary request is actually very low, a few words can be regarded as a day's diary!

Lan Xin lingered for a while, and her face appeared a pleasant surprise. She cried, "Yeah! I can write delicious food! I have a lot of delicious food. I can write this today... My father brought it back from Guangdong Province. Dried pork, then you can write delicious tomorrow..."

She also counted.

"Then, what do I write? I don't read books, I have to write TV." Chen Shiyun saw Lan Xin's difficulties solved, and some anxiously asked.

"No, I have already written to watch TV." Lu Xiaoyu said, "You can't write the same as me."

Hearing, I felt that something was wrong. When I thought about it, I understood it. She said: "Hey, little fish, it doesn't matter, you are not the same as Chen Shiyun's TV."

"Yes!" Lu Xiaoyu wanted to understand this time. She scratched her head and smiled embarrassedly. "That cloud, you can write TV!"