| Read: Elementary school, I had a bad things - hard to send love letters. Say me, but not I write content. The thing is adjustable desk, one day little M and C come my home to play, they are chatting with me chatting suddenly talk to a few girls in the class. M at the mention of small core hearts always extremely hyperactive, pupils are all in the pink. Small c occasionally make anthomaniac. I watched the two guy chatter and heart for skin ship between men and women around the dream. Suddenly feel that they is no promise. "I want to write a letter for the small rui!" Small M suddenly announced. But I feel insecure. Small c are encouraged. Think twice before, they decided to send in the end. "But who send?" Said the little M. "Nonsense, of course, is that you send!" I said. Small m seem to struggle to office furniture. "Why don't we scissors stone cloth, who lost to" small c proposal. "This method is good" Small m echo. "I don't do it, your writing is a gift, too ridiculous" soon when I throw out this sentence, I began to regret. I am too underestimate small c and m a manipulative ability. So, in the next atmosphere of gossip, I jump by their uniforms. And the angel of puzzling became the messenger. Because before I deliver letters, small m with brothers sisters such drama threatening, say what not to help him deliver letters is I don't attach importance to friendship. It was a hot afternoon, after school, sunset light in every corner of the campus still linger. I am uneasy and nervous mood came to the window of the classroom culturelle, because I know that day is a small column on duty so I hide on the outside looking for the opportunity to deliver letters. "Core" to sweep the floor in the classroom I made a small core "come here" gesture. Her serious walking to the window. "What is it" she asked. "This is a small m" to you I have in my hand took out the feel of damp. I saw her without a word from my hands took the letter, then to shreds in the floating dust in the air. In the debris falling on the ground that a few seconds, I suddenly felt very embarrassed. I don't know why. That kind of feeling is like being poured a basin of cold water, although self-esteem was not completely break, but the feeling of cold still here and there at your fingertips. Dazed and confused, the growth of road long and far away. Young and small mind for the first time realized the complex mood after being rejected. Although is a form of indirect electrical desk, but it is deep-rooted.
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