从上小学的时候起,我就爱写些东西,虽然并不是特别好,但至少还能够看得下去。甚至有一次,弄出一篇关于肯德基的诗,居然得到老师的大加赞赏,于是便有些得意,直到我进入初中。不记得那次作文的题目是什么了,总之当时就觉得自己断然编不出什么得意的文字,于是便胡乱写了一通。第二天交作文时,自知写得不好,便把我的作文本夹在中间。然而下课时,老师点到了我的名字,让我去和她谈话。 Since I was in elementary school, I love to write something, though not particularly good, but at least I can still see it. Even once, I came up with a poem about KFC and actually got a great appreciation from my teacher. So I got a bit of satisfaction until I entered junior high school. I do not remember what the title of the essay was. In short, I felt I could not categorically write what I was proud of, and I wrote a random sketch. The next day when I wrote the essay, knowing I was not well-prepared, I clutched my composition. However, when the get out of class was over, the teacher clicked my name and let me talk to her.