A one-day tour of Meitan is 600 words.

Another late autumn afternoon, leaning against the window alone, accompanied by the "golden butterfly" flying in the sky, I was fascinated by this book. Suddenly a leaf slipped from the book and burned red.

Maple Leaf? I cried in surprise. This is a long-lost maple leaf-a witness to my friendship with him. Two years ago, I couldn't help watching it again

It's also a rainy day. I sat in the classroom, looking at a thick Jay album on my desk.

It's getting dark, and you're sitting next to me without saying a word. I don't know why since the Chao incident, the distance between you and me seems far away.

"Whose cd is this?" I don't know when the old class stood at my desk. I was shocked! You are not allowed to listen to CDs in class! I was thinking about how to speak, but you stood up and said, "teacher, this is my cd."

I froze! I don't know what it's like to see you called to the office. Why do you always have to stand up and protect me? You were called a parent, but you smiled and told me it was okay. Looking at your back, I want to cry, I want to!

When you came back from the office, there were tears in the corner of your eyes. You didn't say anything, but I have something on my mind.

"Why are you always so kind to me?" "I don't know!" "You say! Why? " "Do you really want to hear it?" "Well" "Because I don't want you to get hurt."

This is the answer that has been given to me. I tried to understand you, your every word, your every smile, but in the end it was in vain!