秋天里的落叶，枯藤老树昏鸦，小桥流水人家，大雁排成行，枫叶展开了害羞的脸。那是一个鸟语花香的一天，梦里有时就像过不去的大河，忽远忽近，就像是苍苍茫茫的大海一样，那就像一颗珍珠滴在时间的大海里，眉毛舒展了，只是在那一刻，柳树还没展开四肢……
Fallen leaves in autumn, withered vines, old trees, crows, small bridges, flowing water, homes, geese lined up, maple leaves unfolded their shy faces. It was a day filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Sometimes in my dreams, it felt like an insurmountable river, far and near, like a vast ocean. It was like a pearl dripping into the sea of time, and my eyebrows relaxed. However, at that moment, the willow tree had not yet spread its limbs; …
夏天已经过去了，那时我有一个搞笑又活泼的同桌，他总是什么都知道，但他害怕考试考不好。为什么我的头脑没有他好，我总是很烦恼。
Summer has passed, and at that time I had a funny and lively desk mate who always knew everything, but he was afraid of not doing well in exams. Why is my mind not as good as his? I am always troubled.
他喜欢秋天，我喜欢夏天。我们一个像夏天，一个像秋天，他是一个话语不多的男孩，可他心地善良。我们有一个严格的语文老师和一个脾气大的数学老师，有一次他傻乎乎地忘记交作业了，没错，我的预测肯定他没交，我早预备好给他写完，他不知道，老师说：“你站着干嘛？”“老师，我没写完作业……”“这不是交了吗？坐下！”他迷迷糊糊地坐下了，他一直默默地帮着我，我也在帮他。
He likes autumn, and I like summer. We are like summer and autumn, he is a boy with few words, but he has a kind heart. We have a strict Chinese teacher and a hot tempered math teacher. Once, he foolishly forgot to submit his homework. Yes, my prediction was that he definitely didn't submit it. I had prepared to finish it for him, but he didn't know. The teacher said; Why are you standing there? ” “ Teacher, I haven't finished my homework yet; … ” “ Isn't this supposed to be handed over? sit down! ” He sat down groggily, silently helping me, and I was also helping him.
有一次，数学老师在讲课，他和前面的两同学在捣乱，老师骂他一顿，他没有认真听讲，班长天天说他，还有几个女生总嘲笑他。他每天总迟到，我在帮他写数学练习册，他成绩不错，有好几个女生都告诫我，别帮他，他在利用你，他一点也不好。我沉默了，没说话。最近老师一直批评他，我在扫地时发现了有只笔，我就问那个胖子说这是你的吗？他瞪着眼说：“笨蛋，你同桌也笨蛋！”我正要开始发愁，我同桌听到后过来让我起开，直接把他踢得鬼哭狼嚎的。老师知道后，又批评了他。
Once, while the math teacher was giving a lecture, he and the two classmates in front of him were causing trouble. The teacher scolded him, but he didn't listen attentively. The class monitor criticized him every day, and a few girls kept mocking him. He is always late every day, and I am helping him write his math workbook. His grades are good, and several girls have warned me not to help him. He is using you, and he is not good at all. I fell silent and didn't speak. Recently, the teacher has been criticizing him. While sweeping the floor, I found a pen and asked the chubby guy if it belonged to you? He stared and said, '; Stupid, your desk mate is also stupid! ” I was about to start worrying when my desk mate came over and asked me to kick him up, causing him to scream and scream. After learning about it, the teacher criticized him again.
我把他练习册上没写的打上对勾了，老师发现后气冲冲地说：“还不好好学习，明天请你家长过来，这到底谁画的？说话！”我脸红地说：“老……老师，是我。”他却勇敢地说：“老师，是我画的！”他被训了一顿，但是我画的是他做过的，却被他误解为是我全部画的，我一直都不明白，不知如何解释，他反过来对我说：“你不是我同桌，我讨厌你，走开！”可我却很伤心，后来他知道是几个女生捣的鬼，他很生气，于是音乐老师放几首歌，他才叹了口气。
I checked what wasn't written in his workbook, and the teacher was furious when he found out, saying:; Don't study hard yet. Please invite your parents over tomorrow. Who drew this? Speak up! ” I blushed and said, '; Old… … Teacher, it's me. ” But he bravely said, '; Teacher, it was me who drew it! ” He was scolded, but what I drew was what he had done before, which he misunderstood as all of my drawings. I never understood and didn't know how to explain it. He turned around and said to me:; You're not my desk mate, I hate you, go away! ” But I was very sad. Later, he found out that it was a few girls who did it, and he was very angry. So the music teacher played a few songs, and he sighed.
后来我主动解释道：“对不起，我不应该画你练习册。”他说：“我已经知道不是你干的了。”“那你可以原谅我吗？”他微微一笑，就像整个世界开满了花，愿下不为例吧！这时我才眉头舒展了，他捂着嘴笑着说：“我偷看了你的日记，日记里写的都是我吧？”他眉头也舒展了，笑了又笑。
Later, I took the initiative to explain: '; Sorry, I shouldn't have drawn your workbook. ” He said, '; I already know it wasn't you who did it. ” “ Can you forgive me? ” He smiled faintly, as if the whole world was in full bloom. May this never happen again! At this moment, my brow relaxed, and he covered his mouth with a smile and said; I stole a peek at your diary. Is everything written about me in the diary? ” His brow also relaxed, laughing and laughing again.