I looked at his sincere look and couldn't bear to say bad words... "Well, I'm sorry, I can't... I..."
"Classmate Qian, I am very talented. I wrote a poem for you. [Source of this book www.
"Poetry??" I widened my eyes. Is there anyone who writes this kind of thing to express love these days?
"Yeah, yeah, a poem that is as good as that written by the poets Li Bai, Du Fu and the Poetry Immortal!" He boasted, his face full of acne beaming with joy...
"Then... well, you read it and listen to it." I feel ashamed. Are there any people so arrogant?[
"Yeah!" The boy with acne on his face happily took out a piece of paper from his pocket, "Ahem." He cleared his throat and began to recite passionately, "I can't forget it at the first sight, I forget it.
I can't forget you, I really can't forget you, how can I forget you."
"Pfft -" I almost spit out the juice I just put into my mouth. This...is this also called poetry?
"What? What's wrong?"
"Um, no...it's nothing." I still couldn't bear to hit the boy, so I said again, "It's well written, very neat, and very talented."
"Really, really?" The boy smiled with joy as if he had eaten bee poop...
My head was covered with black lines, and I was extremely speechless, "Yes, yes."
"Then Qian Qian, let me compose another improvised song for you!"
"...still, still coming?"
"Yeah!" After the boy answered, he read again, "When I see you, I laugh. When I see you, I eat. I would rather become a pig, a pig with no roots!"
"Hahahahahahaha-" I laughed too much now, "Hahahaha, classmate, hello, good talent! If you develop well, it is definitely a opponent of Shenyang, hahahaha-" I
I was holding my stomach that hurt from laughing, and tears were about to burst out from my eyes.