My youth is like a shower, I haven’t even gotten wet yet, and it’s sunny again.

Elementary school has graduated and junior high school time has arrived!

I was admitted to Dacheng Middle School. Dacheng Middle School, yes, my innocence stopped here and I began to understand the adult world.

Well, first of all, to my surprise, I entered the key class, Grade 1 and Grade 2. This class, what should I say? I don’t know how to put it.

The life in junior high school is very different from the life in elementary school. I want to own a bicycle, go home from school every afternoon, take a shower and eat, and then go to school again, which is called half board. That is, I eat at school at noon and go home to eat in the evening. Like this The rhythm still needs a long time for me to adapt.

The head teacher who taught me at that time was a very old grandfather-like teacher. For some reason, I forgot his name.

He is the first teacher to say that my handwriting is too square. He thinks that my handwriting should be a little softer. Indeed, the handwriting I practice is all square and regular, just like my I don’t have a smooth personality. After some writing training from him, my handwriting started to become a little softer in the too square strokes. In other words, my personality also started to become a bit smooth.

The math teacher is a female teacher in her thirties. Although she likes to dress up, she still looks like she is in her thirties. She is very scary in the minds of many classmates. Of course, I am also afraid of her. Because, she is indeed very scary!

My English teacher was originally taught by a male teacher, but not long after I started teaching, he was replaced by a female teacher. Unexpectedly, this female teacher turned out to be the wife of my sixth-grade physical education teacher. It seems that there is some connection.

There are more courses in junior high school than in primary school, including politics, history, geography, and biology. Oh, and English too. I didn’t learn English in elementary school. It’s not that I didn’t learn it, but when I was in third grade and promoted to fourth grade, I was in third grade. I just started teaching English, so I didn’t have to learn it. I don’t know if my classmates who repeated the third grade at that time were lucky.

I don't understand any of these new courses. I learn them all by listening to stories.

The road to learning is still bumpy!

My English is really bad! The English teacher asked me a very simple question in English, which was to answer what color the chalk she was holding was. But I didn’t know how to...

It feels so uncomfortable to have the whole class staring at me, and my ears feel very hot. It's still the same situation, I'm relatively slow... I haven't been exposed to it for a long time, so I won't understand it so quickly. It's like some questions in fourth grade mathematics. I didn’t understand how to do it until I was in the second grade of junior high school. Think about it, how many years have I been slow?

My math scores were not high in the key classes, and I was often asked by the math teacher to go to the grade room for guidance. I cried every time, and I was a child who cried easily. But if my math scores were placed in an ordinary class, they would be considered excellent. Yes.

It seems that there is a big difference in mentality due to different positioning! The math teacher always compares our class with the class next door that is also a key class. In the end, our class is always the worse. Alas, it is so shocking! To be honest, Class 1 was indeed powerful enough. After all, the girl I later fell in love with was in that class. When we were in the first grade of junior high school, we didn’t even know each other existed.

The physical education class in the first grade of junior high school completely made me see how weak my physique was. Because I was already weak and sick, and when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, the school had to build a new teaching building and the playground was closed, which led to me I have lost several years of physical exercise. Therefore, can I not be in poor physical condition?

It took me ten seconds to run the 50-meter run, and I was the slowest runner among the boys in the class! I couldn’t even throw a medicine ball within four meters, but someone had the same problem as me. Sen was a very good student in the class at that time.

He also looks very thin, and like me at that time, a little squeamish. Looking back now, he actually looks like Yang Mi. If he wears a wig, I guarantee that he will be a little Yang Mi. Just kidding! However,

Really similar!

New things and new knowledge began to slowly penetrate into my mind.

The day of ideological renewal has arrived! I will no longer be completely innocent!

Youth will tell you what little evil is.

It would be great if you don’t want to grow up and don’t change anything. When I just entered adolescence, I always thought this way.

Why don’t you want to grow up? Because the feeling of being protected and loved is very happy. I don’t want to lose that happiness, so I don’t want to grow up.

Of course, there is another aspect that makes me not want to grow up. What aspect? Well, the things written below may involve topics that everyone is a little avoidable and a little embarrassed about. If you don’t want to touch these topics, it’s best to

Stop looking down.

Well, yes, there are physiological effects.

I have had a mentality of pursuing perfection since I was a child, and this mentality extends to my physiology. Because I don’t grow up mentally and like to be a child all my life, so I really don’t want my body to change. That is, I don’t want to grow up or grow taller.

Gao has always remained the same. When I was a child, I imagined that when I was in junior high school and my body was still like a child's, others would say: "Wow, you are in junior high school at such a young age? So sharp!" I'm good!

I have been immersed in this fantasy for a long time...

How has the psychology of perfection affected my psychology?

Back when I was in the first grade, Uncle Ah had to work in the fields every day and he sweated a lot, so Uncle Ah usually didn’t wear a shirt. When taking a nap, Uncle Ah liked to sleep with his palms behind his head, and I would sleep there.

He was watching blankly. What were he looking at? He wasn’t looking at my uncle sleeping, but the hair on my uncle’s armpits. I was very curious at the time, so I looked at it carefully for a long time, and then gently removed it with my hands.

Pull it out twice.

Then, he opened his clothes and looked at his armpits, and asked Uncle Ah doubtfully: "Uncle, why do you have hairy underarms? I don't have hairy underarms."

Uncle Ah replied a little sleepily: "You will get it when you grow up." Then he went to sleep.

Ah? I will have it when I grow up? No, it’s so ugly! I don’t want to grow up!

What makes me so obsessed with pursuing perfection is that, alas, I don’t even want my good Chinese brother to grow up. Because I found that when many boys wear tight pants, that part of the pants will highlight some shapes. I don’t like it very much.

Although I was stupid at that time, my conservative ability was by no means inferior to that of a girl.

I won't let go of any physical flaws that may make others discover it, and I also pay great attention to my image. For example, many girls pick things up by bending over directly, that is, without squatting down. This action is both

It is possible for people to see what you don't want others to see, and it lacks aesthetic feeling. It is very unimageable for girls to pick things up like this. Girls should squat down gently and bend slightly to pick up things.

I don’t know if I noticed it myself from watching TV or if it was taught by my sister. Anyway, when I pick things up, I usually squat down to pick them up. Therefore, I am a very conservative person. As a result, it is a bit unacceptable psychologically.

My physical changes. Of course, there were no changes when I was a child. My thoughts will slowly change as I grow up.

No matter how much I don’t want to grow up, I’m still in junior high school. Phew, biology class is a magical class that changed a lot of my thoughts. It’s also a class that many students in the class find embarrassing.

The biology teacher is a handsome new guy. He teaches biology and is a bit calm, but embarrassment still comes to him.

I remember that when I opened the picture of the human body in my biology textbook, I was shocked and quickly closed the textbook.

There are two reasons. One is because I am afraid that if I look at you for a long time, others will say you are lustful. I am very face-saving, how can I be said like that? The second is because 90% of the female classmates have closed their books.

Yes, that biology class was about the life of men and women. At that time, many male students laughed and teased the female students sitting next to them. As for the female students, almost all of them avoided that page. Because That page happened to have pictures of men and women being born.zhi.qi. There were no pagination. So many female students either stopped reading and only listened to the teacher, or they took a book to read the male students.zhi.qi. The diagram is covered.

I think it's quite funny. What about me? Alas! What a wretched representative.

Take a sneak peek, then look at the blackboard. Look at the blackboard, then take a sneak peek. Repeat until your curiosity is satisfied.

After taking biology classes for a period of time, I learned a lot of physiological knowledge that I didn't know before. Phew, my mind needs to be reformed!

It turns out that girls also have hairy armpits. The moment I found out, I collapsed!

I have thought since I was a child that women are the most beautiful and pure beauties in the world, without any flaws. Because I saw some women wearing off-the-shoulder clothes on TV with no hairy armpits, I thought all women were like this. However, The biology class gave me the truth, which I found hard to accept.

The perfect psychology begins to fragment little by little. However, the thoughts of childhood can only represent childhood. Again, thoughts will slowly change as they continue to grow.

At that time, I only knew the physiological knowledge, but I had not verified it yet.

Adolescence is also driven by this knowledge, making the brainstorm more intense!

My vision began to change its angle, with analysis, imagination, and flavor.
Chapter completed!