6月22日晴我有一本神奇的记事本,她收藏着生活的美丽。偶然翻到一页,那是一段温馨的时光。初一的期中考试,我因为发烧,从考场一回来就趴在课桌上。那一刻,我是多么无奈而无助啊!我眼睛模模糊糊的,同学们的身影渐渐从眼前消失,我感到很孤独。就在我半睡半醒之际,一个矮矮胖胖的身影渐渐靠近我,他用粗糙的手掌抚摸着我的额头。我尽力睁开眼睛,看着那模糊的脸,虽然他平时严肃的表情依然未变,但是 June 22 Clear I have a magical notebook, she collection of the beauty of life. Occasionally turned to a page, it is a warm time. Midterm exam of the first day, because of fever, I came back from the examination room lying on the desk. At that moment, how helpless and helpless I am! My eyes are vague, and my classmates gradually disappear from my eyes. I feel lonely. As I was asleep, a short, chubby figure approached me, stroking my forehead with a rough palm. I tried my best to open my eyes and look at the vague face. Although his usual serious expression remained unchanged,