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I¡¯m an university student. I once think life at the university must be excellent, and now I have changed my mind . I had three roommate, and I was the last one to move in the dormitory. Last term, I got along peacefully and happy. But I find they are willing to be with me now. They don¡¯t talk with me, and they have become colder towards me than ago. Many times, I wanted to talk with them about how I felt, but I failed to find an opening. I have been feeling sad and lonely. Although I am an honest student, but I can¡¯t win true friendship.
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It was snowing heavily Monday morning. Li Hua was at the bus stop, waited for Bus No.601 to go to school. After the while, the bus came and she got on it. There are many passengers in the bus. Some were talking but some were looking out of the windows. Suddenly the bus stopped. The driver turned around and said, ¡°Sorry. The bus has been broken down. Please get off and help push the bus.¡± When we heard this, Li Hua and the other passenger got off the bus. They worked hardly together, pushing the bus slowly backward. Soon the bus was running again. All the passengers were smiling and the sun was shining.

 

 

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