She, yesterday She was a pretty girl, I knew. Yesterday on the sport meeting, I saw her. She ,who had short hair, was in a dark green clothes, black shorts and black-and-white nail shoes, standing on the runway, with a face full of sunshine. She was taking part in the 1500 meters running competition. She did not see me. I knew she was in class 21----one of the association football class in our school while I was in class5 ---- a class couldn't be more than general at school. I believed she couldn't know me... “Beng” ! the gun went off. She sped on the runway, like a beautiful horse. When all runners ran three or four laps, exhausted after all, only she, still, had strength, continuing running. In my expectation She won, and broke the record, for me, it was extraodinarily unsurprising. Later, in the joy of sound,from the announcer I knew her name. Although we are strangers, but if I meet her in school, I will be with a great smile on my face.