ããUntil today, have all been reminded about it, I am still guilty. In the first day of school, I sing your own song, is very cold, always alone. X has lunch at a time, slowly came around to me, smiled and said would you have dinner together. I also did not react, but then quietly agreed. When I feel a warm, as is the Sun. She met his friend with me, it was the first time in school I have a friend. Gradually, I began slowly, understanding the x, join us for lunch, she was always very carefully, to find my little details. My favorite dessert was raisin cookies, she found, resulting in every home would help me, and then to school.
ããGradually, I began slowly, understanding the x, join us for lunch, she was always very carefully, to find my little details. My favorite dessert was raisin cookies, she found, resulting in every home would help me, and then to school. Was deliberately done for me, but she is her mothers love to eat, do more. I understand that it is specially prepared, he never expected to eat the variety. She always noticed me when I sad and unhappy, she will say that what has happened to you. Only he can see, different from mine. I asked him what he asked, he said, just because you have frown.X character is straightforward and has a friend buys a new dress, oddly enough, my friend asked him, she said it was not good. Art teachers can draw a character of their own art, she is half white, half of all black. Yes, she really is such a black and white people. I really like her, was talking with her come. But many students because of his outspoken, marginalizing him. Her father is disabled, students will be joke x, his father's physical problems, x head has a problem. They looked at me waiting for my reply, I nodded to them. Say that x is very hard to take care of his father, his father's humorous and interesting,X is very good. No one is going to care about this thing. I'd admired x and frankly the dutiful. But x is behind me, she heard my answer, put down the plate left. See her go back, breaks my heart. That group of friends of the noise in the brain slowly away, continuously replayed my error reply. My heart is like a drain, formed the ripples have also been rippling, I cannot stop wondering why I would like to think so, I'm so stupid. Every day without his good hard, every day at noon and sat alone in the dining room. No one cares me, understand me. I apologize to the bravest go x, say, in fact I do not think so,I have been different, I begged his forgiveness. Go to her for the first time appear to be reluctant. ... I went many times, every day I say I miss him cookies. I said I understand that real friends care about small details I felt was as decent as our warm, not because I reminded them, but because they truly care for me. I've learned that I should treasure good friends should be brave and should not simply go along with other people after a while, x also forgave me until now I can not forget injury heartache, and forgiven for joy.
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