他个头不矮,不算胖,也算好看,浑身脏兮兮的,还时时吮吮手指头,宛如从战争废墟中清理出来的,让你想说爱他还真不容易。他写得一手好文章,啥道理都懂,特深刻。但平时只要他一开口,保管周围人走光光,嗓门儿大就别说了,唾沫星子四溅,关键是他的脸皮还特别厚,爱谁缠谁,缠不死不罢休,直到你藐视他的存在,他才肯把你当作空气,怎一个烦字了得。他尤其见不得同学们说悄悄话,那打破 He is not short, not fat, handsome, dirty, and sucking his fingers from time to time, as if it was cleared from the rubble of the war, so you want to say that he really is not easy to love. He wrote a good article, what reason to understand, especially profound. However, as long as he usually open his mouth, custody of the people around the light, not to mention the voice of children, splashed splashes, the key is his face is particularly thick, love who wrapped around, wrapped around, until you despise him There, he was willing to treat you as the air, how annoying too. In particular, he can not see the students whispering, that break