她——天长小学五(4)班的王倩,一个很特别的小女孩。在她来到人世才一个月时,便被无情地诊断为先天性心脏病。病魔缠住她不放,死神曾无数次向她逼近。病房是她第二个家。感冒发烧是家常便饭,而严重的肺溢血则使得大人们为她担惊受怕。一、二年级时,她几乎每个月都要住院,一住就是二、三十天,这样,一学期上课的时间累计才二、三十天。记得有一次,她又有好些天没来上课了,小伙伴都惦着她.于是,就一块儿去看她。推开病房门一看,大家都惊呆了:只见王倩坐在床头,一只手正在打吊针,另一只手却在写着字。她用的就是这双上粗下细、怪怪的手,这双曾打过无数次吊针,常常弄得连医生都找不到静脉的手。王倩,你不疼吗? She - Wang Qian Tianchang primary five (4) classes, a very special little girl. When she came to the world only a month later, she was ruthlessly diagnosed as congenital heart disease. She was entangled in the disease, and death had approached her countless times. Ward is her second home. Cold fever is a common occurrence, and severe pulmonary hemorrhage makes adults fear for her. In the first and second grades, she was hospitalized almost every month and she stayed for two or three days. In this way, her class time was only two or thirty days a semester. I remember once, she did not come to class for a few days, and her little friends all looked at her. Open the ward door to see, everyone was shocked: I saw Wang Qian sitting on the bed, one hand is playing the hanging needle, the other hand is writing the word. She used this pair of coarse, thin and weird hands, which had hit countless needles and often made the doctors unable to find the veins. Wang Qian, do not you hurt?