这天,我正在收拾自己的水果摊,一位衣着时尚的中年女子向我这边走来。说实话,她的相貌很平常,腿也有点跛,可她的步子却显得异常轻盈,脸上还带着灿烂的微笑。我随意地瞟了一眼,一下子就认出,她是我中学同学孟小童。我暗暗祈祷,她可千万别到我的水果摊来,当年我给她写的那封信……还是二十年前我们上初三时候的事。孟小童到我们班借读,她特别敏感,因为她的跛腿。由于自卑,她不爱和同学们交流,和我的同桌还吵过两回,整天一副冷冰 On that day, I was packing my own fruit stand, and a middle-aged, fashion-dressed woman approached me. To be honest, her looks very normal, legs a little lame, but her steps seem unusually light, his face with a brilliant smile. I glanced casually, suddenly recognized that she was my high school classmate Meng children. I pray secretly, she can not come to my fruit stalls, the letter I wrote to her that year ... or two decades ago when we were the first three things. She was particularly sensitive because of her limpness. Because of inferiority, she does not love to communicate with classmates, and my desk has also been arguing twice, a cold all day