“沙沙沙”,她正翻着书,一本有许多好文章的书。此时已经快9点了,屋里只听得见钟“咔咔”的走步声。她,一个从不愿将自己与集体扯上关系的人,总是独来独往,班上没几个朋友。别人认为她孤独,她却认为很自由。夜,静得出奇,月光时而皎洁,时 “Shashasha”, she is turning a book, a book with many good articles. It was almost 9 o’clock at that time, and only the walking sound of the bell was heard in the room. She, a person who never wants to involve herself with the collective, is always alone. There are few friends in the class. Others think she is alone, but she thinks it is free. In the night, it’s very strange and the moonlight is clean and tidy.