我的班里有个女孩叫小宇,她不爱说话,不爱交流。上课时很少见到她专注的眼神,课间很少见到她跟同学一起玩耍,而且上课铃响后,很多次都需要同学去校园的什么地方把她找回来,我甚至专门委托某个有经验的同学负责带她来上课。总之,很少看到她脸上露出作为一个孩子的灿烂笑容。对此,我看在眼里,痛在心里。七八岁,一个天真烂漫的年龄,学校应该是孩子的天堂,孩子应该是学校里的天使,而她却是一个不快乐的天使,只生活 I have a girl in my class called Xiaoyu, she does not love to talk, do not love to communicate. Seldom seen her focused attention in class, seldom seen her classmates playing together, and the bell rang, many times the students need to go to campus where to find her, and I even commissioned a specific A experienced student is responsible for taking her to class. In short, seldom saw the bright smile on her face as a child. In this regard, I see in the eyes, pain in my heart. Seven or eight years old, a naive age, the school should be a child’s paradise, the child should be an angel in school, but she is an unhappy angel, only life