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从前,有一个小女孩,她的脸上长满了雀斑。那些雀斑像一粒粒沙砾洒在了心中最柔软的地方,硌得她非常难受。为了使人不注意到自己的缺陷,她选择了并不明智的方法——低着头做事。她低着头说话,低着头走路,低着头读书……她害怕被别人看见,总是像一头受伤的小鹿,躲躲闪闪。有时不经意的,她会抬头,但在与其它人的视线相撞的那一刹那,好像进射出的火花灼伤了眼睛一样,她会迅速地低下头,心里不停地祈祷着:“但愿那人没有看到我。”她经常会郁闷地想:“我真是太丑了,怎么会这样丑呢?”14岁的少女好似饱含期待的花苞,迫不及待地需
Once upon a time, there was a little girl with freckles on her face. Those freckles like a grain of gravel shed in the heart of the softest place, won her very sad. In order to make people not aware of their own shortcomings, she chose the unwise method - head down to do things. She bowed her head, walked her head and walked her head, reading her book ... She was afraid of being seen by others and was always like a wounded deer, dodging. Sometimes she inadvertently looked up, but at the moment she collides with the others’ eyes, it seems as if the spark of sparking burns her eyes and she quickly bow her head and keep praying: “I hope People do not see me. ”She often depressed to think: “ I was so ugly, how could such an ugly? ”14-year-old girl seems full of expected buds, can not wait to be