我的同桌在全年级四个班百十号女生中,应该可以划入比较漂亮的那一拨。和我要好的几个男同学却滑头,他们也不表态,只是暖昧地笑。然后数出一大堆芳名来挤兑她。而我一直这么认为,即便当年的毕业照都发黄了生霉了,我还能看出她那羞怯的样子。可能是想起往事心有歉疚吧。说起来,这种歉疚之情真是莫名其妙。其实.我并没有什么对不住她的地方。没有划“三八线”,更没有揪人家的小辫子。对于高中生,那些勾当太“小儿科”了。而且。我历来的自我鉴定、班级评议都有这么一条不足之处:有“老好人” My tablemate should be able to draw a more beautiful one out of the four classes and 100 girls in the whole class. The boys and my good classmates were slickheaded. They also did not stand, but only smiled warmly. Then count a large number of names to run against her. And I always think so, even if the graduation photos of that year are all yellow, I can see her shy look. Maybe it’s because of regrets. That said, this apology is really baffling. Actually, I don’t have anything to live with. There is no “three-eight line”, but there is no other way. For high school students, those activities are too “pediatric”. and. My historical self-identification and class review all have such a deficiency: There are “old good people”.