窗外的小雨“滴滴答答”下个不停,绵绵细雨似乎织成了一道雨帘挂在天幕,我呆呆地望着,泪水不再是热的,而是冰凉的,让人寒心。我漫步走到书桌前翻出铅笔盒,两支一模一样的钢笔静静地躺在铅笔盒里,抑制不住的苦涩涌上心头,泪水再一次模糊了我的双眼。那天我误会她了,我的朋友——王璐瑶,我以 Rain outside the window, “ticking” the next non-stop, rain seems to be woven into a rain curtain Hanging in the sky, I stare, tears are no longer hot, but cold, people Chilling I strolled to the desk and dug out the pencil case, two identical pens lying quietly in the pencil case, unpleasantly bitter in my heart, my eyes once again blurred my eyes. That day I misunderstood her, my friend - Wang Luyao, I am