我书桌上的玻璃下面,压着一张照片。照片上是一个脸上洒满阳光的女孩,露着比阳光更灿烂的微笑。她是个让人想起也会觉得快乐的女孩,她并不是多么漂亮,却让人觉得可爱,她总是露着灿烂的笑容。与她初识,是在初一开学那日,我路过教学楼的一个拐弯口,冷不丁窜出辆自行车,我下意识地往后退,人没撞到,手却被车擦破 Below my glass on my desk, I pressed a photo. On the photo is a girl with sunshine on her face, with a brighter smile than the sun. She is a girl that reminds me to feel happy. She is not beautiful, but she is cute. She always has a bright smile. She started to know that on the first day of school, I walked past a turning point in the teaching building. When I suddenly pulled out a bicycle, I subconsciously retreated. When people did not bump into it, my hand was scratched by the car.