我在小宝四岁的时候认识了她,她是文友素的女儿。第一次见她,就喜欢上她。一看一个小公主,一看一个小精灵,再一看,竟是一直奢想的乖乖女。她画什么像什么,又能歌擅舞,说话也像唱歌一样,尽管未脱奶声奶气,却有阳光的干净和爽朗。她见到我,一点儿也不认生,问这问那,让我好一阵紧张。在她家的客厅,我坐在沙发上,脑门上的汗珠汩汩直冒。小宝笑着看我,跳到我面前递上一张雪白的餐巾纸,然后吃吃地笑。我也尴 I met her when she was four and she is the daughter of Wen You Su. When I saw her for the first time, I loved her. A look at a little princess, a look at an elf, and then look, actually has always wanted luxury girl. What she painted what, but also singing and dancing, singing like singing, though not milk milk, but there is sunshine clean and hearty. She saw me, did not know a student at all, asked me this question, and made me feel a good nervous moment. In her family’s living room, I sat on the sofa, sweat dribbling on my forehead. Andy smiled and looked at me, jumping in front of me handed a white napkin, and then eat to laugh. I am also awkward