她将那扇窗,紧紧地关闭了。那密不透风的窗,将阳光拒之于外。她有个好听的名字,叫慕夕子,但在白天,却很少有人叫……她的心阴暗潮湿,似乎早已经发霉了。她渴望友谊,也曾主动追求过,却被人无情拒之。相貌平平,成绩平平……这就是她。可她实在想不明白:比如她并没有招惹那群男生呀,为什么男生们却总笑她“东施效颦”?她明明很努力,可成绩却为什么总是平平……她并没有招谁惹谁呀!她并没有搅乱他人的生活呀!她并没有说过自己“沉鱼落雁,闭月羞花”呀!为什么要嘲笑她?为什么要讽刺她?她的心很痛,心灵的窗户飘满了寂寞、孤独、自卑的雨。“你把自己关得太紧了,出去晒晒太阳吧!”她二话不说,拉着慕夕子往外跑。一 She closed the window and closed it tightly. That tight-fitting window, the sun refuted outside. She has a nice name called Muyidi, but during the day, few people call her ... her heart is dark and damp, and seems to have moldy. She longs for friendship, has also actively pursued, but was ruthlessly rejected. Fair appearance, mediocre ... This is her. But she really do not want to understand: for example, she did not provoke the group of boys ah, why the boys are always laughing at her She did not work very hard, but the results are always mediocre ... she did not provoke She did not disrupt the lives of others! She did not say herself, “Why do you laugh at her? Why should I satirize her? Her heart hurts, the heart of the window floating Full of lonely, lonely, inferiority rain. ”You shut yourself too tight, go out to bask in the sun!" She said apart from anything else, took the adversary runs out. one