幸福、自由、快乐,是与金钱、地位、名望最无关的事。一六点半,站在学校门外的马路边,白桦树成排地窜入云霄,我痴痴地仰望着它们,只觉得眼睛被风吹得生疼。很快,我“哇哇”地哭了起来,脸纠结在一块,可想而知有多难看。路过的行人满脸惊恐地回头看我,却被我恶狠狠的眼神吓得快步走开。那一阵子我过得特别不痛快,很多话憋在心里,却没有人愿意管我这点破事儿。窦角走过来,面色有些苍白,气息也颇为无力地问我:“哥们儿,你有钱吗?”我闭着眼睛深深地换了一口气,回头瞪他,语气相当不耐烦:“你谁呀?!” Happiness, freedom, and happiness are the most unrelated to money, status, and fame. At half past six, standing on the side of the road outside the school gate, the birch trees rushed into the sky in a row. I looked up at them indefinitely and only felt that my eyes were hurt by the wind. Soon, I cried and tangled my face, wondering how ugly it was. The passing pedestrians looked back at me in horror, but they were quickly scared away by my vicious eyes. During that time, I was particularly unhappy, and many words were in my heart, but no one wanted to take control of me. The sinus horns came over and looked pale and breathless. I asked, “Do you have any money, buddy?” I exchanged a deep breath with my eyes closed and looked back at him. The tone was quite impatient. :“Who are you?!”