一班上来了—个转学生。黑色裤子,白色衬衣,白衬衣因洗的次数过多而泛出明显的黄色。走进教室的时候,她惊讶地发现原先的同桌已经移师到了5米开外的地方。原同桌充满同情地看了她一眼,就匆匆扭过头去。她看了一眼自己旁边的身影,什么都明白了。脑海里一瞬间闪过的“不”字,很快夭折在意念的襁褓之中。 A class up - a transfer student. Black pants, white shirt, white shirt because of the number of wash too much and the obvious yellow. As she walked into the classroom, she was surprised to find that the original table had been moved 5 meters away. The same table full of sympathy looked at her, hurriedly turned around. She glanced at the figure next to her and understood everything. The “no” word flashed in my mind for a second, soon died in the midst of my mind.