友谊像磷火,在最黑暗的时候最亮。15岁时,我去学校住读,第一天分寝室。六个人一间。“哎,这位同学你叫什么名字?”一个叫黄娜的胖女孩热情地向我打招呼。“艾小米。”我头也没抬地吐出三个字,面无表情地继续铺我的床。寝室一下子安静下来,有人不满地嘀咕:“切,摆张臭脸给谁看,装什么清高!”我的身体僵了一下,眼圈就红了。 Friendship is like phosphor fire, and it is the brightest in the darkest. When I was 15 years old, I went to school to study and I was assigned to the dormitory on the first day. One of six people. “Hey, what’s your name for this classmate?” A fat girl named Huang Na greeted me enthusiastically. “Ai Xiaomi.” “I did not lift my head and spit out three words, and continued to spread my bed with expressionless expression.” The bedroom was quiet at first, and some people were dissatisfied with the grave: “Cut, whoever looks at the stinky face to whom it is mounted, and what is the height!” My body was stiff and my eyes were red.