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一庄小蝶把脸猫在毛衣袖口处哭到眼睛涩涩发痛,终于抬起头,莫稀笑得很灿烂地杵在她面前:“庄小蝶,恳请你别哭了好不好?”庄小蝶愤愤地睁大眼睛:“你还笑?”她接过莫稀辗转着借来的纸巾抹了抹眼泪,抱住面前的写字本,“告诉我,你看到多少?”“就一点点,真的。”庄小蝶刚忍退的眼泪又“呼啦”一下涌了出来。刚刚课间,庄小蝶合上写了一半的新文到走廊上晒太阳,回到教室时,本子就到了莫稀手里。他迎着折射进来的阳光眯起眼,微微笑着看着那些字。庄小蝶抢过本子就哭了。过了10多分钟,庄小蝶终于第二次仰起
A village Kocho put the face cat crying at the cuffs of the sweater to the eyes of Shibuya, and finally raised his head, and she smiled very brightly in front of her: “Zhuang Xiaodie, please don’t you cry, please? ”Zhuang Kocho’s eyes wide open with angrily:“You still laugh?” She took Mozambique’s paper towel to wipe the tears, clinging to the writing in front of him, “Tell me, how much do you see ”“”A little bit, really.“ Zhuang Xiaodie just returned tears and ”hula" rushed out. Just during the class, Zhuang Xiaodie closed the sun on the corridor by writing half of the new text. When he returned to the classroom, the book arrived in the hands of Mortgage. He squinted against the sun coming in from the refraction and smiled slightly at the words. Zhuang Xiaodie cried when he snatched the book. After more than 10 minutes, Zhuang Xiaodie finally looked up for the second time.