那是去年冬季的一天,老天爷把脸拉得老长,阴沉沉的;风婆婆也一个劲儿地刮,冻得人瑟瑟发抖。我在家“包装”得像个棉花团,照例七点半上学。来到学校,手脚都冻麻木了。为了暖和一下身子,我们几个好朋友聚在一起,又蹦又跳,还不时拿“小蹦豆”取乐。“小蹦豆”不高兴了,后来竟大发雷霆:“你们看我好欺负,竟拿我开玩笑……”她嘟囔着快快不乐地走进教室。我马上跟了过去,想好好解释一 It was a winter day last year, God pulled his face too long, gloomy; wind-mother also scraping, frozen people shivering. I am at home “packaging ” like a cotton group, as usual, go to school at half past seven. Came to school, numb hands and feet are frozen. In order to warm the body, we have a few good friends together, and jumped, but also from time to time to get “small jump beans ” fun. “Small jump beans ” unhappy, and later was furious: “You see me bullied, actually took me a joke ... ” She muttered into the classroom unhappy. I immediately followed the past, want to explain a good one