尝试着努力,再一次努力……我眼中闪着泪花,眼前的一切瞬间变得朦胧。伙伴们那一张张肆无忌惮的笑脸,在我眼里,竟然变成了一张张可怕狰狞的面孔。我跨上前,一把抢回了画本。画上的人,正圆的脸,正圆的眼睛,钢尺一般的直长发,还有两只像钉耙一样的手:一副笨相。我转身,将画丢进池塘里,我真的就画不好吗?我不甘心。我尝试着,再一次努力作画。教室里,还是同样的笑,同样的言语,同样的动作,再一次地鄙视我。我开始收起自己的坏脾气,不 Trying hard, working hard again ... Tears in my eyes, everything in my head instantly becomes obscure. The unscrupulous smile of my friends, in my eyes, turned into a scary face. I stepped forward, a snatched the picture. Painted people, is a round face, is round eyes, straight steel ruler-like, there are two like a nail rake the same hand: a stupid phase. I turned around and dropped the picture in the pond, did I really draw? I can not be reconciled. I try, once again hard to paint. In the classroom, still the same laugh, the same words, the same action, once again despise me. I started to put away my bad temper, no