我送小年去口语培训班。去早了,先到休息室玩会儿,里面有一个穿花裙子的小姑娘,小年和她一人一块积木,携手搭起城堡来。我去办公室办手续,临走又回来看一眼,却发现情势大变:来了个穿T恤的小男孩,花裙子立刻跑过去和他玩起来。小年喊她:“回来……”花裙子理也不理。小年发现喊也无用,眼巴巴看了半天,低下头自己玩,索然无味。我心中一恸。我很想抱起她,对她说:别伤心。这不是你的错。大部分人与我们不过是萍水相逢,他们来了,并不是因为你多好,只是那一刻你想玩他们也想;他们离去,也不是因为你不好。有些人或事再怎么念念不忘,哽在你喉管里上不上下不下,让你咳喘让你难受,醒了便睡不着、睡着又哭醒的悲伤,都会在平淡日 I send a small language to oral training courses. To go early, first go to the lounge for a little while, there is a little girl in a flower dress, a small boy and her one piece of building blocks, hand in hand to set up the castle. I go to the office to do the formalities, leaving and looking back, but found the situation changed drastically: a little boy wearing a T-shirt, flower skirt immediately run and play with him. Small year shouting her: “back ... ” flower skirt reason ignored. Small year also found useless shouting, looked helplessly, bowed his head to play, boring. My heart a I really want to pick her up and say to her: do not be sad. this is not your fault. Most of us just meet by chance, they come, not because of how good you are, but for the moment you want to play with them too; they leave, not because you are not good. Some people or things no matter how fooled again, 哽 not up and down in your throat, let you cough and asthma make you uncomfortable, woke up and then can not sleep, fall asleep sadness, will be in the plain day