他把手放在课桌里，轻轻摩挲着那个灰色的笔记本。那是准备用来让同学们“留言”的。他要走了，因为父母工作调动，他现在要转学。然而他还在犹豫，那个笔记本或许根本派不上用场了。在这所学校的许多天里，他的心中只感到孤独。他几乎没有一个朋友。而他自己……他长得又矮又 He put his hand in the desk and gently rubbed against the gray notebook. It is prepared to allow the students to “message”. He is leaving because his parents’ work is moving and he is now going to transfer. However, he is still hesitant and the notebook may not even be available. In many days in this school, he felt lonely in his heart. He barely has a friend. And he himself...he was short and short