我走到镜子前,看着镜中的她,我笑,她也笑;我朝她耸耸鼻子,她也不客气地朝我耸耸鼻子。她扎着马尾辫,是一个活泼开朗的小女孩。她的性格很像男孩子,粗犷豪放,经常丢三落四,新买的橡皮一天不到就不见了。但有一点特别,她的胆子极小,而且怕黑,最怕一个人在家…… I walked in front of the mirror, looked at her in the mirror, I laughed, and she laughed; I wavered at her, and she nodded uncomprehently at me. She was ponytail, is a lively little girl. Her character is very much like a boy, bold and bold, often trifled, the new eraser less than a day gone. But a little special, her courage is very small, and afraid of the black, most afraid of a person at home ...