我几乎没有朋友,不过我以前有很多朋友……林平在讲述他的感受时,眼睛里一直含着泪水:我从小就是个爱交朋友的人,在院子里,我的朋友最多,直至后来上了学,我的朋友变得越来越多,他们很多人放了学之后都要来我家,一起做功课,一起玩,非常开心。可是后来……后来不知怎么了,随着我的年龄的增长,父母的脾气也增长了很多,他们经常批评我,很少给我留面子,有时因为一件小事,唠叨得没完没了。更让我无法接受的,他 I have almost no friends, but I have a lot of friends before ... Lin Ping tells his feelings, his eyes always contain tears: I was a love to make friends, in the yard, my friend up until later On the school, my friends become more and more, many of them have come to my home after school, do homework together, play together, very happy. But then ... I do not know what happened. As my age grew, so did my parents’ temper. They often criticized me and seldom left me face-to-face, sometimes nagging endlessly because of a trivial matter. Even more I can not accept him