我今天看了一个故事,故事里的男女主角相爱却无法在一起。我哭了,似乎每次遇到这样的故事都会哭。哭什么?只是故事而已!哭完了总会这样问自己。他是我的同学。因为名字叫良,所以大家都叫他——狼。我是他的同学。我的绰号叫小兔,因为有两颗兔子那样的门牙,可他叫我小巫婆。我们同学的第一年,大概一句话也没讲过。我对他没印象。可后来他说:我曾经很讨厌你。我疑惑:为什么呀?我平凡得像沙滩上的一粒沙。他微笑,不知道。没由来地讨厌你。我撅嘴:现在呢?他依旧微笑:不讨厌了。没由来的,小巫婆! I saw a story today. The love between the male and female protagonists in the story can not be together. I cried. It seems that every time I encounter such a story, I cry. What is crying? It’s just a story! When you cry, you always ask yourself. he is my classmate. Because the name is good, everyone calls him - the wolf. I am his classmate. My nickname is Bunny, because there are front teeth like two rabbits, but he calls me the little witch. In the first year of our classmates, we probably did not say anything. I did not impress him. But then he said: I used to hate you. I wonder: Why? I am as ordinary as a sand on the beach. He smiled, not knowing. Undesirably hate you. I pouted: Now? He still smiles: Do not hate. Unexpected, little witch!