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那天,我百般无聊地翻看着自己一年级时写的日记,突然,一张字条映入了我的眼帘。这是一张你写给我的字条,上面用我一年级时羡慕过无数次、如今看来却是歪歪扭扭的字写道:“姚禹同是我一生中最好的朋友,希望你经常到我家来玩!”落款是:“2006年8月17日,你的好朋友,张耀月。”我笑了,可是心中却是那样苦涩。我不知道现在的你是否忘了我,是否忘了这张字条。我们俩家很近,步行不到十分钟。隔开我们的是一座桥,你在那头,我在这头。然而,自从我三年级转学后,每个星期天就再也看不到两个疯丫
That day, I am as boring as looking at my diary written in first grade, and suddenly, a note reflected in my eyes. This is a note you have written to me, admiring it countless times in my first grade, but now it appears to be a crooked word: “Yao Yu is my best friend in my life, and I hope you often come to my house Come play! ”The inscription is: “ August 17, 2006, your good friend, Zhang Yao month ”I laughed, but my heart is so bitter. I do not know whether you have forgotten me now, forgot this note. We are both very close together, less than ten minutes walk. It is a bridge that separates us, you are there, I am here. However, since my third year of transfer, I have never seen two crazy beggars every Sunday