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今天是圣诞节,而现在是圣诞节的中午。教室里,同学们各自拿出了自己收到的贺卡,互相炫耀着。她,坐在一旁角落里的独孤雁,目光呆滞,似乎对眼前的这一切漠不关心,也许只有当同学们并不注意她的时候,眼中才悄悄地闪过几丝孤独几缕凄凉。一阵风吹过,独孤雁的耳边飘来几句低低的说话声:“白雪收到的贺卡可真多,少说也有六七十张吧,居贺卡排行榜首位。”“是啊,同学中最少的也收了七八张。”“只有独孤雁那乡巴佬,到现在一张也没收到!”“哎呀,人家是刚从乡下回来的知青子女,哪懂这些原本便属于‘西方引进’的圣诞节,圣诞节啊……”独孤雁不想再听下去了,她知道这声音是出于同学柳月和王莺之口,脸上不由流露出一种痛苦的
Today is Christmas, and now is the noon of Christmas. In the classroom, the students took out their own greeting cards and showed off each other. She, sitting in a corner, Dugan Goose, eyes sluggish, seemed indifferent to all in front of this, perhaps only when the students do not pay attention to her, the eyes quietly flashed a few loneliness and desolation. A gust of wind blew through and a few low voices floated in the ears of Dugoyange: “The greeting card that Shirayuki received is so much that there are six or seventy less, and it ranks first in the greeting card ranking.” “Yes, classmates. The fewest of them also received seven or eight.” “Only one of the villages in the village of Togo Lianyan had not been received!” “Oh, people are educated children who just returned from the country, and they understand that these originally belonged to the ’Western introduction.’ Christmas, Christmas..." The solitary geese didn’t want to listen any longer. She knew that the voice was out of the mouth of classmates Liu Yue and Wang Shuo, and his face could not show a kind of pain.