下面是一位16岁男孩的一段日记。 “……她是县长的千金,我是贫民的儿子。因为这个差距,去年我们同桌的时候,彼此不相往来,甚至话都少说。今年不同桌不同班了,我心里却又像掉了什么,那个吉卜赛女郎般热情奔放的女孩的倩影,时常摇曳在我的眼前。最近一段时间,没料她主动找到我,要我陪她玩,说说话……我们一起上了影院,黑暗里她竟抓住了我的手……我今年才16岁,却被这个同龄的女孩勾掉了心魂,夜 Below is a diary of a 16 year old boy. "... she is the daughter of the county magistrate, I am the son of the poor, because of this disparity, when we were at the table last year, we did not talk to each other, and we even said nothing. Lost something, that gypsy girl passionate girl shadows, often swaying in front of me.Recently, she did not expect to find me, asked me to accompany her to play, talk ... we went to the theater together, the dark Where she actually grabbed my hand ... I was 16 years old this year, but was the girl of this age tick off the soul and soul, night