有些记忆像伤疤,既然抹不掉,那就雕刻成花。学校也不是经常抽奖,奖品是动物的情况就更少了。但是有一天,在放学的时候,老师告诉我们她家的猫咪生了小猫,最后一个说出想要得到小猫的同学可以赢得这只小猫。于是大家都纷纷说道:“我要,我要。”可我甚至都没有开口叫喊,因为我妈妈从来都不喜欢动物。就这样,我变成 Some memories like scars, since it can not be wiped out, then carved into flowers. Schools do not often draw, the prizes are animals even less. But one day, after school, the teacher told us that her cat had a kitten, and the last one who said she wanted to get a kitten could win the kitten. So everyone said: “I want, I want.” But I did not even shout because my mother never liked animals. In this way, I become