尘世间不一样的烟火“祝贺你呀,杜萍,这次的征文大赛,你又是第一名,刚刚大赛的负责人已经打电话来学校道喜了……”老师一进教室,就向我走过来,边走边喜笑颜开地说。同学们听到后,稀稀拉拉地鼓起掌来。不过,在掌声中,我也听到了一些不和谐的声音。我没在意,那些冷嘲热讽的话,我早就习惯了。我不是很在乎别人怎么看我。“我就是我,是尘世间不一样的烟火。”很多年前,第一次听到《我》这首歌时,我就 Congratulations, ah, Du Ping, this essay contest, you are first place, just the head of the contest has called the school delight ... ... “teacher entered the classroom, it Come to me, while walking and smilingly said. After the students heard, splashed together. However, in the applause, I also heard some discordant voices. I do not care, those cynical words, I have long been used to it. I do not really care how other people look at me. ”I am me, is the worldly fireworks. “ Many years ago, the first time I heard the song ”I", I