新学期,在我的倡议下,教室里添了一台饮水机。我把它放置到墙角,又腾出专柜盛放学生自备的水杯,一是方便取放,二是整齐美观卫生。我常止步柜前欣赏那些水杯,它们就像停放在港湾里的小船摇曳多姿,成了班里最亮的一抹风景。或许是习惯使然,或许是一份责任,我没事就爱瞅瞅、摆好、扶正、再数数,一、二、三……二十三,不对啊!不是二十二个学生吗?重数,还是二十 The new semester, at my initiative, added a fountain to the classroom. I put it to the corner, but also put the counter in full bloom students bring their own cups, one is easy to pick and place, the second is tidy appearance health. I often admire the cups in front of the cabinet, and they are like the boats parked in the bay, the brightest touch of scenery in the class. Perhaps it is customary, perhaps a responsibility, I love nothing Chou Chou, grace, righting, and then the number of one, two, three ... ... twenty-three, right ah! Is not twenty-two students? , Or twenty