那天,我第一次想到了逃学,可“母命难违”,我还是给拉到了学校。就像是做贼心虚的小偷,我从后门想悄悄溜到座位上。可大家的目光却不约而同地“聚焦”在我那颗比电灯泡还亮的光头上。有的向我投来探询的目光,有的像打量外星人,有的交头接耳,有的还夹杂着“吃吃”的笑声,有的调? That day, I first thought of truancy, but “mother's life is hard to break”, I was still pulled to school. Like a thief who is a guilty conscience, I would like to quietly slip into the seat from the back door. But everyone's attention is invariably “focused” on my bald than bright light bald head. Some cast in my eyes to look into it, some like looking at aliens, some whispering, some mixed with “eat” laughter, some tune?