去年冬天,一个阴沉沉的下午,窗外寒风呼啸,还夹着雪花。我正在上班会课,几声笃笃的敲门声后门被轻轻推开了,一阵寒风从门外窜进了教室,一位农村打扮的中年妇女,怯生生地站在门边轻轻地说:“老师,我是申健的妈妈,我给孩子把书买来了。 Last winter, in a gloomy afternoon, the cold wind whistled out of the window and caught snowflakes. I was going to work class and the back door was knocked open with a few knocks. A cold wind broke into the classroom from the door. A middle-aged woman dressed in the countryside stood happily beside the door. Say: ”My teacher, I am Shen Jian’s mother. I bought the book for my child.