最近好像只有我与课堂生活格格不入,小A他们几个人都忙着复习功课,很少和我在一起。老师在粉笔的轻舞飞扬中讲水由液体变成气体的现象。小B拿着很精致的本本,皱着眉头,恨不得把老师讲过的东西都一次性消灭掉。期末考试的风声紧了,我恶狠狠地望着恶狠狠的卷子恶狠狠地说:我惨烈的青春。终究断送在你们的手上。窗外的风恶作剧似的把卷子吹得“哗哗”乱响,它们露出诧异狰狞的样子,用巫婆一样充满诱惑的声音对我说:哈,来,过来啊。 It seems that only me recently was out of tune with the classroom life. Little A. Several of them are busy reviewing their homework and seldom are with me. The teacher talks about the phenomenon of water changing from liquid to gas in the light dance of chalk. Xiao B, holding a very fine book, frowned and waited for the one-time elimination of everything the teacher had said. The winds of the final exam were tight, and I looked fiercely at the embarrassing volume and said: I am fiercely young. After all, it is in your hands. The prank of the wind outside the window was like a prank. The sound of banging and squeaking looked like awkwardly. They used a witch-like temptation to say to me: Ha, come and come.