傍晚的校园,一片静谧。偶尔一阵凉风吹过,轻轻拨动着香樟树的叶子。月光轻柔地洒向地面。此时的校园,有着一种沉寂的美。教学楼静极了,只听见书本反复翻阅的声响。教室里,打破凝重气氛的是眼神锐利的老师;紧接着,是试卷的发放与评讲。头顶的白炽灯晃得我头晕,我紧握着手中那张“惨不忍睹”的考卷,失神地望着窗外。老师在前面讲解着试题,明知重要,我就是无心去听。 The evening campus is quiet. Occasionally, a cool breeze blew over and gently moved the leaves of the citron tree. Moonlight gently sprinkled on the ground. The campus at this time has a quiet beauty. The teaching building was very quiet, and only heard the sound of repeated readings in the book. In the classroom, it was the sharp teacher who broke the dignified atmosphere; followed by the issuance and evaluation of the test paper. The incandescent light overhead shook my head, and I clasped the “impatient” test paper in my hand, staring out of the window. The teacher explained the questions in front of them and knew that it was important. I just didn’t listen to them.