同桌,一个多么温暖亲切又充满回忆的词语。可在我接手这个班级时,他,却没有同桌。个子矮小的他,一个人“霸占”了一张双人桌,孤独地坐在教室角落里。学生告诉我,那是他的“专座”。我从来没有见过一个学生的座位如此之脏之乱:铅笔、橡皮、尺、书本……凡是书包里的东西都像摆摊一样乱七八糟地撒落在座位周围。想要靠近他的座位,脚都没地方放。班里学生早已见怪不怪。他奶奶每天来接他放学,总要帮他 At the same table, how warm and full of memories of words. But when I took over the class, he did not have the same table. Smaller him, a person “occupy” a double table, sitting alone in the classroom corner. The student told me it was his “seat”. I have never seen a student seat so messy: pencil, eraser, ruler, book ... Everything in the bag is scattered around the seat like a stall. Want to get close to his seat, no place to put feet. Class students have long accosted. His grandmother came to pick him up from school every day, always to help him