好容易熬到了一天的最后一节课,疲劳的感觉浸遍全身。老师轻快地按下“PLAY”键,悠扬的华尔兹从喇叭中飘出。眼皮似有千斤重,我已感到梦的即将来临。但为了尊重老帅,强打起精神听她对这次集体舞要求的讲解,目光却不经意地流入窗外——那是园丁吧,正在用一把特殊的大剪修着那多余的枝叶,目光是那样的专注,而当他修好了离开时,走起路来竟也一颠一跛。我的心忽然颤动了一下,仿佛又看见了他——那时,我就快要到入学的年龄.而附近的那所小学是全区最美的。爸妈到处托人送礼,想把我送进名牌小学,可都打了水漂。最后爸爸气愤不过,猛地一拍桌子:“该成才的到哪儿都成才,成不了才的,学校再好也没用!” It’s easy to get to the last lesson of the day and fatigue feels soaked in the body. The teacher pressed the “PLAY” button lightly and the melodious waltz floated out of the horn. The eyelids seemed heavy, and I already felt that dreams were coming. However, in order to respect the coach, to play a strong spirit to listen to her explanation of the requirements of this group dance, but inadvertently flow into the window - it is a gardener, is repairing the extra leaves with a special large scissors, eyes are That kind of concentration, and when he got away, he walked up and down. My heart suddenly trembled, as if I saw him again—at that time, I was about to enter the age of school. The nearby primary school was the most beautiful in the entire region. Mom and Dad donated gifts everywhere and wanted to send me to a brand-name primary school. In the end, my dad was angry, however, slamming a table: “Where the talents are, they are all talented, they can’t be accomplished, and no matter how good the school is, it doesn’t work!”