上午去学校,一群叽叽喳喳的“小鸟”将我吸引进二年级一班。上课伊始,那位胖胖的女老师轻言细语地说:“同学们,今天我们来学昨天让大家预习的那篇课文。”说着,在黑板上写了三个大大的字“下雨了”。笔端未停,“小鸟”们已叫得不亦乐乎:“错啦,错啦,是‘下雨啦’!”“咦,我感觉‘下雨啦’和‘下雨了’没什么区别呀?”依旧的轻言细语。“嗯,反 Go to school in the morning, a group of twitter ”bird “ will attract me into the second grade class. At the beginning of the class, the fat female teacher said softly: ”Classmates, today we come to learn the lesson that we previewed yesterday. “ Then, wrote three big words on the blackboard ”It’s raining“. The end of the pen has not stopped, ”Birds “ have been cried: ”wrong, wrong friends, it is’ rain ’! “ ”咦, I feel’ rainy ’and’ under Rain ’no difference?’ Still soft words. "Well, anti