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一张圆圆的小脸,鼻子、脸颊被寒风吹得通红,嘴里冒着水汽,头发上落着一层白白的雪花。这个孩子的形象总是不时浮现在我的眼前,十多年了,记忆如昨,挥之不去。想要忘记,然而却越发的清晰,这个男孩叫王德辉。十二月的一个星期二。早晨,天阴沉沉的。我像往常一样在早读时间检查昨天英语老师布置的作业。第一名学生完成得很好,字迹工整。第二位,字写得虽然潦草,也写完了。下一位就该检查王德
A round little face, nose, cheeks were blown red flushed, mouth steaming, hair falling on a layer of white snowflakes. The image of this child always emerges in my eyes from time to time, more than 10 years, memory as yesterday, linger. Want to forget, but more and more clear, this boy is called Wang Dehui. One Tuesday in December. In the morning, the sky is gloomy. As usual, I checked the homework assigned by the English teacher yesterday morning. The first student completed well, writing neatly. The second word, although written illegible, also finished. The next one to check on Wang De