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今年三月十四日下午,我应邀参加了初一(3)班的班会。黑板上用彩色粉笔端正地写着几行美术字:马克思的故事讲演会——纪念马克思逝世一百周年。同学们端坐在那里,充满着期待的神情。我开始了讲演:“一百年前的今天,下午二点四十五分,在英国伦敦梅兰特公园路四十一号楼上的一个房间里,全世界无产阶级革命的伟大导师,六十五岁的卡尔·马克思,安详地坐在安乐椅上,与世长辞了。书桌上摊放着《资本论》的手稿,他停止呼吸前的两分钟还在思考呢!”我扫视一下孩子们的脸,全班五十五双眼睛都聚精会神地凝视着我。于
On the afternoon of March 14 this year, I was invited to attend the class of the first (3) class. On the blackboard, a few lines are accurately written with colored chalks: Marx ’s Story Lecture - In Commemoration of the 100th Anniversary of the Death of Marx. Students sat there, full of expectations look. I started my speech: “Today, one hundred years ago, at 2:45 p.m., in a room above Room 41, Park Avenue, London, England, the great teacher of the proletarian revolution in the world, Karl Marx, a fifteen-year-old, was seated peacefully in an easy chair, with a manuscript of ”capitalism“ on his desk, and still thinking about two minutes before he stopped breathing! ”I glanced at the children’s Face, the whole class fifty-five pairs of eyes are attentively staring at me. in