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接手这个班级时,我发现一个奇怪的细节,小芳的书包里总是塞着一把雨伞。这是我无意中发现的。那天阳光明媚,像学生青春的脸庞;但天气像他们的心情,说变就变了,狂风骤雨,把大家放学回家的心情都淋透了。天上惊雷一阵接一阵的。家长纷纷跋涉到学校送伞,许多人的衣服都湿了,他们分别找到自己的孩子,然后裹着风,蹒跚地走远了。走廊上的人不多了。我百无聊赖地看着落下的大雨点在水面溅起水花,洁白的,开放又凋谢。“老师,跟我走吧。”我听见一个怯怯
Take over the class, I found a strange detail, Xiaofang always stuffed an umbrella in his bag. This is what I accidentally discovered. That sunny day, like a student youthful face; but the weather is like their mood, that change has changed, the squally showers, everyone’s feeling of home shower all drenched. Thunder while a burst of heaven and earth. Parents are trekking to the school umbrella, many people’s clothes are wet, they find their own children, and then wrapped in the wind, hobbled away. There are not many people in the hallway. I bored to see the falling rain drops splashing on the water, white, open and faded. “Teacher, follow me. ” I heard a cowardice