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倒计时:100天上午9点,阳光温和地洒在大地上,一圈200米的操场被一千多号学生挤得满满当当,站在前排的同学在老师近乎凶狠的目光中挺直腰杆充充场面,后面的学生却已经东倒西歪了。主席台上的校长滔滔不绝地讲着,底下一片骚乱,校长口中这100天的重要性似乎被忘却。我盯着校长的光光脑门儿,反射着太阳光,立刻联想到物理课上的小灯泡。根本没有人会仔细听校长的话。成长,是无趣的。
Countdown: 100 days at 9 am, the sun gently sprinkled on the ground, a 200-meter playground was crowded by more than a thousand students crowded, standing in the front row of students near the fierce look of the teacher upright waist bar charger Filling the scene, the back of the students have been crooked. The principals on the podium talked endlessly. The riot underneath, the headmaster’s 100-day importance seemed to be forgotten. I stared at the headmaster’s light brain, reflecting the sunlight, immediately think of a small bulb in physics class. No one will listen carefully to the headmaster. Growing is boring.