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我读初中时有个同桌,瘦瘦的,脸色苍白,很老实,不太爱说话。他家住在偏远的郊区,那里属于小城的贫困地带。因为离家远的缘故,中午放学他不回家。学校有食堂,可一次也没有见他光顾过。他的午饭很简单:一个白面馒头、一根细细的咸黄瓜和凉开水,天天如此。冬天,每当上午第三节课的下课铃声响起,他就从包里掏出馒头,放在身旁的暖气片上烘热。而夏天,他走进教室的第一件事就是打开纱布,把馒头放在书桌里,他是怕天热,馒头捂着会馊掉。
When I was in junior high school, I had a table, thin, pale, very honest, not very talkative. His family lives in a remote suburb where poverty belongs to a small town. Because away from home because of it, he did not go home after school at noon. The school has a canteen, but never saw him once patronized. His lunch is simple: a white flour bread, a thin salty cucumber and cold water, every day. In winter, every time the bell rang in the third lesson of the morning, he pulled out bread from the bag and placed it on the radiator beside him to heat it. The summer, he entered the classroom first thing is to open the gauze, the bread on the desk, he is afraid of hot weather, clutching the bread will be cut off.