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“又是忙碌的一天!”我站在教室门前感叹着。一缕阳光射入窗户,灰尘像阳光留下的结晶,在空气中游荡。教室里安静得可怕,仿佛一阵寒流袭来。不一会儿,教室里变得嘈杂起来,有人在补写作业,有人大声朗读,有人闲聊昨天的趣闻……“啊!”忽然响起一声惊叫。大家循着声音找到了它的主人——黄浩。“怎么,我们的班费没了?”有人半开玩笑道。他默默地点了点头。气氛变得凝重起来,空气仿佛变成黏稠状,每个人的呼吸都变得粗重。“你不是
”It is a busy day!“ I stood in front of the classroom sighed. A ray of sunlight into the window, the dust left by the sun crystallization, wandering in the air. Quiet classroom horrible, like a burst of cold hit. A moment later, the classroom became noisy, someone was working on a homework, someone read it aloud, someone talked about yesterday’s anecdote ... ”“ Ah! ”Suddenly a cry sounded. We follow the sound to find its owner - Huang Hao. “Why, our classes are gone? ” Someone half joking. He nodded silently. The atmosphere became so heavy that the air seemed sticky and everyone’s breathing became heavy. "you are not