又是星期天了,我拎着大包小包来到马路边,等车上学去。从家门到马路,只有二十几米的距离,可他执意跟出来,还抢着背起我那又大又沉的书包。他在前,我在后。看得出,他很吃力。他躬着身子,尽力保持平衡,可还是有些踉跄。“还是给我吧。”我淡淡地说。他回过头来,满脸通红,摇着头说:“那么近,没问题的。”然后小跑着远离了我,好像怕我抢走似 It is Sunday, I came to the roadside carrying a large bag, waiting for the car to go to school. From the door to the road, only twenty meters away, but he insisted to follow up, but also rushing to take my big and heavy bag. He is in front, I am behind. Can see that he is very strenuous. He bent his body and tried his best to maintain his balance, but he still had a bit of a grudge. “Or give it to me. ” I said lightly. He turned round, his face flushed and shook his head and said: “So close, no problem.” And then trotted away from me, as if I was afraid to rob