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走在教学楼的走廊上,那熟悉的读书声阵阵盈耳,这优美的晨曲,每每使我心愉悦而充实。来到走廊东头的教室门口,我停住了脚步——每天晨读,我总爱在自己的班级前静静地欣赏几分钟——那充满稚气的鸟鸣般的童声。 咦,今天早晨有点异样:教室里很静,只是偶尔有几声轻轻的议论,也听不清说些什么。我好奇地推开门,只见全班三十多个同学正挤在三个后窗户边上,探着头向外张望,连老师推门进来都没发觉。我心里的火腾地冒了上来,但好奇心又使我按捺住了火气。我走上讲台,在向窗外一
Walking in the corridors of the teaching building, the familiar reading sound bursts into the ear. This beautiful alba song often makes my heart enjoyable and fulfilling. I came to the classroom door to the east end of the corridor, and I stopped - reading every morning, I always love quietly in front of my class for a few minutes - that full of childlike tweeting sound of children.咦, this morning a bit strange: the classroom is very quiet, but occasionally a few times a light discussion, can not hear what to say. I curiously opened the door, saw the class more than 30 students are squeezed in the edge of the three rear windows, looked out and looked out, even the teacher did not find the door pushed in. The fire in my heart risked, but the curiosity made me restrain my anger. I walked onto the podium and went out to the window