五月天,闷闷的, 空气中泛滥着太阳火辣辣的味道。街上的人少得可怜,路边的树奄奄一息。林踩着自己的影子,漫无目的地在街上晃悠。十来斤的书包,沉沉地压在她肩上。本来她此时是应该回家的,但她却害怕回家。今天是林拿月统考通知单的日子。她清楚地记得,当老师念到她的名字时,故意瞪了她一眼。当她 Mayday, sullen, the smell of the sun burning in the air. The people in the streets are pitiful, and the trees on the roadside are dying. Lin stepped on his own shadow and wandered in the street aimlessly. A dozen pounds of schoolbags fell on her shoulders. Originally she should go home at this time, but she was afraid to go home. Today is the date of the Linnai monthly examination notice. She clearly remembered that when the teacher read her name, she deliberately stared at her. When she