9月1日,我早早来到学校,迎接一年级新生的到来。我向家长、孩子一一点头微笑,打招呼,帮助他们在报到手册上做标记。还差两三个学生就要到齐了,突然,从走廊传来了一阵撕心裂肺的哭声:“不——啊——我不去——啊——”我连忙放下手中的笔,快步来到走廊。只见一个穿着红裙子、扎着羊角辫的女孩半蹲在地上,满脸是泪,被一个年轻的妈妈使劲拖拽着朝我班教室走来。 September 1, I came to school early to meet the arrival of freshmen. I smile to my parents and children with a nod and say hello to help them mark up in the registration manual. Two or three students were still missing. Suddenly, a piercing cry came from the corridor: “No - ah - I do not go - ah - ” I quickly put my hands down Pen, walked quickly to the corridor. I saw a girl in a red dress and a braided pigtail crouched on the ground with tears in her face and dragged hard by a young mother toward the classroom in my class.