我几乎无法从他们那里得到任何关于他们家的信息,但是这一刻,人人都想说话,每个人都打开了自己的心扉。下课铃一响,我的学生纷纷从座位上弹起,抓起书包,冲向门口。教室里一时你拥我挤,一片混乱。“别挤,慢点走!”我在他们身后大喊,但毫无作用。 I can hardly get any information about their home from them, but at this moment everyone wants to speak and everyone opens their own heart. When the bell rang, my students bounced from their seats, grabbed their bags and rushed to the door. In the classroom for a while you crowded me, a mess. “Do not squeeze, go slowly!” I shouted behind them, but no effect.