下课了,回到办公室,同组老师的高谈阔论早已失去了对我的吸引力。瘫坐在椅子上,猛一抬头,一瓶非常柠檬映入我的眼帘,清清亮亮,非常惹眼。顿觉神清气爽,伸手拿来,在拧盖的一刹那间,理智提醒我:君子不饮嗟来之水。问清来历再饮不迟。但大声问了几遍,无人理会,“饮”的念头只好放弃。 After class, and returning to the office, the chatter of the same group of teachers has long lost its appeal to me. Squatted in a chair, swiftly looked up, a very lemon came into my eyes, clear and bright, very eye-catching. Feeling refreshed and refreshed, I reached for it. In the instant of screwing, I was sensible to remind me: The gentleman does not drink water from the water. Ask about the origin and drink again. But when asked a few times loudly, no one cares, and the idea of ​​“drinking” has to give up.