时光悠悠,岁月如歌。转眼间,我已走过13个春秋。成长中,不经意打翻的调味剂,混合着成了我的梦幻时光。记得小学的一次单元考,笔写着写着就没水了,趁没人注意,我把笔擦丢下去,再弯下腰小声地对同桌说没水的事。可没想到,老师还是看到了,斥责说我作弊,可无论我怎样辩解,解释我只是借笔,但老师始终不相信我。大家鄙夷的眼神全落在我身上,我强忍泪水。回味着那 Long time, years of song. Blink of an eye, I have come through 13 Spring and Autumn. Growth, inadvertently spilled flavors, mixed with my dream time. I remember a primary unit test, pen writing no water, no one noticed, I wipe the pen down, and then bent over whispered to the same table that no water thing. I did not expect, the teacher still saw, and reprimanded me cheating, no matter how I excuse me, explain I just borrow pen, but the teacher always do not believe me. We all despised eyes all fell on me, I forbear tears. Recalled that