“我不想说,我很亲切,也不想说,我很纯洁……”路旁的花四季常开,青草四季常青;壮观的弘景楼静静矗立——这是我的学校。挖掘机在铲土,空地上杂草横生,随意的临时建筑藏在角落——这也是我的学校。没想到老师会带我们到学校这个地方:地上是钢筋水泥,生锈的电路箱敞着门,蓝色的锡铝建筑房上压着几块大石头,以防房顶被吹掀。我看到的每一幕都使我震惊,谁也不会想到,在两幢气派的新建筑间,竟有这样一个地方。我继续往里走,每 “I do not want to say, I am very kind, do not want to say, I am pure ... ” The roadside flowers are always open, evergreen grass; spectacular Hong Jing Building stands quietly - this is my school. Excavators shovel earth, weeds scattered in the open space, casual temporary building hidden in the corner - this is my school. Did not expect the teacher will take us to the school this place: the ground is reinforced concrete, rusty circuit box open the door, blue tin aluminum construction pressure on the room a few large stones to prevent the roof was blowing lift. Every scene I’ve seen shocks me, and no one ever imagines that there is such a place in the middle of two stylish new buildings. I continue to go inside, each