已经是开学的第五天了吧,课堂里还是和高二一样像一锅煮沸了的粥。我坐在大敞着的后门边上,发现高三的老师都有一张满是经验、信心和斗志的脸,令人羡慕。我开始盘算放了学该去哪家花店,我需要一大束马蹄莲,那种白色的很大朵的、茎子葱绿的花。而且我这次决计不听花店老板的建议 It is already the fifth day of school, and the classroom is still like a pot of boiled porridge. I sat beside the wide open back door and found that my senior teachers had a face full of experience, confidence and morale that was enviable. I began to figure out which flower shop I should go to. I needed a large bunch of calla lilies, the kind of white, big, green stemmed flowers. And I decided not to listen to the advice of the flower shop owner