下课铃响了,同学们飞快地冲出教室,奔向操场。门外是眼巴巴等着孩子的家长,他们捧着饭盒,如同一尊尊驻立不动的雕像。只有豆大的汗水从他们脸颊流过,证明了他们的鲜活。无论风吹日晒,亦或严寒酷暑,他们总是这样坚持着。 The bell rang, the students quickly out of the classroom, toward the playground. Outside the door are parents waiting to see their children, holding a lunch box, like a statue of standing still. Only the sweat of beans flowed from their cheeks, proving their freshness. They always stick to it, regardless of the wind and the sun, or the cold and hot weather.