忍住,忍住,一定要忍住!我一遍又一遍地对自己说。唉,真是饿死我了。早晨明明喝了两大碗粥,这才上第四节课肚子就饿了。顶住,顶住啊!我握紧拳头。可那肚子却根本不予理睬,仍旧一个劲地乱叫,好像一个个水泡正从水底往上冒,咕噜噜——最后裂开。若让别人听到这声音,那可就丢人了。 Hold back, hold back, must hold back! I said to myself over and over again. Oh, I’m starving to death. In the morning, it was clear that he had two bowls of porridge, and he was hungry on the fourth class. Hold it, hold it! I clenched my fist. But that stomach was completely ignored, and still kept screaming, as if all blisters were rising from the bottom of the water, and smashed - finally cracked. If you let others hear this voice, it will be shameful.