他的额头冒出了细汗,眉头深皱,焦急,无助。他身旁的伙伴们围着他,起哄,笑闹,仿佛要把他此刻的窘态笑得天下皆知。这是一群张扬的年轻人。我走近一看,嗬!一根冷饮竟扒住他的舌头不放,牢牢地,紧紧地,如初生的婴儿,依恋着他的母亲。我不禁有些啼笑皆非,这个心急的年轻人,定是没细细吮吸,一口下去,让这急需依靠的冷饮抓住了。 His forehead appeared fine sweat, frowned, anxious, helpless. Around his companions around him, coax, laughter, as if to embarrass him at this moment all over the world laugh. This is a group of young people. As I approached, I saw a cold drink clinging to his tongue, firmly and tightly, like a new born baby, attached to his mother. I can not help but feel ridiculous. The impatient young man will certainly not suck and sip down and hold on to the urgently needed cold drink.