午夜,月黑风高。在灯光下,我忍受着蚊子的叮咬,挥汗如雨地抄着课文。“嗖!”突然,桌子上的数学教科书像着了魔似的腾空而起。接着,语文、英语教科书也跟着飞起来了。它们在空中连成串,在我头顶急速盘旋三圈,然后一本接一本地往窗户外飞。等我反应过来,它们已消失在茫茫的黑暗中。“不要!你们不要跑!”我冲到窗户边,伸 Midnight, the dark and stormy. Under the light, I endured mosquito bites and sweaty copy of the text. Suddenly, the math textbook on the desk came up like a magical piece. Then, language, English textbooks also followed fly. They were wired in the air, hovering three times over my head, and flying one after another to the window. When I react, they have disappeared in the darkness. “Do not! You do not run!” I rushed to the window, stretch