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记得那一年,九年级开学报名第一天,我班转来了一名新同学。弥给我的第一印象是:憨憨的、有点迟钝。我把他介绍给同学们,同学们报以热烈的掌声。面对掌声,他眼中开始是惊讶,然后闪着异样的光芒。报名结束后,我安排一部分男同学去领书。弥一直跟在我的身后,一副欲言又止的样子。“你是不是有话跟我说?”我问他。他犹豫一下说:“老师,我可以去领书吗?”“你想去?”“想去,这一直是我的心愿,以前的老师和同学从来不让我做这些事……”“你当然可以去!快去吧!”望着他高兴离去的背影,我一阵心痛。
I remember that year, on the first day of the ninth grade, I transferred a new student to my class. Mi’s first impression of me was: Awkward, a little slow. I introduced him to the classmates, and the students reported warm applause. In the face of applause, he began to be surprised in his eyes, and then flashed a strange light. After the registration was over, I arranged for some male students to receive the book. Mi Ya has always been behind me, with a look of reticence. “Are you talking to me?” I asked him. He hesitated and said, “Teacher, can I go to get a book?” “Do you want to go?” “I want to go. This has always been my wish. The former teachers and classmates never let me do these things...” “You Of course you can go! Let’s go!” I looked back at him happy to leave, I was heartbroken.