终于可以停下来,喘口气了。窗外,夜色深深,室内,灯光明亮,我捶捶酸痛的肩,揉揉模糊的眼,将300来份高三“诊断”试卷按班级依次整理好,懒懒地站起来,用热毛巾擦擦脸,洗去手上的红墨迹(我喜欢用蘸笔)。然后静静地来到电脑前,在古曲《渔舟唱晚》的悠扬中,一边品着上好的武夷山茶,一边读着论坛上老师们的精彩美文。 Finally stopped, breathless. Outside the window, dark night, indoor, bright lights, I pound the painful shoulder, rubbing the blurred eyes, to 300 high school “diagnostic” papers sorted by class order, lazy to stand up, wipe with a hot towel Face, wash away the red ink on hand (I like to use a dip pen). Then quietly came to the computer, in the melodious song “fishing boat sings late,” while enjoying the good Wuyi tea, while reading the wonderful teachers forum wonderful beauty.