那天下午,阳光暖暖地洒满教室,明媚而柔和,学生们静静地又紧张地答着手中的试卷。沙沙的写字声,像春蚕在咀嚼桑叶。我坐在窗边,一面沐浴着柔美的阳光,一面幸福地欣赏着我的这些“蚕宝宝”们。突然,“哗啦”一声,“小不点”的文具盒不小心被碰落在地,一时惊吓得周围的同学,或急促呼吸或轻拍胸脯,教室里出现瞬间的骚乱。“小 In the afternoon, the sun shone warmly in the classroom, bright and soft, and the students quietly and nervously answered the papers in their hands. The rustling writing sounds like silkworms chewing mulberry leaves. I sat by the window, bathed in soft sunlight, and happily admired my ”silkworm babies“. Suddenly, the ”pennine“ sound, ”small“ The stationery box accidentally hit the ground, suddenly scared the students around, or hurriedly breathe or pat the chest, the momentary disturbances in the classroom. ”small