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那是新学期开学后一个阴雨绵绵的下午,我放学后回到教室,正准备批作业,突然发现教室门口站着一个小小的身影,原来是我们班的一个男孩——小博。他的头发沾上了雨滴。我忙把他拉到身边,一边帮他擦着头发一边问:“小博,妈妈不是把你接走了吗?是不是落东西了?”他没有说话,仰着小脸委屈地看着我,眼里闪着泪花:“老师,我不想离开你,不想离开同学……”“怎么了孩子?妈妈呢?”“妈妈在学校门口呢!我……我不想走……”说着,还拽着我的衣角不撒手。我一边帮他
It was a rainy afternoon after the start of the new semester. After returning to the classroom after school, I was preparing for homework. I suddenly found myself standing in front of the classroom with a small figure. It turned out to be a boy in our class, Xiaobo Bo. His hair is stained with raindrops. I am busy pulling him around, while helping him wipe his hair and asked: “Bob, mom did not pick you up? Is it down? ” He did not speak, looked up and looked at the little face My eyes flashing: “Teacher, I do not want to leave you, do not want to leave classmates ... ” “how the child? Mom? ” “Mom at the school gate! I ... I do not want to go ...... ”Said, but also pulling my clothes do not let go. I’ll help him