一个大大的“静”字亮堂地张贴在教室黑板的正上方。黑板左上角悬挂着一块森严的“高考倒计时”牌匾,日子随着上面每日涂改的数字逐渐流失。教室里黑压压的,桌子上摆放的复习资料犹如万里长城的城墙般坚固。在城墙的垛口里隐隐约约能探到一个个瘦削的脑袋。厚重的眼镜片压得学生的鼻梁坠坠欲塌。课间,作为班主任的我照例去教室巡视一圈。教室里悄无声息,每个同学都把头深深埋在自己城墙的垛口下。 A big “quiet” word is posted above the classroom blackboard. In the upper left corner of the blackboard is a piece of stately “Countdown to the College Entrance Examination” plaque, with the gradual loss of the daily figures altered above. Dark pressure in the classroom, the review table placed on the table like the walls of the Great Wall as solid. In the walls of the crenellated vaguely can explore a thin head. Thick glasses pressed students nose bridge falling collapse. As a class teacher, I used to go to the classroom as usual. Silent in the classroom, each classmate buried his head deeply buried under the walls of his city.