一天午饭过后,我正在办公室备课。忽然班上一个叫周静的女孩子急冲冲跑来,语无伦次地告诉我:“老师,教室里打起来了!”“谁跟谁打?”我站起身问道。“好多人在打。”周静说着,拉着我的手急忙朝教室走去。果然教室里两群小朋友正在混战。他们一看到紧绷着脸的我,即刻停止了交锋,一个个呆呆地站着。“为什么要打架?”我声音不高,但有足够的威慑力。一阵沉默。片刻,一个叫徐璟玮的小朋友说道:“吉旸个子小,被李玮欺侮了,我想我应该帮助他。” One day after lunch, I was preparing lessons in my office. Suddenly a class called Zhou Jing’s girl rushed rushed to incoherently told me: “Teacher, playing in the classroom!” “Who to play?” I stood up and asked. “A lot of people are playing,” said Zhou Jing, pulling my hand and hurried toward the classroom. Sure enough, two groups of children in the classroom were fighting melee. As soon as they saw me with a tight face, they stopped immediately and stood staring blankly. “Why fight?” My voice is not high, but there is sufficient deterrent. Silence. A moment, a child named Xu Jingwei said: “Ji 旸 small, being bullied by Li Wei, I think I should help him.”