一张让我心猿意马的纸条那件事发生在我大学二年级的那年夏天。那天是星期五。星期五的下午照例是系主任石老头的课,三节,满堂,臭长臭长的。我们都挺讨厌老石的课,老石爱三节课连着上,治学非常严谨,在学风日下的大学里是极不合时宜了。他昏花的老眼贼亮,从低悬在鼻梁上的眼镜框上方瞟 A piece of paper that made me feel distracted occurred in the summer of my sophomore year. That day is Friday. As usual, the afternoon of Friday is the old man’s old stone class, three sections, full house, smelly smelly. We all hate the old stone class, the old stone love three classes attached, the treatment is very rigorous, under the wind in the university day is outdated. He dazzled the old eye-glittering, hanging over the rim of the eyeglass frame above the bridge of the nose