周六的清晨,雪花飘飘,寒气逼人。妈妈早早地就把我从暖和的被窝里喊起,要送我去补习班上课。我虽然一百二十个不愿意,但胳膊拗不过大腿,只得乖乖地爬起,带着一份无奈和不满,心不甘、情不愿地上路了。半路上,凛冽的寒风刮在脸上,生疼生疼的,就如刀子一般割在我的脸上,内心的不满不由又增添了几份。 Saturday morning, snow fluttering, cold pressing. Mom put me up early in the warm blanket, to send me to the cram school. Although I do not want one hundred and twenty, but arm thrashing thighs, only obediently climbed up, with a helplessness and dissatisfaction, unwilling, and reluctantly on the road. Halfway, the cold wind blowing in his face, raw pain, like a knife cut in my face generally, the heart of dissatisfaction but also added a few.