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记忆中最炎热的夏天停留在2008年。那时距离地震已经过去了一个多月,我所在的小城开始慢慢地从悲恸中走出。便是在这样的情况下,远在重庆的我收到了学校的复课通知。临时板房的学校安置在郊区,刚刚被雨冲刷过的泥泞土地,留下了无数双交错的脚印,从那印记里我仿佛能瞧见些慌张,但更多的是迷茫。我抱着被子走在陌生的校园里,努力寻找着我的寝室,大汗淋漓。心里一直在想,为什么这里比重庆还要热呢?好不容易处理完所有琐碎的事,重新坐在教室
Memory of the hottest summer stays in 2008. At that time, more than a month had passed since the earthquake and my town started to slowly come out of sorrow. It is in such circumstances, as far away in Chongqing, I received a resumption notice of the school. Temporary board houses schools in the suburbs, just the rain washed muddy land, leaving numerous pairs of staggered footprints, from that imprint I seem to see some panic, but more is confused. I walked in a strange campus holding quilts, trying to find my bedroom, sweating. My heart has been wondering, why is it hotter than Chongqing? Finally managed to handle all the trivial things, re-sit in the classroom