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假如你在早晨7点28分,看见一位姑娘拖着一个花格子拉杆书包,听着级长大人在广播中的咆哮,泰然自若地走在校道上,留下一阵“咕噜咕噜”的轮子摩擦地面的响声——没错,她就是我,六个月前的我。你要问,为什么面对即将迟到的时间,看着办公室前站着的面色阴沉的级长,听着班主任多少次的教育和唠叨,我还能如此泰山崩于前而面不改色,淡定从容,不紧不慢,我只能说,作为一个性格极其闲散又“拖延症”中毒很深的患者,等到最后一刻赶到目的地简直就是一种习惯。
If you were at 7:28 in the morning and saw a girl dragging a plaid trolley bag and listening to the roar of the chief adult on the radio, he walked freely on the school track, leaving a “Whelp” wheel Rub the noise of the ground - yes, she is me, me six months ago. You have to ask why the face of the late time, looking at the gloomy front desk standing in front of the office, listening to the teacher how many times the education and nagging, I can still Taishan collapsed in front of the face does not change color, calm Calmly, unhurriedly, I can only say that as a patient with a very lonely and prolonged “procrastination,” it is almost a habit to wait until the last minute to arrive.