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感动集体舞训练。夏日的午后甚是晒人。我心里暗道:这一张张小脸已被晒成苦瓜样了。在操场上给学生们分配好他们的舞伴和位置,我在一边绷着脸指挥着。学生们战战兢兢地跳着,或玩、或蹦,压低着声音说笑着。几个调皮鬼开始不再安分地跳,我又一脸肃然地盯着他们,他们跳得无趣,见我盯着,各个是认真的架势。有个小男孩终于挺不住了,他走
Moved collective dance training. Summer afternoon is very hot. My heart illegal channels: this little face has been sunburn bitter like. In the playground to the students assigned to their dance partner and position, I was taut face while the command. The students danced gingerly, or played, or jumped, laughing with a low voice. A few naughty ghosts began to no longer be able to jump safely. I stared at them astonishly again. They jumped boredom and saw me staring at each with a serious posture. A little boy finally could not stand it, he left