他们的影子被拖得很长很长……在这小小的校园里,只有小小的操场,我们每天都要一圈一圈地在这里晨跑。说实话,晨跑的感觉并不好受。大冬天的在操场上立正列队,领口、裤脚到处都有寒风汹涌而入,转弯时两侧的标志旗还趁机抽过脸颊。一圈圈,我们似乎只是流于形式,漫无目的……那一日,在转弯处,一位老师也加入了我们的队伍。我们都巴不得快点挨过晨跑,老师居 Their shadow was dragged long and long ... In this small campus, only a small playground, every day we have to run around here in a circle. To be honest, the feeling of jogging is not good. Large winter in the playground was standing in line, neckline, trousers everywhere, the wind blew in, the flags on both sides of the turn also took the opportunity to smoke cheeks. In a circle, we seem to be mere formality, purposeless ... On that day, a teacher joined our team at the turn. We are anxious to get through the morning jog soon, the teacher lives