我窝在教室的一角,听着物理老师口若悬河地解析着力学,而我却没法全神贯注,我正琢磨着要不要将手里的这封信送到杨老师那里呢?这封信早在几天前就写好了,只是我一直都在犹豫,一直都在害怕,我以前可没这么大胆地跟老师以这种特殊的方式交流过,虽打心底里是一万个想从杨老师那儿获取帮助,但胆怯仍然在我心里隐隐作怪,在好友的支持下,我蹑手蹑脚地往办公室的方向走去。我像一个没有依靠的孩子,缩在办公室的门旁,望着丝毫没有动静的门,心里失落极了,我边琢磨着 I nest in the corner of the classroom, listening to the physics teacher eloquent analysis of mechanics, and I can not concentrate, I was wondering whether to send this letter to Mr. Yang there? This letter as early as a few I wrote it a day ago, but I was hesitant and always scared. I had not dared to communicate so boldly with my teacher in such a special way before. Get help, but shyness still faint in my heart, with the support of my friends, I crept towards the direction of the office. I like a child who did not rely on, shrink in the office door, looking at the door without any movement, lost in my heart, I wondered