“老师……一直往前走。”柳春用她那微弱的声音说道。“好！”我连忙应声说:“你觉得好些了吗?头还是那么发烧吗?”“好象要好些了。”我用力地蹬着自行车。柳春的头微微地靠着我的后背。我似乎觉得她头上的热气已经穿透了我的衣服,扩散到我的身上了,便用力地蹬着自行车。 “Teacher ... keep going,” Liu Chun said in her feeble voice. “Good!” I quickly said: “Do you feel better? Head still so fever?” “It seems better.” I forced to pedal the bike. Liu Chun’s head slightly against my back. I seem to think that the heat of her head has penetrated my clothes, spread to me, and then she stabbed her bicycle hard.