周一早自习,我刚走进教室,就发现办公桌上有一个小青苹果——鸡蛋那么大,青中泛黄,抽抽巴巴的,还有块烂斑。是谁捡到后放在我桌子上的吧,我猜想着。“老师,××送给你一个苹果。”最前排的小雪主动告诉我。是他,我的眼睛不由自主地瞟向后排,他正不好意思地低着头。他怎么会有苹果送我给呢?他是我班极为特殊的孩子:是一个9岁时才上一年 When I was in the classroom Monday morning, when I first went to the classroom, I found a little green apple on my desk - the size of an egg, the yellowing of the middle school, the smokedness and the rotten spots. Who picked it up on my desk, I guess. “Teacher, × × gave you an apple.” "The front row of snow told me. It was him, my eyes involuntarily toward the back row, he was embarrassed and bowed his head. How could he have an apple for me? He is a very special child of my class: it was only one year before the age of 9