南国盛夏之夜,热不可当。人们有的在摇扇纳凉,有的在电风扇下闭目休憩。可是,在乐平中学高三年级办公室的灯光下,一位满头银发的老教师,带着满身汗水正伏案办公,那管被摩挲得泛红的铜帽黑杆自来水笔,在他那五个嶙峋的手指把握下,笃笃笃地不停颤动着。 Summer night in the South, hot. Some people in the shaker fan cool, and some under the fan closed their eyes rest. However, under the lighting of the upper third grade office of Leping Middle School, a silver-haired old teacher with a sweat-proof office and a red capped black copper fountain pen in his five Tucked fingers tucked under the tug of war, kept shaking.