早上,我的地盘又小了许多,后面杨壮壮的桌子紧紧地贴在我的椅子背上。我想,我跟他无冤无仇的,他为什么总是挤我呢?我真不明白!我的桌子已经靠在老师的讲台桌上,不能再向前挪了。上课铃响了,我只好想出了一个招:把桌子先抬起来一点,然后把腿伸进去坐下。坐在那儿,我很生气。又是一个早上,我来到学校,一走 In the morning, my site was much smaller again, with the back of Yang Zhuang's table firmly attached to the back of my chair. I think, I have no grudges against him, why he always squeeze me? I really do not understand! My desk has been leaning on the teacher's desk table, can no longer move forward. The bell rang, and I had to come up with a trick: lift the table a little and then stretch my legs in to sit down. Sitting there, I am very angry. Another morning, I came to school and left