座位

(一)

(1)

“启迪，从今天开始你就坐墙角那张桌子吧，文珍和你换一下。”班主任刚进教室就神采飞扬地说。

"Enlightenment, from today on, you can take the table in the corner. Wenzhen and you can change it." The teacher in charge of the class said with high spirits as soon as he entered the classroom.

“老师，我……”我委屈极了。

"Teacher, I......" I'm sorry.

“我的话你不听！”班主任粗暴地打断了我的话。

"You won't listen to me!" The head teacher cut me off rudely.

泪水不知不觉溢了出来，流过脸颊，凉冰冰的。“别太伤心了，反正文珍是自己的好朋友，为了朋友牺牲一下自己的利益也是光荣的。”我试着安慰自己，拭干泪水开始默默地搬书。

Tears unconsciously overflowed, flowing through the cheeks, cold. "Don't be too sad. Wenzhen is a good friend of her own. It's glorious to sacrifice her own interests for her friends." I tried to comfort myself, dried my tears and began to move the book silently.

“对不起。”文珍说。

"I'm sorry." Wen Zhen said.

“别这样说，这是班主任的安排，你有什么对不起我的呢？”我笑着回答，可谁知道我心里如针扎似的难受呢？

"Don't say that. It's the arrangement of the head teacher. What do you have to apologize for me?" I replied with a smile, but who knows that I feel like a needle in my heart?

(二)

(two)

下午，我无精打采地骑着车子回家。田野里很美，稻浪一重绿过一重，偶尔还有燕子低低地掠过。可这美丽的景色，更增添了我的无聊。

In the afternoon, I rode home listlessly. The fields are very beautiful. The rice waves are green and the swallows are low occasionally. But the beautiful scenery added to my boredom.

“妈，我回来了。”人离门口还很远，声音就送了进去。

"Mom, I'm back." People are far away from the door, so the sound is sent in.

“小迪，来，吃个馒头，上了一天课，饿坏了吧！上午在学校里吃的什么？”

"Xiaodi, come on, have a steamed bread, have a day of class, hungry! What do you eat at school in the morning? "

“唉呀，别问那么多，烦死了。”我边说边进了客厅。“咦，妈，桌上……”

"Oh, don't ask so much. I'm so tired." I said as I entered the living room. "Eh, Ma, on the table..."

“哦，那是你爸公司里的小李送来的，年底你爸公司里要提升一个车间主任，你爸这个部门经理可是个‘山海关’，看来这个小李挺聪明的。”妈妈喜滋滋地说。

"Oh, that's from Xiao Li in your father's company. At the end of the year, your father's company is going to promote a workshop director. Your father's department manager is a" Shanhaiguan ". It seems that Xiao Li is very smart." Mother said happily.

“妈，你怎么能这样呢？老师说这样做不对，我们老师最痛恨这种人了。”

"Mom, how can you do that? The teacher says it's wrong. Our teacher hates this kind of person the most. "

“去去去，小孩子家懂什么，老师不也是人吗？进房看书去。”妈妈不高兴了。

"Go to the children's house. What do you know? Isn't the teacher also a person? Go in and read. " Mom is not happy.

(三)

(three)

“哇，好美啊！”一进教室我就被文珍桌面上那本精美的日记本迷住了，情不自禁地叫了起来。我拿起来爱不释手地左摸右翻，心里怪痒痒的。不经意间我看到了一则令我愤怒的日记：“我好内疚，小迪能原谅我吗？我为了自己，竟让妈妈给班主任送礼。我太自私了，一看到小迪诚挚的微笑，我惭愧得简直不敢再抬头看她了……”

"Wow, how beautiful!" As soon as I entered the classroom, I was fascinated by the beautiful diary on Wenzhen's desk and couldn't help shouting. I can't help feeling left and right. I feel itchy. Inadvertently, I saw a diary that made me angry: "I'm so guilty. Can Xiaodi forgive me? For my own sake, I asked my mother to give gifts to the head teacher. I'm so selfish. When I see Xiaodi's sincere smile, I'm so ashamed that I can't look up at her anymore... "

天呐，我惊呆了，这是文珍的日记吗？没错，上面偌大的签名似乎把我推进了沼泽地，我使劲挣扎着，可越挣扎就陷得越深。这就是所谓的好朋友吗？文珍，你叫我怎么原谅你啊？我再也不会理你了，文珍啊文珍。

God, I'm shocked. Is this Wen Zhen's diary? Yes, the big signature seems to push me into the swamp. I struggle hard, but the harder I struggle, the deeper I sink. Is this the so-called good friend? Wenzhen, how can I forgive you? I'll never talk to you again, Wenzhen.

“启迪，我们去外面溜达溜达吧。”文珍对我说。我嘀咕着：假惺惺。回答得干脆利落：“不去。”

"Enlightenment, let's go out for a walk." Wen Zhen said to me. I muttered: hypocrisy. The answer was crisp: "No."

“启迪，来，吃点儿巧克力糖果吧。”文珍向我喊。我思量着：假慈悲。回答得斩钉截铁：“不吃。”

"Enlightenment, come on, have some chocolate candy." Wenzhen called to me. I thought: false compassion. "No," he said

一看到文珍，我好不容易平静下来的心又如平静的江面掀起了大风浪。不知什么时候，我开始思考着怎样惩罚她，对，我也要搬来自己的妈妈，抢回自己的座位。既然你不把我当朋友，我又何必当你是朋友呢？

At the sight of Wen Zhen, my heart calmed down like a calm river, which set off a big storm. I don't know when, I began to think about how to punish her. Yes, I also want to move to my mother and grab my seat. Since you don't treat me as a friend, why should I treat you as a friend?

“妈，你在哪儿？”一进家门我就扯开嗓子大喊。

"Mom, where are you?" As soon as I enter the house, I shout loudly.

“在这呢，大呼小叫干什么？”

"What are you doing here?"

“妈，明天帮我提点儿礼物给班主任送去，他因为我没送礼而把我调到角落里，委屈死了。”

"Mom, help me to bring some gifts to the head teacher tomorrow. He transferred me to the corner because I didn't give them. He died of grievance."

“什么？你们班主任收学生礼？太不像话了，我们普通人家哪有什么礼品呀。”

"What? Do your class teachers accept student gifts? It's outrageous. We ordinary people don't have any gifts. "

“妈，那天小李……”

"Mom, that day Xiao Li..."

“瞎说什么。这班主任也太可气了。”

"Nonsense. The head teacher is too angry. "

“妈，你还不是一个样吗？”

"Mom, aren't you the same?"

“才不一样呢，学生只是消费者呀。好了，好了，我就依了你，行了吧？”

"It's different. Students are just consumers. All right, all right, I'll take care of you, all right? "

我一蹦老高，但兴奋中夹杂着一股莫名的酸味。

I jumped high, but there was a strange sour smell in my excitement.

(四)

(four)

第二天下午，班主任满面春风地叫我回到原来的位置。

The next afternoon, the head teacher asked me to return to my original position.

当文珍听完班主任的话后，“嗖”地站起来，十分生气地问：“为什么要把我调到后排去？”

When Wen Zhen listened to the teacher in charge, "whoosh" to stand up and asked angrily, "why do you want to transfer me to the back row?"

“文珍同学，怎么用这种口气跟我说话？什么地方坐都一样嘛。”班主任并不生气，反而笑眯眯极有风度地说。

"Wenzhen, how can you talk to me in this tone? It's the same everywhere. " The head teacher was not angry, but said with a smile.

文珍的脸刹时红得像那天边的晚霞。我捧起书走过去，洋洋得意地说：“快搬书吧。还有，今后你我一刀两断，你走你的阳光道，我过我的独木桥。”

Wen Zhen's face turned red like the sunset on that day. I picked up the book and walked to it. I said proudly, "move the book quickly. Besides, in the future, you and I will be cut off in one stroke. You can walk along your sunshine road and I will cross my single wooden bridge. "

文珍抬起头，眼中充满了悲伤和无助。“为什么会这样？”声音苍白无力。

Wen Zhen looks up, her eyes full of sadness and helplessness. "Why?" The voice was pale and powerless.

“那得问你自己，一切都是你自己酿成的呀。”我感觉自己说得很绝情也很潇洒。

"Ask yourself, it's all your own making." I feel like I'm speaking out of the blue and smart.

晚上在家里，我怎么也睡不着。凄冷月光洒在床前，稀疏的星星疲倦地眨着眼睛，还有蛐蛐那绵长悠远的鸣叫声，让我感觉好冷好冷。白天的一幕幕又重现在眼前，我的良心备受煎熬。对，明天，我一定向文珍道歉。

I can't sleep at home at night. The bleak moonlight sprinkles in front of the bed, the sparse stars blink their eyes wearily, and the long and distant chirps of crickets make me feel cold and cold. The scenes of the day reappear before my eyes, and my conscience is suffering. Yes, tomorrow, I must apologize to Wen Zhen.

第二天，我早早来到学校，等待着文珍，可一天都未见到她的身影。第三天，文珍也没来。一个星期过去了，还是不见文珍。后来听班主任讲，文珍转学了，转到了一个很远很幽静很美丽的山村小学校……

The next day, I came to school early and waited for Wen Zhen, but I didn't see her for a day. On the third day, Wen Zhen didn't come either. After a week, Wen Zhen is still missing. Later, I heard from the head teacher that Wen Zhen transferred to a remote, quiet and beautiful mountain village school