早春的一个下午,我们如约来到北京四中。学校秩序井然,每个教师和学生胸前都佩戴着表明身份的卡片。学生身着朴素的校服,整洁的头发,纯净的脸上带了一丝不易觉察的冷漠,一望便知,都是一些标准的、会读书的好孩子。和他们聊起学校的生活,态度礼貌,有一些拘谨,言语间偶尔流露出少年的天真与不羁。“进了四中,我才知 One afternoon in the early spring, we arrived in Beijing 4th. Schools are well-ordered, and each teacher and student wears a card indicating their identity on the chest. The students were dressed in plain school uniforms, neat hair, and a purely unknowable indifference on their clean faces. They looked at them as soon as they saw them. They were all standard children who could read books. Talk to them about the life of the school. They are polite and courteous. They occasionally show their innocence and innocence. "Into the four, I learned