施宇阳是我们班上的好学生，她虽没有漂亮的长相，但有一颗乐于助人的心，这使她在我们班上获得了超高人气，六年级上册的的某一天，我感受到了她那颗暖暖的心。
Shi Yuyang is a good student in our class. Although she doesn't have a beautiful appearance, she has a heart of helping others, which makes her gain a high popularity in our class. One day in the first volume of grade six, I felt her warm heart.
"施宇阳，我喉咙好痛啊。"由于扁桃腺的发炎，我的喉咙开始"罢工"，什么东西都吞不下，一咽口水就疼痛万分，好像被塞进一个大家伙，又没有药。
"Shi Yuyang, I have a sore throat." Because of the tonsillitis, my throat began to "strike". I couldn't swallow anything. My saliva was very painful. It seemed that I had been crammed into a big guy without medicine.
"你怎么了，要不要到校医室去看看？"施宇阳急忙整理好课桌上的书，拉着我的手便往校医室拉。
"What's the matter with you? Do you want to go to the school doctor's office?" Shi Yuyang hurriedly arranged the books on the desk, took my hand and went to the school doctor's room.
"犯不着，还不至于没命，就是扁桃腺发炎了"我比较艰难地挤出这几个字，又把她往回拉，"先回教室，我再想想办法好了。"
"It's not necessary. It's just that the tonsils are inflamed." I squeezed out the words more difficultly, and then pulled her back. "First go back to the classroom, and I'll find a way."
到教室门前，施宇阳还不忘添上一句"还好吗？"我舔了舔干裂的嘴唇，刚想说"还好"一阵疼痛又把我说的话全部弹回肚子里。施宇阳的嘴唇动了动，似乎想再说些什么，却又闭口不语了。过了好一会儿，施宇阳才说话"你先不要说话，坐着休息一会儿。"她走向了书包柜，把书包里的开水瓶拿了出来，递给了我。
To the front of the classroom, Shi Yuyang still added "how are you?" I licked my chapped lips, just wanted to say "OK" and then I said all the words back to my stomach. Shi Yuyang's lips moved. He seemed to want to say something more, but he shut up again. After a long time, Shi Yuyang said, "don't talk, sit and have a rest." She went to the bookcase, took the water bottle out of the bookcase and handed it to me.
我很奇怪："拿这个出来干什么？"
I wonder, "what are you doing with this?"
施宇阳说："这是药，我妈采的，她说对扁桃腺发炎有好处，你喝了吧。"
Shi Yuyang said: "this is the medicine my mother picked. She said it's good for tonsillitis. Drink it."
我拧开瓶盖，瓶子里装了淡棕色的液体，看着像中药又好像颜色没那么深。我喝了一小口，并没有我想象中的那么苦，凉凉的，有点涩。施宇阳说："你全部喝了吧。"
I unscrewed the cap. The bottle was filled with light brown liquid. It looked like traditional Chinese medicine, but the color was not so deep. I took a sip, not as bitter as I thought, cool, a little astringent. Shi Yuyang said, "drink all of them."
"那你怎么办？"我说。
"Then what do you do?" I said.
"我又没生病，不喝有什么大不了的，别废话了，喝了吧。"施宇阳一脸的轻松。我就不推辞了，拿起瓶子就喝，这瓶药不一会儿就被我喝完了。
"I'm not sick again. It's no big deal if I don't drink. Stop talking nonsense and drink." Shi Yuyang looks relaxed. I won't refuse. I'll take the bottle and drink it. I'll finish the medicine in a short time.
第二天，我刚来到教室，课桌上就放着一袋东西，打开一看，里面装着一堆像枯草似的东西，我还看见一张字条，上满写着，这堆东西是施宇阳妈妈采的药，让我煎起来喝了······最后写着三个大字：施宇阳。
The next day, as soon as I came to the classroom, there was a bag of things on the desk. I opened it and saw a pile of things like withered grass. I also saw a note full of words. This pile of things was the medicine collected by Shi Yuyang's mother, which made me fry and drink... Finally, I wrote three big words: Shi Yuyang.
