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那个女人在一九七五年的某个上午走进新生班。当女人的形象完整地出现在我的视线里时。我的原有的紧张情绪像一堵土墙那样倒塌了。她。梳着村里女人们的发型。齐着脖颈的短发,一束头发在左侧用一根红头绳扎了起来。这样一个在大街上随便一抓就能装满一驴车的女人竟会是我们的老师?女人说话了,她说她姓郑。这是她说的第一句话。这句话让我把她,不,是郑老师,从驴车上给分离出来。因为郑老师说着一口和我们截然不同的话。我们说的是一口地道的天津农村土话,而郑老师说话的腔调和收音机里的腔调一模一样,这是我第一次这么近的距离听一个有形的人发出如此动听的声音。那是一只曼妙的手指敲打金属器的声音。曼妙的手指和金属器隐遁在一个无形的世界里,单单送出一缕天籁之声,供我们享用。仅凭这一点,足以叫我们在最短的时间内对郑老师充满了好奇和敬畏。
The woman entered a freshman class on an early morning in 1975. When the woman’s image appears completely in my sight. My original nervousness collapsed like a wall of earth. she was. Combing the hair of the village women. Tight neck hair, a bunch of hair on the left with a red rope tied up. Such a woman who grabbed a donkey cart just by scratching the street would be our teacher? When the woman spoke, she said she was surnamed Zheng. This is the first sentence she said. This sentence let me take her, no, teacher Zheng, from the donkey car to separate. Because Mr. Zheng spoke a completely different word with us. What we are talking about is an authentic rural dialect in Tianjin, and Mr. Zheng’s tone is exactly the same as that in the radio. This is the first time that I listened to a visible person at such a close distance. That’s the sound of a graceful finger tapping the metal. Graceful finger and metal reclusive in an invisible world, just send a ray of sounds of nature for us to enjoy. This alone, enough to call us in the shortest possible time on Zheng full of curiosity and awe.