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苏老师第一次踏进我们初二(1)班的时候,我就在心里猜测:“这个老师是我们的语文老师吧?”她穿着一袭及膝的棉布连衣裙,天蓝色的底子上,淡淡地撤着洁白的细碎小花。当她捧着一撂讲义进来的时候,那裙摆就轻轻随着脚步晃动著,如水的涟漪,如云的漂移。最美的还是苏老师的长发,梳得一丝不乱,光滑地垂下来,有些落在肩上,有些落在胸前,苏老师的右脸如月亮般,藏在乌黑的头发后面,看上去好像很害羞的样子——一定是新来的老师。
When Teacher Su stepped into our first two classes (1) for the first time, I was in my heart to guess: “This teacher is our language teacher? ” She wore a knee-length cotton dress, sky blue On, gently remove the white fine flowers. When she was holding a 撂 handout came in, when the skirt swayed gently with footsteps, such as water ripples, such as the drift of clouds. The most beautiful is the long hair of teacher Su, combing a little bit of chaos, hanging down smoothly, some falling on her shoulders, some falling on her chest. The right face of teacher Su is like a moon, hidden behind dark hair and looks as if Seemingly shy - it must be a new teacher.