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多少次,想说说我的陈文森老师,可就是提不起笔来。是为那份悔意?那份迷惑?还是那份负罪感?可能都有吧。时光返到1965年,年少的我迈上了新台阶,考入呼和浩特市第二中学自治区重点中学的一切都让人欣喜,新老师、新学校、新课程最是新奇。气度非凡的英语老师,二十七八岁,英姿焕发,个头不高,那炯炯有神的眼睛和一道浓浓的剑眉,足以让我们感到肃然、尊重、亲切和信任。也隐约感觉
How many times I would like to talk about my teacher Chen Wensen, but I can’t mention it. Is it for that repentance? That confusing? Or is it a guilty sensation? It may be. The time went back to 1965. When I was young, I took a new step. The admission to the key middle school in the Second Middle School of Hohhot is all very satisfying. The new teachers, new schools, and new courses are the most novel. The extraordinary English teacher, 27-year-old, is full of heroicity and is not tall enough. The eyes of God and a strong sword and eyebrow are enough to make us feel awake, respectful, kind and trustworthy. Also feel vaguely