丈夫的微微鼾声渐渐融入月夜，我半倚在床头透过桔黄色的窗帘，望着犹如一潭静水的月夜，劳累一天的倦怠、睡意竟悄然离去。也许这是缘于那一声“老师，您很像妈妈”。今天早晨，我如往日一样早早地走进教室。偶然间，发现讲桌上有一封没有写一个字的信封。我诧异地捡起信，信? Her husband's slight snore gradually into the moonlight, I half-leaning against the bed through the orange curtains, looking like a pool of moonlight water, tired day tired, sleepy actually quietly leave. Perhaps this is due to the sound of “teacher, you are like mom.” This morning, as early as I went into the classroom early. Occasionally, I found there was an envelope on the desk without writing a word. I am surprised to pick up the letter, letter?