我又梦到了你,老韩。我梦到了我们坐在教室里,而你在讲台上指点江山。我该怎么称呼你呢?你是我们的班主任兼语文老师,更是我们的朋友。初二时,我们班是公认的调皮班,而我又是我们班里最调皮的学生。校长拍拍你的肩膀说:“小韩,任重而道远啊,我信任你。”于是你就来到了我们班。 I dreamed you again, old Korea. I dreamed that we were sitting in the classroom and you were pointing on the platform. What should I call you? You are our class teacher and language teacher, and it is our friend. On the second day, our class was recognized as a naughty class, and I was the most naughty student in our class. The headmaster patted your shoulders and said: “Xiao Han, a long way to go, I trust you.” Then you came to our class.