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这已是几年前的事了,可我仍时时想起,不能忘怀。那是一个秋风萧瑟的傍晚,我从学校回家,当走到一处报刊亭时,只见一个女孩突然走出,对着我深深地鞠了一躬,在我尚未看清她的面相时,她竟一语不发地消失在暮霭中。我猜想她应是一位我还不熟悉的学生,学生向老师鞠躬致敬,是很自然的事情。但像这样一位还不熟悉的学生,竟对老师表示这么隆重的尊敬,那鞠躬本身就变成了神奇的彩笔,在我的心中画上了一道最美丽的弧线。
This is already a few years ago, but I still remember from time to time, can not forget. It was a bleak autumn evening, I came home from school, when I went to a newsstand, I saw a girl suddenly walked out, bowed deeply toward me, when I have not seen her face , She did not actually disappeared in the evening mist. I guess she should be a student I am not yet familiar with. It is only natural that students should bow to their teachers. However, an unfamiliar student like this actually showed such a solemn respect to the teacher that the bow itself turned into a magic crayon, drawing the most beautiful arc in my mind.