她就那样出现在我的面前,伴着走廊的点点微光;她就那样站在我的面前,瘦弱的身体仿佛一朵尘埃深处的蔷薇,安静而又倔强地生长与盛开。她,就是我的物理老师——一朵美丽的蔷薇花。我清楚地记得老师第一天给我们上课的情景。那天,老师走进课堂,没有拿出枯燥的课本,没有讲述复杂的习题,只是打开一个网站,加载了一片浩瀚的天空。同学们一下子被这浩瀚的星空给吸引住了。没有 She appeared in front of me like that, with a glimmer of light in the corridors; she stood in front of me like that, a thin body like a dusty rose, quiet and stubbornly growing and blossoming. She is my physical teacher - a beautiful rose flower. I remember vividly the lesson the teacher gave us for class on the first day. That day, the teacher went into the classroom, did not come up with boring textbooks, did not tell complex exercises, just open a website, loaded with a vast sky. Students were suddenly attracted by the vastness of the sky. No