我和老柯相处了三年,老柯教我语文。中学时代,老柯一天到晚在班里晃。老柯话很少,多半是抱着手在课桌间穿梭,神游似的,看着我们卖力晨读、晚读,或奋笔疾书。印象中的他始终没变,一直是那个形象,胡子拉碴时沧桑些,偶尔刮了便青嫩一点。天冷套一件藏青袄子,暖和了就单穿夹克,衣服样式不多但总是干净爽洁的。老柯爱喝茶,茶不离手,浓浓一缸茶水,不停续着。那只搪瓷茶缸,总与教案一起,每日准时 I spent three years with Lao Ke, Ke Laoke taught me Chinese. High school, the old Ke all day long in the class Akira. Lao Ke talked very little, mostly holding his hands in the desks shuttle, fumbling like, watching us hard morning reading, reading late, or pen and paper. Impression of him has not changed, has always been that image, bearded when the vicissitudes of life, and occasionally scratch a little more tender. Days cold sets a navy jacket, warm jacket alone, style of clothing is small but always clean and tidy. Old Ko love to drink tea, tea leaves, thick one-cylinder tea, kept going. The only enamel tea, with the lesson plans, on time every day