望着窗外的霓虹灯交织成一片,夜幕已经悄然降临,窗前的我不再孤独。以往,我总是独自一人,一个人看书,一个人散步,我似乎并不被太多的人所记住。我总是不能相信自己,你是我四年级时的班主任,在我看来,我并没有期望你能改变我。不就是一个新班主任吗?与我无关,只是一个学期罢了,过了这个学期就行了。我的脑海中不停地想着这些,而这年又赶上分班,周围没有一个认识的人。一开学,便有许许多多的人围 Looking out the window of the neon lights intertwined, the night has quietly come, the window I am no longer lonely. In the past, I was always alone, reading a book alone, walking alone, I do not seem to be too many people remember. I always can not believe myself, you are my class teacher in the fourth grade, in my opinion, I did not expect you to change me. Is not it a new class teacher? Has nothing to do with me, just a semester, after this semester on the line. My mind kept thinking about these, and this year to catch up with the class, there is no one around the acquaintance. As soon as the class starts, there are many people around