遇见他,是在村南的那座小桥上。他是我小学时的老师,按照辈分论起来算是平辈。没上学的时候叫他三哥,上学以后叫他老师,但背地里还是喜欢叫他三哥。以至于,这一次偶然的相见,我竟一下子不知道该叫他老师还是三哥。没事,叫啥都中!早就不是老师了,还是叫哥吧!他笑笑,那笑里有些沧桑,更多的是一份恬淡。还是叫老师吧。总是记得你教我们的时候那些好玩的事情。我指了指脚下的小河问:“那枚印章还留着吗?” Met him, is in the village of South Bridge. He is a teacher in my elementary school, and is regarded as an average in terms of seniority. Did not go to school called his third brother, called him a teacher after school, but still like to call him his brother back. So much so that by chance, I suddenly did not know whether to call him a teacher or a third brother. Nothing, what are called! Long ago is not a teacher, or call it brother! He smiled, there are some vicissitudes of laughter, more is a tranquil. Or call the teacher. Always remember those fun things when you taught us. I pointed to the foot of the river and asked: “The seal is still there?”