前几周的一个周末,在商场里的一家日料店里吃饭时,从透明落地窗望去看到了小学的班主任老师,她早已剪去了长发,身材也有些发福,只留下了一个倚在丈夫肩上的背影。我的目光再追随去,只有几盏商场明亮的光照到地面,然后反光到我的记忆里。小学四年级时,她接手了我们班。记得我第一眼看到她的时候,微笑中带着仍旧具有光芒的活力,与我的想象稍稍有些不同,可是那精神的盘头,明亮的眼睛以及高挑的个子令我一下子被吸引住了。 A weekend before a few weeks ago, a Japanese restaurant in the mall to eat dinner, looked from the transparent floor to see the primary school teacher, she had already cut long hair, body fatter, leaving only a reliance In the back of her husband’s back. My eyes follow again, only a few bright lights of the mall shines to the ground, and then reflect to my memory. In fourth grade, she took over our class. I remember the first time I saw her, smiling with a still glow of vitality, and my imagination a little bit different, but the spirit of the pan-head, bright eyes and tall and tall I suddenly attracted It’s