直到现在我都没有忘记他。小学时,在教学楼里总能听见他的脚步声。由于小儿麻痹症,他走路时总是不方便。他每经过一个地方时,常会有轻轻的笑声。他教我们语文,岁月在他年近五十的身上留下了深深的痕迹,一头花白的头发,矮胖的体形,大鼻子上架着一副银白色的眼镜。那时我是语文课代表,他喜欢和我开玩笑,笑起来眼睛眯成一条几乎看不见的缝;他会及时帮我解决问题,指出我的不足;还会在我考试失误时严肃地教育我。 Until now I have not forgotten him. In elementary school, he always heard his footsteps in the school building. Due to polio, he is always inconvenient when walking. Every time he goes through a place, he often laughs softly. He taught us language. The years left him with deep marks on his body of nearly fifty years. He had gray hair, a chunky figure, and a pair of silver-white glasses on his big nose. At that time, I was a representative of language classes. He liked to joke with me. He smiled and became an almost invisible seam; he would help me solve problems in a timely manner and point out my deficiencies; I would also educate me seriously when I missed my exams. .