熙来攘往的人流中,经常会被一些声音绊住,最多的是一声“老师”。每每听来,语含亲切,舒心惬意,半世辛劳便在这一声里得到最丰盈的回馈,以及最合适的安顿。叫我“老师”者,多是我的学生,或学生家长。有应届的,也有往届的;有认识的,也有暂时遗忘了的。彼时四目相对,似曾相识,却想不起对方的姓名,但我知道,他(她)肯定是我教过的某届学生中的一个。 The bustling crowd of people often get caught up in some voices, most often being “teacher”. Often heard, the language with cordial, comfortable, half the hard work in this sound to get the most abundant feedback, and the most appropriate settlement. Call me “teacher ”, mostly my students, or student parents. There are new, but also past; know, there are temporarily forgotten. At that time, his eyes were relative, deja vu, but could not recall each other's name, but I know that he or she is certainly one of the students I taught.