那年,我只考取一所师专,而一个平时成绩远不如我的同学竟考取了省城的一所本科大学。初冬的一天,我收到一封信,是我高一时的语文老师写来的。这位老师在我读高二那年调到了省城,她对我抱着很高的期望,因为我是她最得意的学生。 That year, I only admitted a college, and a usually far worse than my students actually admitted to a provincial university undergraduate. One day in early winter, I received a letter from the higher language teacher. The teacher transferred to the provincial capital when I was sophomore. She held high expectations for me because I was her most proud student.