想起那张胖胖的圆脸,我就会想起都德,想起《最后一课》,想起小弗朗士,尽管她与他们风马牛不相及。我们谈论她时,从来都直呼其名,似乎有点不恭。因为我们无意识地把她当作一个长着娃娃脸的姐姐,而不是长一辈的“老师”。大概她自己也感觉到了。那一天,一头蓬蓬松松的卷发出现在 Remembered that fat round face, I will think of Dodd, think of “the last lesson”, remembered Little Franz, despite her irrelevant with them. When we talk about her, we always address him by his name, which seems a bit cynical. Because we unconsciously treated her as a baby-faced sister rather than a long-time “teacher.” Probably she felt it too. That day, a puffy curly hair appeared