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前几天,在大街上偶遇我小学的老师——于伯恒老师。老师已经81岁了,红光满面,精神矍铄,40年过去了,还能喊出我的名字。我们攀谈了很久,思绪把我拉回到了40年前。儿时的小学,是一座庙宇改建的,四合院,有几座石碑,由于年代久远,上面的字模模糊糊的,已经读不成句子了。院子中间有一棵大槐树,高有两三丈,树身需合抱,树冠有百十平米的样子,树皮斑驳,好似一位白发苍苍的老者。大槐树一枝树干
A few days ago, I met on the street primary school teacher - Yu Boheng teacher. The teacher is 81 years old, full of red light, spirited, 40 years later, but also shout my name. We talked for a long time, thoughts pulled me back 40 years ago. Childhood primary school, is a temple rebuilt, courtyard, there are a few stone tablets, because of the age, the above font fuzzy, have not read the sentence. The middle of the yard has a large tree, two or three feet high, the tree needs to be around, the crown has a hundred square meters of appearance, bark mottled, like a white-haired old man. Big Ash tree trunk