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想起您,就想起了我的家乡。我的家乡在一个偏僻的山区,哪里林木森森,南竹层层。仿佛是一个“原始森林”地段。家乡那时刚办一所小学,可学校里还没有老师。因为家乡的偏僻、贫穷和落后,人家不愿来。可是您,一个城里长大的姑娘,刚走出师范学校的大门,就匆匆地背着行李,风尘仆仆地来到了我的家乡,就在那墙壁破败的学校里安了家。乡亲们尊敬而奇怪地看着您,看着您山茶花一样素雅的外表;水汪汪的大眼睛,乌黑发亮的头发,还有嘴角边那一对迷人的小
I think of you, I remembered my hometown. My hometown is in a remote mountainous area, where the forests are densely populated and layers of bamboo are on the south. As if it is a “primeval forest” lot. At that time I just started a primary school in my hometown but I did not have a teacher in school yet. People are reluctant to come because of the remoteness, poverty and backwardness of their hometowns. But you, a girl growing up in the city, just walked out of the door of the normal school and hurriedly carried her luggage to my hometown in a dilapidated school in that wall. Folks respect and strangely look at you and look at the elegance of your camellia; watery eyes, shiny black hair, and a pair of charming little