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春天又到了。树枝染上了嫩绿,在春风里尽情飘摆,舒展着自己的身姿,迎春花举起金黄的小喇叭,向着春天奏响起生命之歌;蓝天上,一只只风筝在同白云嬉戏,引起无数的人在仰望天穹,渴望让自己的心也随之飞上云端与风筝共舞。这时候,我会情不自禁地想起了张老师,想起他放入天空的那只风筝。让我记忆深刻的是这样一件事:一次上语文课,可能是由于刚进入中学,对周围的环境感到很陌生,对同学和老师也有些生疏,即使是老师叫我站起来回答问题,我都显得极不自然,甚至不敢站
Spring is here again Twigs dyed green, enjoy the breeze in the spring breeze, stretching his posture, spring flowers rose golden trumpet, playing the song of life toward the spring; on the sky, a kite in the same playful with the clouds, Cause countless people looking at the sky, eager to make their own heart will fly in the clouds and kite dancing. At this time, I could not help thinking of Teacher Zhang, remembered the kite he put into the sky. My memory is such a thing: a language lesson may be due to just entering high school, very strange to the surrounding environment, students and teachers are also some strange, even if the teacher told me to stand up and answer questions, I It seems very natural, not even stand