有一件事一直让我苦恼:语文老师不欣赏我。我写作,她会皱着眉头说:“你不要龙飞凤舞好不好。”我说话,她又说我的口音有股“海蛎子”味。在一个没有太阳只有乌云的日子,我听够了语文老师第一百零一次的批评,放下自己的绅士风度,索性“潇洒一回”,伴随着一句“我永远不 One thing has always bothered me: Language teachers do not appreciate me. When I write, she will frown and say, “You don’t want to fly in the wind,” I said, and she said that my accent was “sea bass”. On a dark day without the sun, I listened to the 100th criticism of the Chinese language teacher and put down my gentlemanly demeanor. I was simply “cheerful once,” accompanied by the phrase “I will never