飞机终于在下降了,近六个小时的旅程,景色在茫茫间不断更迭,近了,清晰了,久违的南京啊。说起来这是我第二次来到这个城市了,厚重的积淀,历史的镌刻,使得这座城市总给我一种略带苦涩的庄重。但这一次,除了这份敬畏,我心中涌动更多的却是一种兴奋,一份憧憬,夹杂着一缕抑制不住的紧张。我终于要再次见到郭学萍老师了,在漫长的旅途中,在发动机的轰鸣中,我独自守候着心中的那份谦卑,脑海中挥之不去的是一周 The plane is finally falling, the journey of nearly six hours, the scenery constantly changing in the vast, near, clear, long-lost Nanjing ah. This is the second time I came to this city, heavy accumulation, the history of engraving, making the city always give me a slightly bitter solemn. But this time, apart from this awe, my heart surged more but it was a kind of excitement and a longing mixed with a ray of unmanageable tension. I finally see Guo Xueping again teacher, and in the long journey, in the roar of the engine, I was alone in the heart of the humble, my mind lingering is a week